After breakfast, Zhu Zixuan and Fu Shisong continued the undecided chess game last night.
Xiaobei is going to feed his ducklings and chickens, while Mo Duoduo is going to take care of Fu Shisong's medicinal field.
Dongfang Han wanted to follow, but the yard was uneven and his wheelchair didn't allow it.
After lunch, Xiaobei will build a new swing, dig sweet potatoes, and pick vegetables...
Mo Duoduo and Xiaobei spent two hours playing together to make dinner.
After a whole day, there was no job that Dongfang Han could do.
Dongfang Han was depressed countless times, why was it his leg that was injured? !
I could only play two games of chess without thinking, and chat with the two old people.
After dinner, when he heard Xiaobei shouting that he wanted to stay another night, Dongfang Han felt that he was beyond love.
Fortunately, Fu Shisong is still sensible, "Come back next week! Your father just came back from a business trip for such a long time. He must have missed you."
Xiaobei reluctantly agreed!
Dongfang Han complained in his heart: What a cheating kid!
When going back, Zhu Zixuan pulled Xiaobei into his car, wanting to give the couple a chance to be alone.
Who knew that Mo Duoduo also took the opportunity to sit on it.
Uncle Chen on the side closed the car door a little embarrassed, Sir, I have tried my best.
Zhu Zixuan glanced at Mo Duoduo, who was calm and composed, "What? Did Ahan make you angry?"
Mo Duoduo's mouth curved, "No."
"Then why did you ignore him all day?" Zhu Zixuan chuckled to himself, he was not blind.
Mo Duoduo refused to admit it, "Where is it?"
Zhu Zixuan advised, "He's injured like that, so if you have anything to say, talk to him."
Mo Duoduo joked: "I am the mother-in-law looking at my son-in-law, and the more I look at it, the happier I am. You are not the mother-in-law, are you still on his side?"
Seeing that she was still in the mood to joke, Zhu Zixuan was relieved, "How can I stand with him? I'm not afraid that you will make me angry! When it comes to how husband and wife get along, I don't understand, but human beings When dealing with people, the most taboo thing is not to communicate. It would be great if we can talk through something!"
Mo Duoduo pulled her lips and smiled, "Others say that artists don't understand the ways of the world, but you say it all! If you understand so well, when will you bring me a stepmother?"
"You girl! What nonsense are you talking about?" Zhu Zixuan patted her head angrily.
Mo Duoduo still wanted to tease him, "I'm already this age and I'm not afraid of my stepmother mistreating me. If you want to find her, just go and find her!"
Zhu Zixuan only laughed angrily.
When Mo Duoduo returned home, she accompanied Xiaobei to wash up before returning to the master bedroom.
After returning to the room, Dongfang Han, who was looking at her eagerly, regarded Dongfang Han as a transparent person and took care of himself.
An hour later, after washing, I picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table and walked out the door.
"Where are you going?" Dongfang Han's eyes widened.
Mo Duoduo didn't even raise his head, "I sleep with Xiaobei."
"Come back!" Dongfang Han was anxious.
Mo Duoduo ignored him and walked without stopping.
Dongfang Han was so anxious that he put his feet on the ground, stopped sitting in the wheelchair, and limped toward her.
"I don't want my legs anymore?" Mo Duoduo finally relented and turned around to support him.
"No more." Dongfang Han took the opportunity to put his arm around her shoulders and whispered, "I want a wife." The flattering tone in his tone was obvious.
Mo Duoduo pretended not to hear, said nothing, helped him sit back on the bed, and wanted to get up and leave.
How could Dongfang Han let her go?
He hugged her waist tightly and said shamelessly, "Sleep here."
At this moment, Dongfang Han didn't feel lost face at all, nor did he feel angry. He just thought about how to calm her down.
Mo Duoduo frowned, raised her hand and broke his hand from his waist, "Let me go!"
"I can explain it." Dongfang Han rested his chin on her shoulder, "I'll tell you whatever you want to know."
Mo Duoduo snorted coldly: "I don't want to know anymore."
"I want to say." Dongfang Han hurriedly understood, "That day I had dinner with Gu Yanzhi, the client who went to the United States with me. After dinner, I found out that his name was Jiang Yi. I saw Jiang Yi and walked out immediately. Behind me You should have seen the surveillance, I didn’t even say anything to her..."
"I told you I don't want to hear it!" The emotion in her heart had reached its peak, and she couldn't keep his hand away, which made her even more annoyed. Her voice was an octave higher than usual, "Let go!"
Dongfang Han's heart skipped a beat when he was shouted at like this! When had he ever been criticized like this? Why is this woman so angry?
But at this time, I didn’t dare to confront him head-on. I could only lower my voice and said, “I won’t let you go!”
Let go and you won't even have a chance to explain.
Mo Duoduo was so angry that he punched him with his backhand.
"Ah!" Dongfang Han felt pain and released his hand to hold his shoulder.
Mo Duoduo saw that he looked wrong and glared at him, "Are there any wounds?"
After saying that, his hands moved faster, pulling off his pajamas to look at his shoulders.
Sure enough, there was a palm-sized burn scar on the shoulder, which had begun to scab, but one look at it showed that the injury was serious.
After unbuttoning it, I discovered that there were seven or eight wounds, large and small, on the back, arms, and chest, including scratches and burns.
Mo Duoduo's heart was clogged and sour, and her eyes immediately turned red. How could she control her tears?
Dongfang Han hurriedly pulled off his clothes and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore. Stop crying."
"You're so injured and you have to hide it from me? Are we husband and wife?" Mo Duoduo said while choking.
Dongfang Han pressed her head on his chest, "I didn't want to hide it from you, I just wanted to tell you later. We are thousands of miles apart, and if you know, it will only be a worry in vain. I have Xiao Liu and Secretary Lin beside me, It’ll be okay.”
Mo Duoduo didn't dare to struggle for fear of rubbing his wound, so she just kept crying, "I don't like this feeling of being kept in the dark. I don't like knowing the whereabouts of my husband through the news. I don't like not being told... It frustrates me that my loved one trusts me and makes me feel like a failure as a wife..."
Listening to her cry, Dongfang Han felt his heart clenched in pain, "No one can do it better than you! It's because I cherish you that I don't want you to be sad. I apologize to you!"
Mo Duoduo also understood that Dongfang Han was somewhat masculine in nature, which was related to his upbringing. He was not used to talking or relying on others, and he only wanted to solve problems by himself.
And it was precisely this that made her sad. She was indeed not worthy of his reliance. She knew nothing and had nothing. This deep sense of powerlessness made her very frustrated.
The ancients said that only marriages that are well-matched can last for a long time. This is indeed true.
If Dongfang Han marries a woman of comparable strength, they can fight together! Instead of taking great care of her like now, I even have to arrange work for her.
