Zaizai didn't quite understand, but he also knew that the third grandmother and Ma Ruhua were scolding Aunt Wenjing.
Just this matter...
Although the little guy is young, once he makes a decision, he won't change it.
so……
The little guy listened for a while, pretended he didn't hear anything, and continued to eat with his head down.
Jiang Siheng saw that Zaizai didn't care, and he didn't care even more.
As early as in the hospital, Zaizai repeatedly emphasized to Aunt Wenjing, but Aunt Wenjing didn't listen. Now that they are being scolded for getting married, what can they do?
It's not like they asked Aunt Wen Jing to marry Huo Zhaolin.
Brothers Huo Zhaohan and Huo Zhaoxuan suddenly realized that they had been tricked by their parents.
Where are you here to have a wedding banquet?
Is this really to test their three views?
Zhu Dafu, who was eating melon and watching a show in the courtyard, chatted with Huang Ziyun with his spiritual consciousness.
——Look, on this wedding day, if this bride is still a little bloody, then she should leave decisively, otherwise she will be tortured to death sooner or later.
Huang Ziyun almost instantly thought of his mistress.
——But how to go after having a child?
Zhu Dafu groaned again.
--child? Brother, take a closer look at that belly. Are you sure that’s a live fetus?
Huang Ziyun was startled, his pitiful puppy eyes widened, staring straight at Zhang Wenjing's belly.
Fortunately, it was far away and no one noticed since it was now in dog form.
——That's... a stillbirth!
Zhu Dafu nodded and hummed.
——Yes, the fetus in the belly is gone.
Huang Ziyun shook his body.
——In this case, if the stillborn fetus is not poured out, someone will... die.
Zhu Dafu nodded.
——I guess I haven’t gone to the hospital for a checkup yet.
…
The two spirits communicated with each other using their spiritual consciousness, while Grandma Huo San and Ma Ruhua were still talking about Zhang Wenjing.
The words are getting harder and harder to listen to.
Huo Zhaohan and Huo Zhaoxuan couldn't listen anymore.
The two brothers took Zaizai and Jiang Siheng's little hands and stood up, each holding a glass of juice.
"Brother Zhaolin, sister-in-law Wenjing, I wish you a happy wedding and a long life together."
Huo Zhaolin saw that Huo Zhaohan and Huo Zhaoxuan were cautious and wanted to leave, and his two cousins, Donghai and Xihai, had been muttering about how to beat Ming Zaizai and Jiang Siheng, so he thought it would be good for them to leave.
Anyway, it was just to cope with Zhang Wenjing's meal.
He hurriedly lowered his head to find a cup and poured a glass of white wine for Zhang Wenjing, then put it into Zhang Wenjing's hand and motioned for her to raise the glass together.
Zhang Wenjing pursed her lips and held back her tears as she picked up the wine glass.
Huo Zhaolin was then satisfied and spoke with a smile.
"Thanks!"
Zhang Wenjing's eyes fell on Zai Zai and Jiang Siheng, and then turned to Zai Zai.
Zaizai also looked at her, then tilted his little head and gave her a cute smile.
He raised his head and drank the juice in his hand.
As for blessings...
Aunt Wenjing's death energy surged again, and she had nothing to bless her for.
Zhang Wenjing looked at the white wine in the glass and glanced at the meal she had worked so hard to prepare on the table. Her heart felt desolate, and she was so painful that she could hardly stand.
Huo Zhaolin lowered his voice to remind her.
"Zai Zai has already drank it, so don't leave any of it behind. That is Uncle Shen Ling's daughter, his only daughter, and she represents Uncle Shen Ling, and you know it!"
The corners of Zhang Wenjing's mouth moved, causing the wound at the corner of her mouth to hurt. She tried her best to endure it.
Then he raised his head and drank the white wine in his hand.
Huo Zhaohan and Huo Zhaoxuan were shocked.
Huo Zhaohan saw that Zhang Wenjing's face seemed to be getting paler, and he was a little worried.
"Sister-in-law Wen Jing, are you... okay?"
Zhang Wenjing smiled lightly, with tears in her eyes, and her eyes were dim.
"It's okay, my sister-in-law is fine."
Huo Zhaohan and Huo Zhaoxuan couldn't stay any longer, so they said a few words of blessing and prepared to leave.
The other two pairs of brothers and sisters at the same table watched and prepared to leave.
But Grandma Huo San kept them all because this was a wedding banquet.
Zhang Wenjing smiled and spoke.
"Grandma, if they have something to do, it's okay to let them go. They've already drank the wedding wine anyway."
Huo Zhaolin hoped that the fewer people who knew that he and Zhang Wenjing had a drinking party, the better. Otherwise, he would not have deliberately asked the second grandfather and the fifth grandfather to stay yesterday, and then walked around the village overnight, using the excuse that Donghai Xihai was injured, and he was afraid that he would not take good care of them. , so that everyone can come or not.
The folks are all sensible people, who doesn’t know what Grandma Huo San’s family means?
Anyway, as long as you have upright views, you will be scolded at home after closing the door.
"This is bullying someone else's girl because she is from out of town!"
"That is to say, this girl has no father or mother now!"
"I heard that I have been dating Zhaolin for several years! But the girl Zhaolin brought back some time ago is not this girl!"
"Hi! Zhaolin has brought back so many girls over the years, you can't count them on both hands, right?"
“They don’t want us to go, and we don’t want to participate yet!”
…
Huo Zhaolin winked at his own mother, meaning just leave, what are you doing here?
Ma Ruhua and her mother-in-law Cao Xiu don't think so.
They got what the Fifth Grandma wanted. The two granddaughters must stay here and listen to the teachings.
Zaizai and Jiang Siheng didn't know that. They saw that they couldn't leave, and they were getting more and more lifeless. The two little guys thought about it and decided to stay.
So Zaizai lowered his head again to eat and drink soup.
But out of the corner of his eye, he kept paying attention to Aunt Wenjing.
When he saw Aunt Wenjing sitting down, she accidentally touched Ma Ruhua's arm because she was avoiding Huo Zhaolin who was drinking.
Sitting next to Ma Ruhua was Huo Zhikun. Huo Zhikun had drank a lot and was unhappy after losing a lot of money recently. The wine glass in his hand was knocked out, so he took the opportunity to retaliate.
He pushed Ma Ruhua away.
"What are you doing? You can't even eat without peace of mind!"
Ma Ruhua was pushed and staggered, bumping into Zhang Wenjing.
Zhang Wenjing was still suffering from injuries from being beaten by Huo Zhaolin last night, and she had been holding back.
Being hit like this, his face turned pale with pain and he screamed in pain.
"Hiss! It hurts!"
Zaizai took a sip of the soup and looked up at Aunt Wenjing's head.
Um!
The air of death became heavier again.
And there is still death energy in his belly.
Zaizai was surprised. When he took a closer look, the little guy was shocked.
Jiang Siheng noticed something strange about her, but was afraid of being discovered by others, so he simply used his spiritual consciousness to communicate with her.
——Zai Zai, what’s wrong?
Zaizai also used his spiritual consciousness to reply to him.
——Brother Xiaojiang, the baby in Aunt Wenjing’s belly had died long ago, but she didn’t take it out.
Although Jiang Siheng didn't understand that, he also knew how terrifying it would be to have a stillborn fetus in your belly.
——Aunt Wenjing, does she... don’t want to live?
Zaizai doesn’t understand either.
--have no idea.
After finishing speaking, the little guy added another sentence.
——But Zaizai won’t care anymore.
Jiang Siheng will naturally recognize it.
——Well, Zaizai, I won’t care either.
When the two little guys were communicating, Huo Zhaolin, who was next to Zhang Wenjing, looked impatient as he listened to Zhang Wenjing's words.
"Why does it hurt? Look at our mother."
Not only did Zhang Wenjing feel pain all over her body after being beaten by Huo Zhaolin last night, her stomach also began to hurt.
She held her stomach tightly with both hands, and her dull eyes still looked at Huo Zhaolin with some hope.
"Zhaolin, my stomach... I have a stomachache..."
Huo Zhaolin was stunned for a moment.
Ma Ruhua was pushed and yelled by her husband in front of some juniors. She was embarrassed and scolded Zhang Wenjing.
"Zhang Wenjing, are you finished? Just a slight bump. Are you made of tofu? It hurts, hurts? Why do you cry out in pain when you are lying on the bed enjoying yourself?"
Huo Zhaohan and Huo Zhaoxuan covered the ears of Zaizai and Jiang Siheng respectively.
The other two siblings also quickly bowed their heads. The youngest girl was already fifteen or sixteen years old, so she was not at an age where she didn't understand anything.
Listening to Ma Ruhua's words, her face turned red and almost bled.
Grandma Huo San glanced at the two girls intentionally or unintentionally.
"Wen Jing, don't blame your mother for talking about you, you are really... a girl, you really need to love yourself. Don't coax yourself into giving yourself up just because of a few words from a man."
Before Zhang Wenjing could speak, Grandma Huo San added.
"You are lucky to have met our Zhaolin. We, Zhaolin, have been smart, honest, filial, caring and responsible since we were young. Otherwise..."
Zaizai didn't know what he ate, it tasted weird.
The little guy couldn't hold it back and vomited directly.
"vomit!"
