Transmigrated into ancient times as a peasant woman with three children, her husband insisted on separating the family. Shen Qingyu waved her hand: "Divorce, separate the family, I want the chi...
This person is strange.
The more Shen Qingyu expressed her belief in Shen Qingyao, the more suspicious the village women became.
So they all privately reminisced about Shen Qingyu's former beauty and compared it to her current obese and acne-ridden appearance.
After repeated discussions and deliberations, the women became convinced that it must have been Shen Qingyao who had done it.
Only the foolish Shen Qingyu still claims to believe in Shen Qingyao.
How stupid!
How pitiful!
The silly and pitiful Shen Qingyu was in a good mood: This way, when she slowly loses weight, no one will be surprised.
Just before going to bed, Xiao Yunqi suddenly called out to Shen Qingyu, "Don't take that medicine anymore."
Shen Qingyu was taken aback for a moment, then carefully observed Xiao Yunqi's expression and realized that he was serious. She became curious: "Are you afraid that if I die, the children will be motherless?"
Xiao Yunqi lowered his eyes, avoiding her gaze: "What nonsense are you talking about? You are their mother after all, and I don't want anything to happen to you."
Shen Qingyu laughed: "Don't worry, you won't die. I've been taking it for seven years and I haven't died, which proves that this medicine is harmless."
Xiao Yunqi, thinking she still believed Shen Qingyao, couldn't help but frown: "What? Do you think I'm meddling?"
Huh?
Why is this person angry?
Shen Qingyu abandoned her teasing intentions and said seriously, "Don't worry, I won't take that medicine. Since God has brought me back to life, I will get better and better, really."
Xiao Yunqi was stunned.
Indeed, ever since that day she failed to hang herself, she seemed like a completely different person.
She has lost weight, and the pustules on her face have improved a lot.
She no longer gets angry as often, and her cooking is especially delicious.
After stepping out of the room, Shen Qingyu suddenly turned back: "When you go to town tomorrow, take me with you. I want to go to town and take a look. We can also get a divorce while we're at it."
"……become."
The house is repaired, and she wants a divorce, so let's get a divorce.
Just as dawn was breaking, noises came from the courtyard; Xiao Yunqi had gotten up.
Shen Qingyu quickly got up as well.
Erbao was woken up by the noise. Seeing Shen Qingyu dressed neatly, he immediately became alert: "Mom, why are you up so early?"
Shen Qingyu explained, "Your father and I are going to town to buy some things in a bit. You, your sister, and your brother can wait at home. I'll be back in a little while."
"I want to go too!" Erbao said, starting to get dressed.
"Mom, I'm going too." Da Bao woke up as well.
Shen Qingyu paused: How can that be? If they go, how can we get a divorce?
"How can that be? We still have a lot to buy today, and we don't have our hands free to hold you. What if the pimps take you away?"
No matter how much she pleaded, Shen Qingyu refused to take the children with her.
Da Bao's expression had completely cleared up: "Mom, are you going to divorce Dad?"
Shen Qingyu's heart skipped a beat: Why is the child so sensible?
Isn't it better to be simple?
"No, no! We'll be back in a bit..."
As they were talking, Xiao Bao, who was next door, woke up and stood at the door, rubbing his eyes. "I'm going too."
"No way!" Shen Qingyu went to great lengths to calm the children down, made them breakfast, and promised them three strings of sugar figurines before heading to town with Xiao Yunqi.
The donkey cart was already harnessed. Shen Qingyu got on the cart, and Xiao Yunqi drove it towards the town.
In early spring, the weather was still quite cold, and even your breath turned white.
Shen Qingyu wrapped herself up like a rice dumpling and curled up in a ball on the donkey cart.
Despite being on his way to catch the carriage, Xiao Yunqi stood tall and proud.
The mountain road was quiet, and the two remained silent, with only the sound of donkey hooves striking the ground.
Remembering Shen Qingyu's words about getting a divorce, Xiao Yunqi felt inexplicably depressed, so he picked up his whip and cracked it with a "snap".
The donkey was startled and brayed twice, "Hungry, hungry!"
Shen Qingyu was also startled: "What are you doing?"
Xiao Yunqi asked, "You mean we're going to get a divorce today?"
Shen Qingyu nodded: "Yes, what's wrong? You don't want a divorce?"
Xiao Yunqi nearly exploded like a cat whose tail had been stepped on: "Who said I don't want to?"
"That settles it then." Shen Qingyu continued to shrink her neck and curl up into a ball. "We'll go to town later, first to the town hall, and after we finish the divorce, we'll go shopping."
"Oh..." Xiao Yunqi replied in a muffled voice.
The two fell silent again.
Upon entering the town, the sound of donkey hooves clattering on the bluestone pavement brought Shen Qingyu back to her senses, and she peered around to look.
Because we left early, we arrived in town just in time for breakfast.
Steam was rising from the rice noodle stalls along the roadside, and they were very popular.
Xiao Yunqi parked the donkey cart next to a rice noodle stall: "Boss, two bowls of noodles, please."
"Okay..."
Before long, two bowls of rice noodles topped with chili oil and minced meat and soybean paste were served, their aroma filling the air.
Shen Qingyu took a bite; it was too oily, but the taste was alright.
Xiao Yunqi ate quickly, but his movements were not rough. When he finished eating, he looked at Shen Qingyu and saw that there was still more than half left in her bowl.
"Not tasty?" Xiao Yunqi frowned slightly.
That's a good question.
Shen Qingyu glanced in the direction of the boss: "Not bad."
The elderly man in his fifties sitting next to her chuckled upon hearing this: "Young lady, this is the best spicy rice noodle shop in town! You still think it's not good? Then what do you want, dragon liver and phoenix marrow?"
Shen Qingyu chuckled dryly, "It's not that it doesn't taste good, it's just that I've gained too much weight recently, and I need to lose weight."
Upon hearing this, the old man chuckled again: "Being a little chubby is good! Women want to marry chubby men. Being chubby brings good fortune! Don't you think so, young man?"
This chapter is not finished, please click the next page to continue reading!