A modern, vibrant young woman named Xie Yan died prematurely and was reborn with her memories into the harsh 1950s. The good news was that she had a golden finger, the spatial ability she had alway...
Xie Yan: "???"
What... what is going on here?!
He was so frightened that he jumped right out of bed, thinking to himself, "Oh no!"
He really didn't hit anyone!
No, there really isn't!
If outsiders who don't know the situation heard this, they would think their family lived in a remote place like Myanmar!
After all, the person's cries were truly heart-wrenching.
Yu Yuehui was also startled by Wu Dali's sudden action.
She subconsciously took a few steps back and gave Xie Yan a look that said "take care."
Then he turned around and ran away.
Xie Yan: "..."
Wife~
He reached out Er Kang's hand, trying to persuade Yu Yuehui to stay.
Yu Yuehui seemed oblivious to Xie Yan's attempt to keep her, and left with such nonchalance!
It truly is like waving one's sleeves and leaving without taking away a single cloud.
The pitiful Xie Yan was left alone at the scene.
As Yu Yue walked outside, she couldn't help but sigh. Cherry was so pitiful. Look at the kind of life Cherry was living!
It's so pitiful to encounter such a crybaby, and it's really too much of a burden for her!
She didn't even have children of her own before becoming a mother so early. It must have been really tough!
Go and comfort her yourself.
Thinking this, she paused in her steps, which were originally going to her parents' house, and smoothly turned a corner, heading straight for Cherry's house.
Yu Yue decided to go see Cherry, since Cherry was pregnant. In this freezing weather, with difficult roads, she might have suffered some injustice without Cherry's knowledge.
Why!
Thinking about it, they really hadn't seen each other for quite a long time.
Inside the room, Xie Yan looked at Wu Dali, who was crying uncontrollably, with a headache.
He had intended to offer some comfort, and had even reached out his hand, but then hesitated and withdrew it.
Xie Yan reluctantly found a warm spot near the stove and sat down.
After adjusting my position, I quietly watched the old man cry, and the song involuntarily came to mind: "Men, cry, cry, it's not a sin."
Even the strongest person has the right to feel tired.
If only heartbreak remains behind a smile
Why make life so miserable?
Men, cry, cry, it's not a sin.
Taste the long-lost flavor of tears.
Even rain is a kind of beauty.
Why not seize this opportunity to have a good cry...?
After an unknown amount of time, Wu Dali finally finished crying.
He opened his swollen, red eyes with sobs, glared angrily at Xie Yan, and shouted in a tearful voice, "You've gone too far!"
Xie Yan looked innocent and pointed to himself in confusion, "Me?"
Where did I go too far?
He was sitting there perfectly fine.
This is going too far!
What does that mean?
Should he cry along with us?
Is this person crazy?!
I gave him space to cry quietly, and yet I'm still being told I went too far?
I should have just kicked them out!
Wu Dali was completely unaware that Xie Yan had reached her breaking point and was still nagging and questioning him, her face flushed red as she continued to talk.
Xie Yan had been trying to keep her temper in check, but Wu Dali's relentless harassment finally made her lose all patience.
He suddenly stood up, his eyes wide, and roared, "Stop crying! Shut up!"
The sound was like a thunderclap, exploding loudly in Wu Dali's ears.
He froze as if struck by lightning, his eyes wide with disbelief. "You, you...you actually yelled at me!"
It was as if Xie Yan's shout was a great offense to him.
Xie Yan immediately started giving her the cold shoulder.
Damn it, what kind of idiot is this, what kind of talk is that!
A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips as he retorted rudely, "So what if I yell at you!"
Is it illegal?
"What kind of behavior is it for a grown man to cry and whine like a sick person all day long?"
"If you're really sick, go get treatment right away, don't throw a tantrum here!"
"I'm not your wife, I don't have time to coax you!"
"If you have nothing else to do, get lost!"
Wu Dali felt a surge of heat rush to his head. He stood up abruptly, looking down at Xie Yan, trembling with rage, and could barely speak. "Fine! Fine! Xie Yan, you've got guts!"
He pointed at Xie Yan and spun around in place several times, saying, "You're doing just fine!"
"I'll remember you!"
As if remembering something, she said with a venomous look in her eyes, "Give me back all my books!"
Upon hearing this, Xie Yan's heart skipped a beat. Oh dear! How could he have forgotten about that?
His eyes darted around, and his face immediately changed to one of disappointment and exasperation. He said loudly, "How dare you bring this up!"
"I'm only doing this for your own good!"
"Your wife is pregnant, and you're still reading these books. You'll be the one who can't stand it later!"
"I brought it over for your health."
"My wife scolded me because of your book."
"You don't dare to write it, fine, but you're turning around and blaming me!"
Seeing that Wu Dali was not persuaded, he opened his mouth to say something.
Xie Yan shouted again, "And do you know how much trouble your crying just now caused me!"
"Originally, everyone suspected that my wife would abuse me."
"I've put in a lot of effort over this period of time, and it wasn't easy to get everyone to give up this idea."
"And you've got it all figured out! With your crying, the whole village will know in no time that my wife beat me and that I cried!"
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