I am afraid of Li Xiuzhi, but I don’t want to listen to her chattering every day. It is really annoying.
Fortunately, Xu Juan's family is very supportive. Even if she brings her husband home to live for ten days or half a month, her family never says anything.
They could only curse Li Xiuzhi as that damn evil mother-in-law.
I also have nothing to say about my son-in-law.
"Well, as long as our farm can be started and my cousin works hard, our future life will definitely get better and better!"
Song Qingdai couldn't help laughing either.
I was able to start the farm thanks to Gao Meili's financial support. Otherwise, it would have been difficult for her to accomplish it without the idea and start-up capital.
But Song Qingdai never thought that Gao Han was actually also possible.
But at first Gao Han thought she was just talking and didn't think she would really do it.
Song Qingdai had just finished her meal and was planning to go to the farm to take a look. However, as soon as she stood up, she felt dizzy.
"Qingdai, what's wrong with you?"
Xu Juan looked at her worriedly and said, "Why don't you not go to the farm today? I see that you don't look very well. Maybe you are tired these days. You should rest at home first."
Xu Juan was grateful to Gao Han's family. When she was in confinement after childbirth, she was helped by Song Qingdai's mother-in-law. Otherwise, she didn't know how she would have been tortured by that evil mother-in-law.
Song Qingdai only felt a tightness in her chest, and her vision was dizzy.
I want to go to the farm, but I'm afraid I can't.
She never likes to show off.
Eat when you should eat, drink when you should drink, and rest when you should rest.
Song Qingdai slept until six in the afternoon.
Gao Han came back from the farm and learned that she was still sleeping. He vaguely sensed that something was wrong.
Just as he was about to go upstairs to find her, he looked down and saw that his clothes were soaked with sweat.
The man frowned slightly, took a quick shower, changed into dry clothes, and then went upstairs to find her.
He knew that Song Qingdai was a clean person, and if he smelled bad, he would probably be disliked by her again.
"Indigo."
When I went upstairs, I found that Song Qingdai's face was pale, and even with the fan blowing on her, her body was still hot.
Are you sick?
He hurriedly touched Song Qingdai's face, which was terribly hot.
The girl's brows were furrowed and her face showed a look of pain.
"Qingdai, wake up." He patted her face gently and said softly.
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