Don't even think about it.
Lu Huaijiao pouted.
"You were talking so well just now, you're lying."
She was unhappy again.
Gu Changzheng had a stern face, even more unhappy than her.
"My wife is about to run off with another man, if I'm not angry, am I even a man?"
"That's what you said yourself, that I can do anything."
She kept focusing on this point.
Gu Changzheng sighed helplessly.
"Are you just trying to make me angry?"
"No, didn't you say that yourself?" She wasn't trying to upset Gu Changzheng at all!
It was just what he said; if he doesn't want to admit it, so be it. She was magnanimous and let him off the hook.
She lay back in bed, hugged Gu Changzheng's arm, closed her eyes to drift off to sleep, and at the same time calmed herself down.
Gu Changzheng looked at the girl beside him, a hint of seriousness hidden between his gentle brows and eyes.
His wife has a secret.
Perhaps it was because of this secret that her attitude changed drastically on her wedding day... He didn't want to delve into the reasons behind it.
All he knew was that his wife loved him, and he loved her very much.
That's enough.
The next day, although it didn't snow, the sky outside was overcast, and there was a feeling that a storm was brewing.
This kind of weather is most likely to make people feel down.
Adding to the fact that a young man in the village had just frozen to death, the usually bustling Lunar New Year's Day was much quieter this year.
Huang Tingxiu and He Yun brought their children to pay New Year's greetings. The children played inside while the women chatted and warmed themselves by the fire outside.
Occasionally, a mournful melody could be heard from the courtyard of Gu Changqing's house next door.
But none of the people chatting mentioned Miao Yuan.
During the Lunar New Year, mentioning a dead person still makes one feel somewhat uneasy.
Even young people like them have these kinds of thoughts.
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