Pei Ziheng glared at Shen Mingzhu hatefully.

Shen Mingzhu didn't think much about it and directly picked up the medicine and water from the cabinet.

"Get up and take the medicine."

"hurry up!"

Seeing Pei Ziheng still lying motionless on the bed, staring at him with his dark eyes, Shen Mingzhu couldn't help teasing him.

"If you don't take the medicine, your illness will get worse and worse. You might die one day. If you die, your father and I will give birth to a brother or sister. Your father will soon forget about you as his son."

I don’t know if he was frightened by her words, but Pei Ziheng slowly climbed up from the bed, took the medicine from her hand and put it into his mouth, then took the cup of water and gulped down the medicine while holding her.

The four-year-old child has a chubby little face and skin as tender, elastic and white as a freshly peeled egg. His eyelashes are long and black, like two small brushes, and his eyeballs are big and black, as bright as washed black grapes.

Anyone who faces such a well-behaved and good-looking cub will be overwhelmed with maternal love, and Shen Mingzhu is no exception. She can't wait to hold him in her arms and rub him hard.

But she held back and continued with a straight face, "Wash your face and brush your teeth before going to bed. I'll go boil some water for you first, and you can bring out the cup yourself."

After saying that, Shen Mingzhu picked up the leftover sweet and sour pork and bowl of porridge and went out.

Staring at her back, Pei Ziheng's dark eyes were full of confusion.

This vicious woman seems a little different from her previous life.

In his previous life, he was also sick like today. She didn't cook porridge for him, nor did she make sweet and sour sweet and delicious sweet and sour pork. Instead, she went out to buy cold noodles and braised pig's trotters.

He was sick and couldn't eat raw, cold, greasy food, so she ignored him, let him starve, and forgot to give him medicine, which caused him to become seriously ill and infected with pneumonia. He was finally sent to the hospital by his aunt Pei Wenping and saved his life.

Because of this, Pei Wenping said a few more words. This vicious woman was unhappy and deliberately starved him every few days, causing him to be malnourished and often faint.

In fact, even if she didn't bring the medicine in, he would go out to take it by himself, but she took the initiative to pick up the medicine and remind him to take it.

No matter she was pretending or had some other agenda, he was determined to kick her out of the house!

Suppressing the hatred in his heart, Pei Ziheng threw the cup to the ground.

As soon as the water cup landed on the ground, hurried footsteps were heard in the living room, and the vicious woman ran into the room aggressively.

Pei Ziheng closed his eyes and prepared himself to be beaten.

However--

The hand that fell on his face was very gentle, just like the touch of a grandmother, "Hey, little ancestor, what are you doing?"

Pei Ziheng slowly opened his eyes and found the woman half-squatting in front of the bed, her beautiful eyes full of concern.

Why didn't she beat him? As long as she beat him, he would immediately call his aunt to complain, and his aunt would call his father, so that his father would come home to see him, and he could find a way to keep his father at home, so that his father would not die.

Seeing Pei Ziheng standing there in silence, Shen Mingzhu didn't think much about it. She just looked at the broken glass on the ground and reflected silently.

She was inconsiderate. A child this young couldn't hold a cup steadily. She should have given him a porcelain cup that wouldn't break even if it fell.

Worried that he might get his feet pricked by broken glass, Shen Mingzhu swept the floor of the second bedroom inside and out twice, then mopped it again until the floor was spotless and so clean that it reflected light.

Pei Ziheng just sat on the bed, watching her clean the house.

After cleaning, she brought in some water, wiped her face and hands with a towel, and whispered to her that since he was sick, she would not brush her teeth tonight, but she had to brush her teeth before going to bed tomorrow night.

Lying on the bed, Pei Ziheng felt like he was dreaming, but his eyelids became heavier and heavier as he became more sleepy.

Seeing Pei Ziheng falling asleep quickly, Shen Mingzhu couldn't help but pinch his face.

After serving him for a whole night, it’s not too much to charge him some interest, right?

Pinch it a few more times and the delicate and smooth feel will be comfortable.

——

Seeing Qin Jinlian returning to the village with a happy face and graceful steps, the villagers laughed and joked that she was in high spirits because of the good news.

She had just returned from the Yang family, where she had negotiated the marriage of the second son, Shen Xiangnan. How could she not be happy?

When passing by Shen Baolan's house, Qin Jinlian saw Liu Cuihua feeding chickens in the yard. She pursed her lips and smiled, then turned in.

"Hey, Cuihua, are you feeding the chickens?"

Liu Cuihua turned around and saw that it was her. She said indifferently, "What are you doing? You're in such a hurry."

Qin Jinlian was waiting for the other party to ask, and immediately started talking about the marriage of the second son Shen Xiangnan. She was very excited and didn't care whether Liu Cuihua liked to hear it or not.

Qin Jinlian came in not just to show off that the second brother's wedding was approaching.

"Cuihua, I came here today to thank you. If it weren't for your Baolan's generosity in giving Pei Yang, such a good son-in-law, to my Mingzhu, my Xiangnan's marriage wouldn't have gone so smoothly."

Shen Xiangnan is 24 years old this year, which is considered an older youth in rural areas. If you are not married after the age of 25, you will be called a bachelor.

Qin Jinlian was very worried about the second son's marriage, but the second son was a good-for-nothing. He looked at many candidates, but either they didn't like him or thought the Shen family was poor.

But things are different with Pei Yang as a son-in-law.

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Pei Yang is a city dweller with a stable job and a fairly high position. With such a good relative, Shen Mingzhu's family's status in Shenjiagou has also risen significantly.

As soon as the Yang family heard that Shen Mingzhu and Pei Yang had got married, they immediately agreed to their daughter's marriage with Shen Xiangnan. They did not ask for much in terms of betrothal gifts, and their only condition was that they wanted Pei Yang to arrange a job for the Yang family's youngest son.

Liu Cuihua has been worried about her daughter's marriage these days.

Zhou Shuhuan's conditions were not bad, but he was far inferior to Pei Yang. However, her daughter was crazy and insisted on marrying Zhou Shuhuan. She was so angry that she didn't want to go to Zhou's house to discuss the marriage and asked the child's father to go with the matchmaker.

But Qin Jinlian just kept talking about things that were not related to her, so it would be strange if she could be nice to Qin Jinlian.

"You finally found a rich son-in-law, you must hold him well, don't lose him or let someone else pick him up!"

After making a few sarcastic remarks to Qin Jinlian, Liu Cuihua turned around and walked into the main room, slamming the door shut.

Qin Jinlian covered her mouth and laughed, then left happily.

The second son's wedding is scheduled for next month, so she will be busy.

As soon as Qin Jinlian left, Shen Baolan came back. She went to the town early in the morning to buy dowry for the wedding. As soon as she entered the house, she saw Liu Cuihua sitting under the eaves wiping her tears.

"Mom, why are you crying? Are you reluctant to let me get married?"

Liu Cuihua glanced at her and said, "I can't bear to part with you. I wish you could get away from me. I can't see you and I won't be bothered by you!"

Being scolded for no reason, Shen Baolan was in a bad mood. "Go scold whoever provokes you, why take it out on me?"

Being turned away by her daughter, Liu Cuihua was filled with grief and burst into tears with a "wow".

"It's because of you, you stupid girl. You can't choose the good stuff but you have to choose the rubbish. Otherwise, wouldn't people come to my door and laugh at me?"

"Who laughed at you?"

"Who else could it be other than Mingzhu's mother!"

Shen Baolan immediately sneered with her nose turned up in the air.

She still had the leisure to laugh at her. She was waiting to see how Shen Mingzhu's family would cry in the future.

"Mom, don't be angry. Just wait and see. One day they will regret it."

Liu Cuihua has heard her daughter say similar things many times in the past two days, so she decided to ask for clarification today.

"Baolan, tell me the truth. Why do you have to choose Zhou Shuhuan? What is so good about him compared to Pei Yang?"

Shen Baolan was also annoyed by the questions and blurted out, "Then Pei Yang is a short-lived ghost. Whoever marries him will become a widow!"

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