Chapter 347
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Chapter 347: Little girl, your husband is really good to you (1)
Translator: 549690339
Ning Qing’s eyes were slightly red. She sat down and asked her grandfather, ” you and mother-in-law have been living in this mountain all this time. Don’t you have any other relatives who have come to see you? ”
Grandfather sighed, a trace of sadness quickly flashing through his clear eyes.
I have a son who liked to gamble thirty years ago. Later, he squandered all the family’s money and was killed by someone by accident. My wife and I came back to live in the mountains. We don’t keep in touch with our friends and family anymore.
Ning Qing looked at her mother-in-law beside her and held her hand tightly. I’m sorry, grandfather, mother-in-law. I’ve brought up your sad memories.
Her mother-in-law shook her head and smiled at her. There was a sad look on her face as if she was reminiscing about the past. It was clear that she was really heartbroken by her own child.
“It’s all in the past,”
Grandpa shouted, but he was not too excited.
people have to move forward. Besides, we don’t have many years to live at our age. Thinking about those miscellaneous old things won’t change anything. It’s better to cherish the days we have now.
After hearing the old man’s words, ning Qing’s eyes flickered slightly. She thought of herself and fell into a short silence.
After chatting for a while, Grandpa and Grandma got up to make dinner.
Ning Qing offered to help, but the two of them rejected her with the excuse of her injury.
She stood by the stove, her mother-in-law was cooking on the table, and her grandfather was using the firewood to start the fire. His movements were very skilled.
Her mother-in-law would say something from time to time, probably about how the fire was small, and her grandfather would understand and add and return the firewood.
Looking at the two old men who had such a tacit understanding, ning Qing felt a little peace and beauty between them, away from the secular world and the hustle and bustle.
“Little girl ning, is that man your husband?” her grandfather asked casually as he simmered the fire in the stove.
Ning Qing’s expression changed. No.
I was beside him last night. I heard him mumbling your name when he was still in a daze from the fever.
Ning Qing was choked by these words and didn’t know how to reply for a moment.
She was about to explain when her mother-in-law suddenly poured the shredded potatoes into the pot. A loud sound and oil and smoke came out.
The mother-in-law waved the White smoke and muttered. Grandpa got up and chased her out.
“There’s a strong smell of smoke in here. Go out and see your husband.”
“Grandpa, he’s not Yingluo.”
Before he could finish, the old man had already closed the kitchen door.
Ning Qing held her forehead, feeling helpless.
She stood at the door for a while. With no other choice, she returned to Nian lie’s room and unwillingly checked on his injuries. His fever had almost subsided, but his face was still pale. His brows were tightly furrowed, as if he had been disturbed by nightmares every day.
Ning Qing took the towel from his forehead, squeezed some cold water from the iron basin at the door, and threw it on his head.
“Ning Ying, don’t go. Don’t leave.”
The man started to talk again.
Ning Qing glared at him expressionlessly and put away her handkerchief.
“If it wasn’t for the fact that you wanted to get out of here as soon as possible, don’t think that I would care about your life or death.”
She opened the towel and began to carefully wipe the sweat from his body.
The man was indeed a man. His body was so strong that she couldn’t move him. It took a lot of effort to wipe his exposed skin. She didn’t dare to deal with the bandaged wounds.
Ning Qing was exhausted after lunch.
Her mother-in-law asked her to take a short nap, and she slept until the sky turned dark.
She got out of bed with her eyes half-closed and went out. She saw the man who was still unconscious in the morning sitting in the yard and listening to her grandfather.
“Hey, little girl ning, you’re awake!” Her grandfather called out to her the moment he saw her.
Following his shout, the person’s gaze also turned over.
It was deep and blazing.
Ning Qing pretended not to see it and walked over to sit next to the old man. it’s so late. Why didn’t you wake me up? ” she asked.
The old man glanced at her with a meaningful look.
didn’t he tell you not to disturb your rest? little girl ning, your husband is really good to you!
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Chapter 347: Little girl, your husband is really good to you (1)
Translator: 549690339
Ning Qing’s eyes were slightly red. She sat down and asked her grandfather, ” you and mother-in-law have been living in this mountain all this time. Don’t you have any other relatives who have come to see you? ”
Grandfather sighed, a trace of sadness quickly flashing through his clear eyes.
I have a son who liked to gamble thirty years ago. Later, he squandered all the family’s money and was killed by someone by accident. My wife and I came back to live in the mountains. We don’t keep in touch with our friends and family anymore.
Ning Qing looked at her mother-in-law beside her and held her hand tightly. I’m sorry, grandfather, mother-in-law. I’ve brought up your sad memories.
Her mother-in-law shook her head and smiled at her. There was a sad look on her face as if she was reminiscing about the past. It was clear that she was really heartbroken by her own child.
“It’s all in the past,”
Grandpa shouted, but he was not too excited.
people have to move forward. Besides, we don’t have many years to live at our age. Thinking about those miscellaneous old things won’t change anything. It’s better to cherish the days we have now.
After hearing the old man’s words, ning Qing’s eyes flickered slightly. She thought of herself and fell into a short silence.
After chatting for a while, Grandpa and Grandma got up to make dinner.
Ning Qing offered to help, but the two of them rejected her with the excuse of her injury.
She stood by the stove, her mother-in-law was cooking on the table, and her grandfather was using the firewood to start the fire. His movements were very skilled.
Her mother-in-law would say something from time to time, probably about how the fire was small, and her grandfather would understand and add and return the firewood.
Looking at the two old men who had such a tacit understanding, ning Qing felt a little peace and beauty between them, away from the secular world and the hustle and bustle.
“Little girl ning, is that man your husband?” her grandfather asked casually as he simmered the fire in the stove.
Ning Qing’s expression changed. No.
I was beside him last night. I heard him mumbling your name when he was still in a daze from the fever.
Ning Qing was choked by these words and didn’t know how to reply for a moment.
She was about to explain when her mother-in-law suddenly poured the shredded potatoes into the pot. A loud sound and oil and smoke came out.
The mother-in-law waved the White smoke and muttered. Grandpa got up and chased her out.
“There’s a strong smell of smoke in here. Go out and see your husband.”
“Grandpa, he’s not Yingluo.”
Before he could finish, the old man had already closed the kitchen door.
Ning Qing held her forehead, feeling helpless.
She stood at the door for a while. With no other choice, she returned to Nian lie’s room and unwillingly checked on his injuries. His fever had almost subsided, but his face was still pale. His brows were tightly furrowed, as if he had been disturbed by nightmares every day.
Ning Qing took the towel from his forehead, squeezed some cold water from the iron basin at the door, and threw it on his head.
“Ning Ying, don’t go. Don’t leave.”
The man started to talk again.
Ning Qing glared at him expressionlessly and put away her handkerchief.
“If it wasn’t for the fact that you wanted to get out of here as soon as possible, don’t think that I would care about your life or death.”
She opened the towel and began to carefully wipe the sweat from his body.
The man was indeed a man. His body was so strong that she couldn’t move him. It took a lot of effort to wipe his exposed skin. She didn’t dare to deal with the bandaged wounds.
Ning Qing was exhausted after lunch.
Her mother-in-law asked her to take a short nap, and she slept until the sky turned dark.
She got out of bed with her eyes half-closed and went out. She saw the man who was still unconscious in the morning sitting in the yard and listening to her grandfather.
“Hey, little girl ning, you’re awake!” Her grandfather called out to her the moment he saw her.
Following his shout, the person’s gaze also turned over.
It was deep and blazing.
Ning Qing pretended not to see it and walked over to sit next to the old man. it’s so late. Why didn’t you wake me up? ” she asked.
The old man glanced at her with a meaningful look.
didn’t he tell you not to disturb your rest? little girl ning, your husband is really good to you!
Chapter 347: Little girl, your husband is really good to you 1Translator: 549690339 Ning Qing's eyes were slightly red. She sat down and asked her grandfather, you and mother-in-law have been living in this mountain all this time. Don't you have any other relatives who have come to see you? Grandfather sighed, a trace of sadness quickly flashing through his clear eyes. I have a son who liked to gamble thirty years ago. Later, he squandered all the family's money and was killed by someone by accident. My wife and I came back to live in the mountains. We don't keep in touch with our friends and family anymore. Ning Qing looked at her mother-in-law beside her and held her hand tightly. I'm sorry, grandfather, mother-in-law. I've brought up your sad memories. Her mother-in-law shook her head and smiled at her. There was a sad look on her face as if she was reminiscing about the past. It was clear that she was really heartbroken by her own child. It's all in the past, Grandpa shouted, but he was not too excited. people have to move forward. Besides, we don't have many years to live at our age. Thinking about those miscellaneous old things won't change anything. It's better to cherish the days we have now. After hearing the old man's words, ning Qing's eyes flickered slightly. She thought of herself and fell into a short silence. After chatting for a while, Grandpa and Grandma got up to make dinner. Ning Qing offered to help, but the two of them rejected her with the excuse of her injury. She stood by the stove, her mother-in-law was cooking on the table, and her grandfather was using the firewood to start the fire. His movements were very skilled. Her mother-in-law would say something from time to time, probably about how the fire was small, and her grandfather would understand and add and return the firewood. Looking at the two old men who had such a tacit understanding, ning Qing felt a little peace and beauty between them, away from the secular world and the hustle and bustle. Little girl ning, is that man your husband? her grandfather asked casually as he simmered the fire in the stove. Ning Qing's expression changed. No. I was beside him last night. I heard him mumbling your name when he was still in a daze from the fever. Ning Qing was choked by these words and didn't know how to reply for a moment. She was about to explain when her mother-in-law suddenly poured the shredded potatoes into the pot. A loud sound and oil and smoke came out. The mother-in-law waved the White smoke and muttered. Grandpa got up and chased her out. There's a strong smell of smoke in here. Go out and see your husband. Grandpa, he's not Yingluo. Before he could finish, the old man had already closed the kitchen door. Ning Qing held her forehead, feeling helpless. She stood at the door for a while. With no other choice, she returned to Nian lie's room and unwillingly checked on his injuries. His fever had almost subsided, but his face was still pale. His brows were tightly furrowed, as if he had been disturbed by nightmares every day. Ning Qing took the towel from his forehead, squeezed some cold water from the iron basin at the door, and threw it on his head. Ning Ying, don't go. Don't leave. The man started to talk again. Ning Qing glared at him expressionlessly and put away her handkerchief. If it wasn't for the fact that you wanted to get out of here as soon as possible, don't think that I would care about your life or death. She opened the towel and began to carefully wipe the sweat from his body. The man was indeed a man. His body was so strong that she couldn't move him. It took a lot of effort to wipe his exposed skin. She didn't dare to deal with the bandaged wounds. Ning Qing was exhausted after lunch. Her mother-in-law asked her to take a short nap, and she slept until the sky turned dark. She got out of bed with her eyes half-closed and went out. She saw the man who was still unconscious in the morning sitting in the yard and listening to her grandfather. Hey, little girl ning, you're awake! Her grandfather called out to her the moment he saw her. Following his shout, the person's gaze also turned over. It was deep and blazing. Ning Qing pretended not to see it and walked over to sit next to the old man. it's so late. Why didn't you wake me up? she asked. The old man glanced at her with a meaningful look. didn't he tell you not to disturb your rest? little girl ning, your husband is really good to you!
