Sick and beautiful people are not allowed to be white moonlight

Chapter 171 Making a Koi in the Chronicle 30 【End】

"Wen Zhiqing."

Wen Shenli was shocked by this scene, and the flashing scene felt familiar again, he froze, and his long black eyelashes trembled.

Slightly at a loss, he opened his mouth and closed it again.

He reached out to grab her and pulled her up.

He took off his coat and put it on Ling Yan, without asking a word, just said: "You go back and change your clothes first."

It's cold now, even if you touch cold water or wash a dish, it won't freeze.

What's more, I soaked my clothes in this pond.

Ling Yan tightened her clothes, nodded and hummed: "Okay."

She is leaving.

Wen Shenli hesitated for a few seconds, then stopped her again: "Lingyan, there is news from my father that the college entrance examination will resume in July next year, and the educated youth will return to the city."

"I'm leaving Ximenwai Village."

Ayano hummed.

Wen Shenli licked his chapped lips, walked in front of her, lowered his head and asked, "I want to take you back to Jinghai, if you want."

"What if I don't want to?" Ling Yan looked up at him.

All of a sudden, the two of them got closer, so close that she could kiss him with just a little movement.

Wen Shenli thought about it cautiously, and replied: "If you don't want to, I can stay and cook and farm with you."

He broke his spine and surrendered.

Willing to be in the mountains, rivers and clouds, choose to accompany the clouds to wander.

Lingyan pulled her lips and smiled: "I asked several times before whether you want to marry me, but you didn't agree."

"It's not that I don't agree, I'm thinking seriously."

Wen Shenli is not a person who makes decisions lightly, but whatever he is determined to do, there is nothing he cannot do.

In the beginning of their marriage, he was really tempted, but it was not strong enough to shake the belief in his heart for more than 20 years.

But after this period of getting along, it is obvious that she is more precious than faith.

Wen Shenli held her wrist, said sorry, and stroked her cheek.

Bend down and kiss her.

It was a shallow, superficial kiss, just right.

Ling Yan touched her lips, and her pure black eyes covered by long eyelashes flashed a hint of depth.

She raised her head, grabbed Wen Shenli suddenly, and pushed him down the lake, and the next second, she also fell down.

Grabbing Wen Shenli's collar, he kissed it heavily.

…………

Knowing Cheng Laidi's golden finger, Lingyan naturally wouldn't let her have a good time in it, so she casually used the bad luck charm she snatched from Tiandao's own daughter on Cheng Laidi's body.

Cheng Laidi was unlucky twice in three days, probably because the unlucky talisman was too powerful, and even the pure spiritual spring in the space suddenly became pitch black.

At first she took a sip of it unbelievingly, and was almost sent away, it was simply swill.

It's not something people drink!
Cheng Laidi tried her best to restore it, but in the end it was of no avail. Not long after, even the space was scrapped.

Just entering, Cheng Laidi can still rely on the food in the space to live comfortably, but the space is gone, the spirit spring is gone, and she has more and more things to do, but what she eats is left over by others.

Under the long-term toil and mental pressure, Cheng Laidi went crazy.

She was muttering: "This is not right, this is not the life I want to live, I have to do it all over again, I have to do it all over again..."

"It was Cheng Lingyan who *changed, Cheng Xianglan, go to hell!"

Cheng Laidi firmly believed in her mind that she could do it again, and began to try to commit suicide, which attracted the attention of some staff.

Later, it was discovered that Cheng Laidi was not really looking for death, so she didn't take it to heart.

Cheng Laidi was unrestrained, and in the dead of night, she slammed into the wall with a bang, splashing out her brains, her two eyeballs rolled around twice, staring at the ceiling eeriely.

The next day, the old Cheng's family got the news: Cheng Laidi committed suicide in prison.

When Cao Hongmei heard the news, her heart tightened. Her amniotic water broke, and she was taken back to the house by two women in the family, who began to scream and give birth.

Lingyan sat in the yard, watching Cheng Xianglan plant flowers and play with mud, while Wen Shenli was reading at the side, propping his chin in boredom.

Seeing Wang Meili bringing out pots of bloody water from the room, she frowned.

Cheng Aitian didn't have time to feel sad about the death of his second daughter, so he paced around the door excitedly.

From daytime to nightfall, a cry of a baby broke through the long night.

Zhao Caichun's voice was full of joy: "He is a good grandson!"

Lingyan leaned over and took a look, and saw that the baby was healthy, her slightly frowning brows relaxed.

As soon as she came, the little baby stopped crying, and squeezed and waved her little hands, as if to grab her.

In the next moment, Zhao Caichun hugged her back into the house.

……

In late July, as Father Wen said and expected, the villagers cheered for a while, and various industries began to develop new trends.

Wen Shenli had already conceived various plans, and when the opportunity came, he dominated the market. It didn't take long for him to have a place in every enterprise.

However, Lingyan fell in love with the pharmaceutical industry. She used the money from selling ginseng to open a small hospital. First, she made a name for herself with her medical skills and attracted patients to seek medical treatment.

With more and more doctors and patients, the hospital is also expanding step by step.

Transformed into a large hospital.

And the people from the old Cheng's family were also taken to Jinghai by her.

Lingyan lives outside, and does not live with the old Cheng's family, but picks time to go there every month to see Cheng Xianglan and Zhao Caichun.

Zhao Caichun is almost seventy this year, and she still can't relax, looking for work everywhere.

The same goes for the others, and Cheng Zhaodi went back to Ximenwai Village and married Yu Yongyong.

Cheng Fugui is still in junior high school.

Cao Hongmei's son, named Cheng Yingxiong, is still a three-year-old baby, and he knows how to run around on his two calves every day.

Cheng Jianshe injured his back in the early years, and he has been treating his back recently. Other than that, he is taking care of Cheng Yingxiong.
The life of the whole family is getting better and better.

…………

Wen Shenli proposed to Lingyan only after he became a business tycoon.

Their wedding was in September, the weather was just right, and the sweet-scented osmanthus was fragrant.

Ten miles of red makeup, an exquisite and elegant big sedan chair, behind the sedan chair are the ten small cars that Wen Shenli promised.

Ling was still wearing a red hijab on her cigarette butt. Sitting on the sedan chair, she pursed her lips and smiled as she listened to the deafening sound of firecrackers and laughter outside.

Having a wedding is not only tedious, it's tiring.

Ling Yan didn't know what to do, she would do whatever others asked her to do, she was just like a tool person.

At the end of the day, I didn't eat anything to pad my stomach.

After the final salute, a photo is taken.

The photographer was found by Grandpa Wen, who said it was a special day and he had to take pictures.

After the photo was taken, Lingyan returned to the wedding room.

Not long after sitting on the marriage bed, the quilt was pushed away. Lingyan lifted the red cover and threw it aside: "Why did you come back?"

Wen Shenli smiled warmly, picked up the red cover, put it back on her, and then opened it again.

"Today is our wedding, of course I'm here to accompany you, not the guests."

Ling Yan took off the headdress, threw it on him, and finally lay on the bed with her feet kicked.

"sleep."

Wen Shenli hummed lightly, turned off the light that had just been installed, took off his coat and lay beside her.

Ling Yan hugged his waist, started to rip his clothes carelessly, and leaned forward to kiss him: "There is one last thing to do."

"Aren't you tired?" Wen Shenli tightened his fingers, closed his eyes, rolled his Adam's apple, and his voice was surprisingly hoarse.

"Then be a little more tired."

Wen Shenli lost control and held her back.

Lifted the quilt to cover her.

The quilt is so high that the scenery inside cannot be seen.

(End of this chapter)