Through the 80s farm daughter-in-law

Chapter 1

After Fu Ning sat at the table for three hours, the pimple between his brows got bigger and bigger, and finally became a knot.She took a deep breath, and the pen twirled a few times between her slender fingers and landed on the design draft with messy lines.

Fu Ning did not pick up the pen again, but took a light breath, got up and sat on the sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window, took out a davidoff, lit it, and put it between his lips.She looked up at the blue-white sky outside the french windows. A plane was slowing across the sky, pulling out a wisp of white smoke, which was really charming.

Fu Ning didn't move his eyes, and a string of smoke rings spewed out from his lips, thinking in his heart, maybe she should put down everything now and go for a walk.

Without life, there can be no good design.

Of course, Fu Ning's decision to withdraw from the fashion industry is temporary, and traveling is just to seek design inspiration.Unexpectedly, the fate was not good, and one hour after the plane took off, it was in distress.

In the panic, chaos and tragedy of the American blockbusters, she lost consciousness and was in a state of confusion for a long time, just as if there was no more Funing in the world, but after a long time, she miraculously regained her consciousness.

Fu Ning felt the glimmer of light leaking from his eyes, and his heart, which had been emotionless for a long time, stirred up slight ripples.That is to say, after experiencing death, we know the value of life.

In addition to feeling the light, she could also feel the pain on her forehead, as if there was an injury.Then, someone was holding her hand, rough and hot.

Even though he became conscious, Funing couldn't open his eyes immediately.She thought, could it be that she survived a catastrophe and was rescued after the plane crashed?Hurt your head?
After a while, she slowly opened her eyes.I thought it would be in a hospital ward, but it turned out to be a completely unfamiliar place.Wooden beams, unpainted red brick walls, a man with a tough silhouette.

Fu Ning blinked a few times weakly, and was about to ask where this was, when he suddenly realized something was wrong.In her mind, there is one more person's life experience and memory.

The man holding her hand saw her wake up, and hurriedly moved forward, "Ah Ning, how are you? Is there any discomfort? If something really happened to you, I will take a hoe and go to the Liu family right now. Those bastards are desperate!"

Fu Ning blinked a few times weakly and slowly, seeing the anxious and worried expression on the man's face, he said in a hoarse voice for a long time: "I'm fine."

"Are you okay? Don't lie to me." The man still asked anxiously.

"It's all right." Funing replied again, with a calm expression.

The man's worried expression finally faded a little, and he slowly let go of Fu Ning's hand: "If you really want to go back to your mother's house, go back when you recover from your injuries. I won't stop you."

Fu Ning looked at him, not knowing what to say.She hasn't made up her mind yet, what can she say?

There was a moment of silence between the two, when another woman came in.The woman brought a bowl of white rice porridge to the man's hand, looked at Fu Ning and said, "A Ning, are you awake?"

"En." Funing nodded.

"You'll be fine when you wake up." After the woman finished speaking, she looked at the man and said, "You take good care of Ah Ning and eat the porridge. I'll make whatever you want."

"Okay, Mom, you've worked hard." The man looked at the woman and said, and the woman told Fu Ning to rest well, and left the room.

The man brought white rice porridge in front of Fu Ning, scooped up a little bit with a small spoon, put it near his mouth, blew it, and then brought it to Fu Ning's mouth: "Eat something, calm down."

Fu Ning frowned slightly, shook his head, "I don't want to eat."

The man was a little embarrassed, he had never served anyone like this before.Seeing Fu Ning's resolute expression, he didn't want to force him, so he put the bowl on the small table next to him with a "snap", lowered his head and held his breath, and said, "If you want to leave now, I'll send you back right now."

Fu Ning looked at him twice, then suddenly sat up from the bed, got out of bed and lay down in front of the mirror on the dressing table.Sure enough, she has time-traveled, and the delicate and delicate country beauty in the mirror is not her.

This person is also named Funing, the man just now was her husband Liu Chenglin, and the one who came in to deliver the meal was her mother-in-law Zhao Lanhua.

Fu Ning's hands supporting the dressing table trembled a little. He didn't know if he was excited because he didn't die, or because he was uncomfortable because all the careers he had spent most of his life had returned to zero.

Liu Chenglin stood behind her and asked incomprehensibly, "What are you looking at?"

Fu Ning took a breath, thinking that this matter is irreversible, so he can only accept it.Looking at the strange face in the mirror, she slowly sat down on the bench, raised her hand to touch her forehead, and said faintly, "I'm afraid there will be a scar."

Liu Chenglin was stunned behind her for a moment, then realized, and said in a low voice: "I'm married, why do you still care about this? The wound is not big, and there won't be much scar left. Even if you disfigure your face, I don't dislike you. if only……"

Fu Ning looked at Liu Chenglin's face in the mirror, touched the gauze twice, turned around as if nothing had happened, and said, "Where's the porridge just now?"

Liu Chenglin brought it to her, and she took it in her hand, picked up a spoon and ate the porridge slowly.

(End of this chapter)