Master Pei, your wife is too cruel

Chapter 37

The small courtyard is still the same as when she was a child, with chickens and ducks running around everywhere.If you are not careful, it is easy to step on chicken shit.

Sang Qing likes raising chickens and ducks very much, not for food, nor for selling money, but purely to relieve boredom and to have more voices at home.

Sang Nuan came to the door of the house, and before knocking on the door, she smelled the fragrance of medicine wafting from the crack of the door.

"Mom, Mom, I'm Little Sanguo, open the door for me, Mom."

Sang Nuan yelled while knocking on the door, and then there was an earth-shattering coughing sound in the room.She panicked immediately, and knocked on the door twice as hard as before: "Mom, Mom, are you okay, Mom, open the door..."

The door opened with a click, and Sang Qing stared at Sang Nuan in disbelief, "Little, little Sanguo, you..."

Sang Nuan didn't give her a chance to speak at all, rushed into the room and hugged Sang Qing, trembling with excitement, "Mom, mom..."

Sang Qing originally wanted to ask her why she was here, but she couldn't ask anything after being hugged by Sang Nuan.

She hasn't seen her daughter for a whole year and a half, and every time she misses Sang Nuan, she calls Qin Keming's house, either to say that Sang Nuan is not there, or to be humiliated.

Gradually, she stopped beating.

If you really can't think about it, just look at the photos of Sang Nuan when she was a child.

Sang Qing felt like a dream, she was still talking to the moon last night, her little Sanguo's 18th birthday, she didn't know if she was happy or not.

Today, Sang Nuan stood in front of her alive.

"Little Sanguo, let mom see, have you lost weight? Are you unhappy at the Qin family? Oh, by the way, your 18th birthday yesterday, mom made a gift for you, and..."

Sang Qing chattered in her ear endlessly, so true, at this moment, Sang Nuan really felt the only thing that made her crazy so happy since her rebirth.

God is finally fair.

Tears burst out of her eyes like weeping with joy, she wanted to hold back, but she was so happy, so happy!

Mom is still here, she is not dead, and everything can still be saved.

Sang Qing felt that something was wrong with Sang Nuan, and pushed Sang Nuan away from her arms with some force. Seeing her daughter's face crying like a cat, Sang Qing's heart was gripped.

"What?! Why are you crying, little Sanguo, who bullied you?" Sang Nuan cried desperately, watching her cry and laugh, but didn't speak.

Sang Qing made her confused, and then thought of something, pulled her and forced her to ask: "Did Qin Keming bully you, huh? Talk to me, you dead girl, talk to me, are you going to kill my mother?"

Sang Qing's heart was twisted like a knife. Her little Sanguo had always been strong and never liked to cry since she was a child. If she cried like this all of a sudden, she might have suffered a lot of grievances.

It was the first time that Sang Qing regretted sending Sang Nuan away for a year and a half, whether she made a mistake in her original decision.

She walked to the back of the door, picked up the broom that was as long as a person behind the door, and rushed out while pulling Sang Nuan.

"Go, Mom will go back to the Qin family with you. Those bastards of the Qin family must have bullied you. Mom will avenge you!"

"mom!"

Sang Nuan suddenly hugged Sang Qing's waist, and knelt down for Sang Qing with a plop.

Sang Qing paused, and then heard Sang Nuan crying: "Mom, you are sick, why didn't you tell me!"

This sentence was a knot in Sang Nuan's previous life. She wanted to ask, but unfortunately she didn't have the chance.

There was a flash of panic on Sang Qing's face, and he dodged his eyes and said, "You, you bastard, what nonsense are you talking about, how can you curse your mother for being sick like that."

(End of this chapter)