The reborn cute wife is a ghost

Chapter 33 Your Name is Qiao Lang
Mother Qiao came in with a basin of hot water, wrung out a towel and wiped Fu Tianlang's face, looked at his handsome facial features, and asked, "Wanwan, where did you see him?"

Qiao Wan answered honestly, "Near the top of the mountain."

Qiao's mother wiped off the mud stains on Fu Tianlang's face, and finally fed him a bowl of soup. After everything was done, she said, "It's poor to be injured so badly, but I will send him away when he wakes up. If you encounter this kind of thing again in the future, you should come back and discuss with us first, and don't take strangers home casually."

Qiao Guan responded softly, and turned to look at Qiao Li, who happened to be looking at her too.

Qiao Li glared at her and yelled at Qiao's mother, "He has taken up the bed, where shall we sleep at night?"

Qiao's mother thought for a while, and only said: "You sisters share a room with me, and let Dad sleep on the sofa for a night."

Although Qiao Li was reluctant, since Qiao's mother opened her mouth, she would do nothing if she didn't want to, but she didn't take a good look at Qiao Wan. She always felt that Qiao Wan was weird, but she couldn't explain why.

So another night passed without incident.

The next day, Qiao Wan delivered porridge to Fu Tianlang. She wanted Qiao Li to go, but the second sister said "You brought him back, of course you have to take care of her" and drove Qiao Wan out.

The early morning mist has not dissipated, and because of the rain last night, the ground in the yard is mostly wet and slippery, and people can even make a neat row of mud prints when they step on it.

Qiao Wan walked up the steps, rubbing the toes of his shoes on the stone, and waited until the yellow mud from his foot was wiped off, before pushing open the door and going in.

The warm sunlight hit the edge of the bed, reflecting the young man's profile face. In fact, Fu Tianlang's facial features hadn't grown yet at this time, but he could already see the outline. When he grows up, he must have a sharp-edged face.

Qiao Wan took a step back, seeing him again after decades, her mood was a little confused.

In fact, back then, when he held her body to worship, she thought, if time could be turned back and everything could be restarted, would she still accept him?

At that time, she had the answer, and she would accept him because of his feelings and his kindness to her in the past.

but now?

Qiao Guan lowered her head and thought, she still can't figure out why she came back, who knows if she will drown again after 18 years?
She has been working as a ghost servant for decades. She is very clear about the rules of the underworld. When and why people die in this life, they are all clearly remembered in the life and death book. The wayward little young master, who was originally destined to die young this year, is still alive and kicking because of her. With such a change of fate, who knows if the retribution will come true on her?

Qiao Guan lowered her eyes, stirring the porridge in the bowl absent-mindedly, or she would avoid ordering from him in this life, after all, even she herself is a person whose future is uncertain, if she dies at any time, leaving him alone, would it be difficult Engage in another dark marriage?
Qiao Wan shivered, and turned to look at him subconsciously, who knew that when he turned around, he happened to bump into a pair of deep pupils.

There were too many emotions in those eyes, including bone-destroying longing, years of depression, and the sudden burst of emotion that seemed to have been silent for a long time, converging into a big stone, pressing down on her heart, making her almost breathless .

"you're awake?"

Qiao Guan was disturbed by his gaze, and hurriedly lowered his head to look at his clothes. Although the skirt on his body was left over by his sister, it was generally new, at least it hadn't been patched from beginning to end, and he could see it through the dressing mirror beside him. The silhouette inside is also a beautiful girl with big eyes and small mouth, what's wrong?He insisted on staring at her with such weird eyes?

Fu Tianlang didn't reply. He half sat on the bed and just stared at her stupidly. The girl in front of him was at most seven or eight years old, less than 1.5 meters tall, with baby-fat cheeks and two legs tied up with a red headband. With braided hair, he looks a little silly, but his eyes are still smart.

At this time, she was also looking at him with a pair of watery eyes, with puzzlement and confusion in her eyes, and a little bit of caution...

Fu Tianlang was startled, and silently concealed the frenzy and excitement in his eyes, but in an instant, he returned to his previous indifference.

Qiao Guan blinked, thinking that maybe he was too sensitive, so he put down his guard, stirred the rice porridge with a spoon, and handed it to him: "Drink?"

Fu Tianlang lowered his eyes, and a burst of rice scent aroused his appetite.

He had been starving for three days, and his whole body was already weak and weak. Of course, he didn't have the energy to eat by himself.

Qiao Wan thought for a while, picked up the spoon and fed it into his mouth mouthful, and he cooperated, and soon, the full bowl of white rice porridge bottomed out.

She glanced at the empty bowl in her hand, stood up and went to the kitchen.

"Also, I'll serve you another bowl."

She still remembers that when Fu Tianlang woke up in the previous life, the first thing he did was to gobble up all the porridge in the kitchen. At that time, the Qiao family's economy had just hit bottom, and a pot of white rice porridge meant nothing to them. It was the whole family's food for a day, but Fu Tianlang was allowed to eat cleanly, so she was naturally beaten as an accomplice.

As soon as Qiao Guan got up, his wrist tightened again, he turned his head and looked at him for half a second, and asked in puzzlement, "What's wrong?"

"I'm enough, you eat the rest." He slowly held her hand, his face unchanged.

Qiao Guan was astonished, and looked down at his thin figure: "There are still some in the kitchen, aren't you hungry?"

Fu Tianlang stared at her quietly, then shook his head: "No need."

Qiao Guan stared at him for a while, knowing that he must still be hungry, but she didn't force it.

At this time, the door was pushed open with a "squeak". Father Qiao came in with a bowl of medicine and asked Qiao Wan to feed him to drink. Then he stood by the bed and carefully looked at the boy in front of him.

About twelve or thirteen years old, although he is skinny and has little flesh, but fortunately he is tall enough, with sword eyebrows, star eyes, and a straight nose, and it is Fu Tianlang's lips that make old man Qiao look twice more. The bow-shaped lips are sensual and plump, and they are a little sexy when they are pursed. He knows how to look at his face, and he knows that such a person is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, has a strong personality, and also has an extraordinary ability to pass on the family line.

Qiao Wan lowered her head silently. She used to be young and didn't have so many twists and turns in her heart. Now that she looks at it with a different soul, she knows that she missed a lot back then.

(End of this chapter)