The wicked wife is pregnant again and again, and she takes her whole family flying with her spatial

The next day.

"Sir? Sir?"

Early in the morning, the staff in charge of cemetery management saw a motionless person lying there in front of the grave.

The two men mustered their courage and stepped forward, calling out twice.

There has still been no response.

Just when both of them thought that everything was going wrong that day, after encountering a corpse.

An old man who was cleaning came over, glanced at it, and then continued cleaning.

"Don't worry about it. This man has been here many times. This is where his wife is buried."

Hearing this, the two breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, He Lin woke up.

He sat up and leaned against the tombstone.

He pulled a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket.

But they couldn't find a lighter no matter what they tried.

One of them handed over his lighter.

They recognized him; he was the family's boss, a frequent face in newspapers and on television.

He Lin wasn't good at smoking, so he choked after just one puff.

"Sir, is there anything we can do for you?"

He Lin then looked at the two of them, staggered to his feet, and waved his hand.

He patted his pockets again, but couldn't find a suitable handkerchief.

He then took off his undershirt, wiped the tombstone clean, and made sure that the surrounding flowers were not withered.

He strode away.

The two managers stood there, stunned.

"Are you sure this is the boss of the family, and you haven't mistaken him for someone else?"

"Of course not! I admire him so much. I can't think of anyone else who could build their own business empire in five years. I don't think we'll meet another person like him in the next hundred years."

His companion's praise made him curiously look at the person on the tombstone next to him.

It lists his birth and death dates.

After seeing this, one can't help but exclaim, "He's been dead for five years, that's a real man."

"Let me see."

What catches the eye is a black and white photo on the tombstone; upon closer inspection, it is a very beautiful woman.

"She and Mr. He were indeed a perfect match, it's a pity her life ended in her twenties."

……

hospital.

Although he didn't take too much medicine, the pills he was successfully fed last night brought He Jianguo back to life.

The doctor came this morning and saw that he was able to sit up and eat independently.

I've started to doubt myself, wondering if there's something wrong with the test results.

Logically speaking, he should be bedridden for at least ten days to half a month.

The doctor's words reminded He Xinglan of what Wen Xue had said the night before.

An'an gave her father, who was in a coma, the medicine.

Could it really be that the medicine that worked? But where did he get it from?

He Xinglan's nephew, He Ning'an, who was on her mind, was sitting in Yu Lian's car at that moment.

Last night, instead of going home, he secretly took a taxi to the address on the note his mother had left for him in his schoolbag.

He remembered it after just one look. There were a few minor hiccups along the way, but thankfully he arrived home safely in the end.

Unable to resist the child's request, and since no one else was at the He family's house, Yu Lian agreed to let the child stay for one night.

The next day, we set off early to pick up the schoolbag and then drove the child to school.

It's highly likely that she didn't check the almanac before going out today.

The car was parked in the usual spot, and the mother and son got out one after the other.

But neither of them expected that after getting off the bus, they would encounter Wen Xue with three children.

The family driver was left at the hospital on standby, so Wen Xue came to take the children to school today.

I recently went on a trip and finally managed to persuade them to come back to school.

Unfortunately, Wen Xue witnessed the whole thing.

The eldest son of the He family, the new generation, stepped out of a beat-up little car with a roaring engine.

He was even chatting and laughing with a fat woman.

This father and son repeatedly overturned her understanding.

"An'an, aren't you going to explain this?"

He Ning'an habitually ignored Wen Xue and the three timid children following behind her.

"...Auntie, let's go."

He Ning'an paused for a while before changing her mind and pulling her mother into the school.

Wen Xue looked at the plump woman and remembered what the cook from the He family had told her a couple of days ago: a plump woman had a quarrel with her family because of a misunderstanding.

"Mommy Xuexue, brother doesn't need to pay attention to us..."

Holding the teddy bear tightly in her arms, her voice was full of unease and sadness.

Yu Lian felt the same way at that moment.

"Mommy Xuexue, who is that person? Why does my brother like her but not me?"

He Ningchuan and He Ningze exchanged a glance and then quickly followed.

Only He Ningxi stood still, pulling Wen Xue aside and asking her all sorts of questions.

At this moment, Wen Xue's mind was also blank.

She thought of one possibility, but found it quite amusing.

But she is a woman, and it cannot be ruled out that she might want to get close to He Ning'an in order to curry favor with He Lin or the He family.

"Manman, this person doesn't look like a good person at all. Remember to help your brother at school and drive the bad guy away."

"Okay, Xuexue's mom, I'm going to school now, you can go back."

The little girl seemed to have boundless energy as she ran towards her brother with all her might.

Wen Xue looked at the bulky figure from behind, shrugged with amusement, and turned to leave.

There were very few people at the school's side gate. Hearing the sound of an engine behind her, Yu Lian's lips gradually curled into a smile.

Then, as if they had received some kind of command at the same time, she and An'an stopped and turned around.

They encountered the two brothers who rushed forward.

Yu Lian hugged one in each arm and kissed them.

"Let me go, you fatso! You filthy fatso! You janitor! If you don't let me go, I'll get the principal to expel you."

Manman saw her brother being held hostage by this fat aunt and instinctively ran back, but her brother grabbed her by the collar.

"Big brother! You're a bad guy! I don't like you anymore!"

He Ning'an gave a soft snort, but still pulled her younger sister in front of her mother.

Yu Lian looked at this mischievous devil, made a face, and then hugged her unwilling daughter in her arms.

Do you miss me?

He Ningxi felt a chill of fear, thinking that her brother must have met a crazy woman.

Neither I nor my brother know her, so why should we think about her?

"No! No! No! I don't want you, let me go!"

The next second, Yu Lian safely placed the child on the ground.

Then, without looking back, he walked back to school without any hesitation.

Seeing this, He Ning'an quickly followed.

"Mom, you can go and see the children in the second grade class when you have lunch. They seem normal now, but their eating problems are showing."

"Okay, let's go eat first."

Yu Lian prepared a loving breakfast for her son.

In less than three minutes of interaction, she gained a basic understanding of the three children's current situation.

"Brother, don't you want us anymore?"

They chased after him, still determined not to give up.

The two mischievous younger brothers abandoned their studies as soon as they entered the school and ran off to the soccer field.

"Hey, where are you taking my brother?"

He Ning'an didn't want her younger sister to ruin the time she had worked so hard to spend with her mother.

He turned his head and said without any mercy, "You don't listen to me. Didn't I tell you that I'm not your brother anymore? Don't follow us."

Hearing this, He Ningxi felt uncomfortable.

"Hmph, just like Xuexue's mother said, my brother is a big bad guy! I don't want you as my brother! I have my second brother and third brother!"

He Ningxi, who had originally wanted to run away, was grabbed by the collar again.

They carried it all the way into a small lounge.