Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

Su Haitang didn't know what he said next, so he hung up the phone in a daze and a bit embarrassed, and stood there in a daze for a while, full of worry.

Why can't people in the world be divided into good and bad, either purely good or completely bad?

That way it’s easy to decide what to do with it!

"Haitang, come."

Yan Fangqiong always paid attention to her daughter. When she saw her finishing the phone call, she quickly called someone over to ask patiently.

"Why are you unhappy? Is there something going on at home?"

Su Haitang felt a little relieved when he saw that her face was no longer pale and blue.

Finally, there was one more thing she did that was meaningful.

"No. Let me get you a glass of water."

Yan Fangqiong quickly stopped her.

"No, I'm not thirsty. Sit down and have a rest. You won't be idle when you come."

Su Haitang looked at her bright and gentle eyes, and her nervous heart felt a little more relaxed, as if the emotions that had made her breathless just now had dissipated.

"I'm not tired. I'm thirsty after talking for a long time, so I poured you a glass of water. Didn't you say yesterday that the water I poured was particularly sweet to drink? From now on, I will pour you water every day."

It's not that she made a random promise, but it was imperative.

Otherwise, why would he unknowingly mix it with spiritual spring water to condition Yan Fangqiong's body?

Yan Fangqiong stopped trying to persuade her and followed her figure with a smile, hinting at a hint of expectation.

Pour her water every day? Does this mean that my daughter accepted them from the bottom of her heart?

Su Haitang quickly brought a glass of water with some flavoring to feed Yan Fangqiong, but she caught it and drank it slowly.

"sweet."

Yan Fangqiong felt the sweetness from her mouth to her heart, and she felt that she felt a little better.

She took a closer look at her daughter's eyes, which were red from crying. Although she felt distressed, she considerately stopped asking about her daughter's concerns.

If you can say it, you will say it sooner or later. You can't force your child to eat hot tofu in a hurry.

"Haitang, please collect your things and let's go home."

Su Haitang groaned and asked in surprise: "Can I be discharged from the hospital?"

Yan Fangqiong wanted to sit up happily.

"I think it's okay!"

Su Haitang hurriedly helped her, and Yan Fangqiong smiled and patted her hand.

"I've had enough of living in this wretched place. Let's go home and I'll show you the paintings I painted and the flowers I planted. I also want to play the piano for you and knit sweaters and scarves for you!"

Her eyes were bright and her voice was full of yearning.

"Let's sing and draw together, plant and arrange flowers together, walk together and bake snacks together, and go shopping together. Mommy wants to dress my baby up as the most beautiful little princess in the world!"

Su Haitang thought along with her words, and his eyes soon became wet again. His emotions suddenly rose and fell, his sore back ached, and his swollen lower abdomen felt cramped, and then he felt a familiar heat.

She hurriedly let go of Yan Fangqiong's hand and rushed to the bathroom like a frightened rabbit.

No wonder her mood fluctuated so much. It turned out that her aunt was coming to visit.

Fortunately it was indoors, otherwise I would have made a fool of myself.

Su Haitang locked the bathroom door and dealt with the emergency urgently. His pants were already stained with blood.

She frowned in annoyance, pulled off two pieces of toilet paper pads, opened the door and went out to find new clothes to change into.

As soon as the door opened, she met Yan Fangqiong's sad eyes. She was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized.

She moved over unnaturally and explained in a low voice.

"I'm on my period. My clothes are dirty. I'll change them."

When Yan Fangqiong saw her daughter coming out, she immediately put on a gentle and smiling expression. When she heard her explanation, she even stretched her eyebrows and smiled freely.

"Then go quickly. You can't touch the cold water right now. Leave the dirty pants first. Don't wash them."

Seeing that she was really happy, Su Haitang felt relieved and went around to the single bed in the corner to find his bag and change clothes.

There was a sudden knock on the door, and then a man strode in.

"I'm back! Auntie, wife, do you miss me?"

Su Haitang froze, quickly stuffed the small clothes in his hand back into the bag, and gritted his teeth and cursed in his heart: Cheng Yuanzheng, you bastard!