I Transmigrated Into A Divorce And Remarried A Hunter Husband Chapter 157

Chapter 157, Wu's anger and miscarriage (2 more)

Heng Shiro didn't understand what happened to the Wu family all of a sudden?

He went back to the house to change clothes first, and then went to see his parents. A few children played outside the house, but he was very careful not to make too much noise.

Mr. Wu kept crying in the kitchen.

His face hurts, her hands hurt, and her heart feels uncomfortable. When the fire was burning, her hand was burned, and she kept hissing in pain.

"Mom, why are you crying?"

Wu Shi heard the voice and quickly wiped away tears.

"It was smoked a bit, why did you come here?" Wu stood up and asked her daughter.

"Grandma woke up, Dad asked me to come over and fetch a basin of hot water."

"it is good."

Mrs. Heng and old man Heng woke up, and then kept cursing Heng Yi and Han Qiao.

The words are vicious and unpleasant, making people feel chills when they hear them.

Mr. Wu stood at the door, watching Heng Shiro standing aside in silence.

Old man Heng was also silent.

She suddenly stepped into the house and threw the basin heavily on the ground, "Are you still scolding here? Isn't it all caused by you today? Heng Yi was so kind to his family in the early days, and he earned money from hunting every day. The money, he didn't take a single penny, and it all went into your pockets. You are still not satisfied, and you keep torturing and squeezing him. Now that he has his own home, he doesn't care about you anymore. You still don't know how to repent, and still Scold here."

"You are really too greedy, too vicious, and too disgusting."

The people in the room were shocked by Wu's words.

Grandma Heng got up and wanted to beat Wu.

Wu yelled angrily, "If you dare to move a finger of mine today, tomorrow my natal brothers will break Heng Shiro's leg."

Heng Pozi was shocked in place.

"Whatever you like, if you are not convinced, go to Heng Yi's house and see if he will talk to you."

"Look at vicious, unreasonable, and greedy people like you, let alone insignificant people, even I feel disgusting when I look at it, it's disgusting."

"Wu Shi!" Heng Shiro shouted angrily.

Wu Shi looked at Heng Shiro, "You useless bastard, I've had enough of you, I don't need to pass this day."

She turned around and went back to the house, and the children immediately called for their mother to follow.

After returning to the house, Mrs. Wu felt some pain in her abdomen, which was faint at first, and gradually became more and more painful.

"Mother, mother?"

In the next room, Mrs. Heng was still scolding Mrs. Wu for being unruly, and scolding Shiro Heng was useless because she couldn't control her daughter-in-law.

Just now when Mrs. Wu said that about his parents, he should have slapped Mrs. Wu severely.

"Mom, shut up." Heng Shiro was also annoyed.

Hearing the cry of a child from the next door, he hurried out of the house to look.

Seeing Mrs. Wu sitting slumped on the ground with blood all over her body.

"Hua'er..." Heng Shiro exclaimed.

Even if he has no knowledge, he still knows that the Wu family may have a miscarriage.

He stepped forward to help Wu Shi, Wu Shi beat him for a while.

"Don't get excited, I'll call the doctor."

It's just that at this time, it's useless if the doctor comes.

The child is still gone.

Heng Shiro sat on the side dumbfoundedly, touched some money and asked the eldest son to take his younger siblings to buy steamed buns.

"Father, there is nothing to sell now."

Keng Shiro had to go to the kitchen by himself, but he couldn't do anything.

Went to the next door again, and asked the sister-in-law next door to come over and help cook a meal.

The sister-in-law next door swallowed, "Your mother won't catch me and scold me, will she? Or forget it."

In fact, I still don't want to and don't want to help.

The old woman's swearing is too ugly.

On weekdays, Li Koshiro and Wu Shi are kind people, and occasionally they send some unsold dishes to the neighbors, and everyone has a good relationship.

"Sister-in-law, don't worry, my mother will never talk too much."

"All right, all right, for your daughter-in-law's sake."

"Thank you, sister-in-law."

Grandma Heng really didn't scold anyone this time, because of Wu's miscarriage, the look Heng Shiro gave her made her a little scared.

Old man Heng was also silent.

This time I came to Puyi County overnight, almost tossing half my life, the two old things are indeed a little scared.

In the twinkling of an eye, it will be the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, and tomorrow will be the New Year's Eve. Han Qiao is pregnant but doesn't show it.

Heng Yi is busy practicing boxing every day, practicing sword with the recovered white tea.

Some people are born to learn martial arts.

For example, Heng Yi.

He learns boxing very quickly, and he also learns sword very quickly.

A set of swordsmanship, he will soon be able to practice it by himself.

Others are busy celebrating the New Year, but he is busy practicing martial arts to improve his skills. Busy reading, reading, busy with my wife.

Those children are taught by Baicha, and Heng Yi basically can't control or care about them.

With white tea as a training partner, Heng Yi's martial arts improved rapidly.

With such a high courtyard wall, he turned over and landed on the ground without making a sound.

Bai Cha sighed several times that his master was not born well enough and was not well-trained since he was a child. If he was born into a wealthy family, he must be a great fighter.

Han Qiao is in the house checking the monthly money and rewards that Minger will give to his servants.

Children's New Year's money.

A few who call her mother will give more, and other children will also give some.

She never thought that a bowl of water should be flat, and Duan should also give the children some hope and sweetness, let them know that this mansion is not just for servants, it is also the home for them to live and work for now.

Grandma and Heng Yi also need lucky money.

Han Qiao already knew who to choose to be the maid.

These will be announced tomorrow.

The window grilles, lucky characters, couplets, and firecrackers are all ready, and it will be New Year's Eve.

On New Year's Eve, the sky is beautiful, the sun comes out, shining on the earth, and the atmosphere is warm.

In the hall of Heng's mansion, grandma sat at the main seat, Han Qiao and Heng Yi sat on the side, and several children stood.

Han Qiao first gave monthly silver and rewards to everyone in the mansion, and said words of encouragement.

"This year is our first acquaintance, and it is also the first year we have known each other. No matter whether it is good or bad, we will turn the page today. Wait until tomorrow's New Year's Day, and it will be a new beginning. Let's work hard together and make a lot of money. , besides the monthly silver, there are also generous rewards, as long as you can bear hardships and stand hard work, you can always make a lot of money, this sentence is for you, and it is also for me and the master."

"I have already decided on the candidates for the eldest maid, Shulan and Duanyue."

"The chief steward in the mansion is white tea, the front yard is housekeeper Hu, and Aunt Zhao is responsible for the kitchen purchases."

"Many things will also be handled by Duanyue and Shulan."

Han Qiao's words seemed flirtatious, but they also greatly reduced Butler Hu's power.

The housekeeper Hu's family of three stood aside, Han Qiao didn't know what was going on in his heart.

She didn't have so much time and thought to study and care, the road was walked out by herself, and the blood bubbles on the soles of her feet were also ground out by herself.

The children's New Year's money has to be given after dinner.

"Now, let's put up window grilles, couplets, and lanterns." Han Qiao said with a smile.

She can't do these words now, so she can only stand aside and give Heng Yi command.

It's just that neither she nor Heng Yi thought that Heng's family would come to the house on New Year's Eve.

(end of this chapter)

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