I Transmigrated Into A Divorce And Remarried A Hunter Husband Chapter 52

Chapter 52, Her Heart and Eyes Are All About Her

Heng Yi heard the words, gently held Han Qiao's hand and placed it on his heart.

Nodding slightly.

When you look down, the eye frame is moist.

For so many years, Heng Yi never felt weak.

Even though he was scratched by the tiger a few times, he didn't feel any pain.

But at this moment, Han Qiao held his hand and said a few words in such a gentle voice, but it made him want to cry suddenly.

"Okay, I answer you!"

After the medicine was ready, Han Qiao told Heng Yi to go to bed after taking the medicine.

His early clothes, Han Qiao, were washed, dried and stacked.

From time to time, I have to worry about whether Heng Yi will have a fever, and Han Qiao stayed up for half the night.

Heng Yi did have a fever in the middle of the night. Han Qiao fed him medicine and wiped his sweat again.

The three children were very worried that Heng Yi would not be able to hold on.

"Axiu, Ayi, go to sleep, I will watch over Uncle Heng."

"Mother..."

"Go!"

And Heng Yi fell asleep until noon on the first day of August. When he woke up, there was a faint smell of medicine in the room.

The doors and windows were all open, and the breeze blew into the house, carrying a puff of heat, but he felt very comfortable.

There was a slight sound coming from the front yard, and Heng Yi could hear that it was Han Qiao who was taking the children to make purses.

It should be more than the four of them, there are others.

There is also a faint smell of porridge coming from the kitchen next door.

It is true that there are not only Han Qiaoniang and four in the main room, but also Han Yuanyuan and Yaodi's four children.

The older ones help cut the fabric, while the younger ones play house on the side.

The fabrics that can be used as purses have been piled high, and they need to be spliced again when the time comes.

Han Qiao got up and walked towards the backyard, intending to see Heng Yi.

Seeing him smirking with his eyes open, Han Qiao laughed too, "You're awake."

"Are you hungry? Do you want to get up and urinate?"

"Um!"

Heng Yi nodded.

Han Qiao stepped forward to help him sit up, "Do you want to urinate in the room? Or go to the latrine?"

"Go to the latrine, sister Aqiao, I'm much better!"

He is actually not that delicate. Although it hurts a bit, he is not unable to move.

It means being cared for by people, feeling at ease, and it's okay to be vulnerable.

"I know, but you are injured, please help you."

Heng Yi hummed, and let Han Qiao help him to the latrine.

Han Qiao fetched water for him to wash his hands.

Got mouthwash again, dipped a little bit of toothpaste on the pig hair brush for brushing teeth, and asked him to brush his teeth carefully.

"Brush your teeth?" Heng Yi was extremely surprised.

He has lived for twenty-four years, and he has never brushed again.

It's all about chewing on willow branches.

"Well, it's clean like this."

"Hurry up and brush, I'll scoop up the porridge for you to cool down."

Heng Yi brushed his teeth obediently, cleaned it slowly and put it on the shelf.

He found that they were all bamboo jars, ranging from short to tall, and several of them were different, but his tallest, the one next to hers should be Han Qiao's bamboo jar.

The edges of the cloth towels on the side were all embroidered, and he didn't recognize them, but judging from the order in which they were hung, the last one should also be for him.

He stretched out his hand to touch it lightly, being careful not to damage it.

Heng Yi suddenly laughed.

Almost instantly, there was an indescribable feeling about this place.

He is also part of the family.

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and eat porridge, and go back and lie down after eating." Han Qiao urged in the kitchen.

Hengyi walked into the kitchen obediently.

Sitting on a stool, sipping porridge.

Han Qiao was cleaning up on the side, "I will stew a chicken for you tonight, do you want to eat clear stew? Or fry it and then stew it?"

"All good, I don't choose!"

Heng Yi really doesn't pick anything, he will eat anything.

Han Qiao glanced at Heng Yi when he heard the words, "Then let's stew it. It's lighter on a hot day. Would you like to eat chicken noodle soup? I'll order noodles later. Let's have chicken noodle soup at night. It's delicious with some green onions!"

"Yuanyuan and the others stayed here to eat for a few nights."

These words are more or less a temptation.

When Han Qiao said it, she looked at Heng Yi.

Even if Heng Yi is a little dissatisfied and frowns, she will seriously consider her marriage.

Heng Yi still nodded silly, "Okay!"

Maybe he didn't notice what Han Qiao said at all?

I only remember that I had chicken noodle soup to eat at night.

Han Qiao smiled.

Heng Yi ate porridge and went to rest, while Han Qiao was going to kill an old hen.

By the way, I told the children to eat chicken noodle soup at night, and the children danced happily.

Desperately wanting to help.

"No need to help, I can do it myself."

Kill the chicken, chop it into pieces, put it in a pot and boil it, then simmer on low heat.

Because there are many children, Han Qiao also puts a lot of water.

Then knead the dough.

Children of this age have no idea of losing weight or going on a diet. They just want to eat well and sleep when they are tired after playing for a while.

Regardless of their young age, they can play a lot of things, such as pretend play, hide-and-seek, eagles and chickens, hopscotch, shuttlecock kicking, any one of them can play for an afternoon, and they still enjoy it.

Han Qiao is still preparing the dough here, and Han Yuanshi came over with a dozen cucumbers.

"Are you awake?" Han Yuanshi asked.

Tomorrow is the second year of junior high school. If the right person who proposes the marriage does not show up, people will gossip after all.

"woke up!"

Han Qiao took the cucumber, thinking about making a cold cucumber salad at night, the noodles would be the best.

Han Yuanshi nodded, "Have you asked Heng Yi yet? Will you come to propose marriage tomorrow?"

"I haven't had time to ask, take this matter slowly, and don't rush it for a day or two."

"That is to say, the house is ready, your sister-in-law and second sister-in-law have cleaned up inside and out, and no one in the family will go out to work tomorrow, so I just want to make a marriage arrangement for you. Yes, a good day is also chosen."

Han Yuanshi lowered her voice, "You have already been married once, and you have three children. Ren Hengyi is the first marriage, so you can't procrastinate. What if someone preempts you?"

The idea of the Han family is the same.

Get married earlier and get married.

It doesn't matter whether you live in the town or go back to Xishan Village.

Of course, the Han family hoped that Heng Yi would live in Xishan Village, so that they could teach the children boxing and kicking, and take them into the mountains to hunt and make money.

"Mother, don't worry, this matter will not change."

Han Qiao is still appeasing Han Yuanshi.

There was a knock on the gate, followed by a crisp female voice, "Is anyone there?"

Han Qiao and Han Yuanshi all walked to the door.

Then I saw Zhenniang, dressed in a rich and enchanting manner, standing at the door with her maid.

Han Qiao looked at Zhenniang.

With just one glance, Han Qiao, who is well-informed, can see that Zhenniang has a dusty look. Although she tries her best to hide it, her seductive eyes and look of looking at people tell others that she is not a serious person.

"Who are you looking for?" Han Qiao asked.

Zhenniang also looked at Han Qiao.

She thought that a twenty-seven-year-old woman should be very old, dirty, and even a bit desolate.

But the woman in front of her is beautiful, her brows seem gentle, but her eyes are extremely firm and calm.

"Are you the Han family who wants to be engaged to Heng Yi? I am Zhenniang, a childhood sweetheart with Heng Yi."

(end of this chapter)

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