C2 Infantile Parenthood

Lee Qingzi's fingers tightened slowly. His face was as black as the bottom of a pot. Suppressing his anger, he suddenly pulled her away.

His hands, body, clothes, and the backpack on his back were all covered in black mud.

"Sha Chun, well done, well done, well done!" Seeing this, the children burst out into laughter.

Sha Chun really thought that she had done something good. She happily tapped her forehead as she carefully moved towards her husband.

"I'll say it again, get out of my way!" Lee Qingzi's cold gaze was directed towards her. His tone was filled with a strong fury, as if he would explode in the next moment.

Sha Chun sensed that the atmosphere wasn't good. She shuddered and timidly moved backwards. "Hubby …"

Although his voice was soft, Lee Qingzi's face had become dark and distorted.

Hubby, hubby, hubby... Every time she saw this fool, she would always address him as her husband!

"Listen up, I'm not your husband. Never appear in front of me again in this life! I never want to see you again! " He leaned very close, his tone was as cold as ice.

Tears immediately seeped out of Sha Chun's scarlet eyes.

In her world, Hubby was like a colorful candy. She would be sweet whenever she thought of it, and she used all her strength to chase after the candy.

But it felt like he had failed.

Sha Chun didn't understand the meaning behind Lee Qingzi's words, but she knew that her husband hated her as well. He disliked her more than anyone else.

She extended her hand and handed the jujube forward. Before she could say anything, Lee Qingzi sternly rebuked her with a fierce gaze, "Scram! I told you to scram! "

Sha Chun immediately retracted her hand. She timidly stepped back as she watched her husband walk further and further away.

Lee Qingzi tried his best to shake off the mud on his body. Not wanting to look at her again, he left in large strides.

"It's over, not good …" Sha Chun clutched at her chest, tears streaming down her face.

Everyone was shocked. No one had ever seen her like this. Normally, Sha Chun would laugh merrily and sometimes cry out loud, but no one had ever seen her like this.

Mud, blood, tears... Mixed in with the face.

The dried mud on his face was extremely uncomfortable. Sha Chun didn't know where the discomfort came from, but she scratched her face with all her might. Her fingers, which had not been trimmed for a long time, were very long.

A bloody wound appeared on her hand, and her face was in extreme pain.

"Pain …" "It hurts …" Sha Chun pinched and squeezed her face more and more, hoping that the pain would lessen a little.

The child at the side stared blankly. He did not dare to laugh anymore and asked in a low voice, "What happened to that fool?"

Sha Chun did not stop. Her fingertips were covered in mud, and blood was dripping from her face. At a glance, she looked like a horrifying scene, making one's scalp tingle.

Finally, someone couldn't bear to watch any longer, so he walked over and patted her on the shoulder, saying with good intentions, "Sha Chun, stop it. "The mud can be washed clean in the water …"

"Water, water …"

She was in so much pain that she heard the sound of a pair of scarlet eyes searching for water. Seeing the river on the Broken side of the river, Sha Chun stared blankly in that direction, as if what would happen if she was a second too late?

"Ahh, fool …" The villagers saw her run away, sighed, and went back.

There were a few bluestone blocks by the river, making it convenient for the women to wash their clothes. Sha Chun desperately rushed into the water, stepping on the moss on the stone and slipping into the water.

Streams of water flowed into her nose and mouth. Sha Chun choked and screamed desperately, but her voice was slurred from shouting water.

People only pretended that she was playing with herself again. The sun was setting, and not long after, smoke began to rise from the village as everyone began to cook.

Madam Wang looked around at the door of the room for a long time, but still couldn't find her silly best friend. Sha Chun might have been crazy and silly all day, but she still knew to go home and understand some normal words. She also knew to go home and eat.

She ran her hands back and forth in front of the door.

At the other end of the village, in the river, a dirty body dyed black. His body became heavier and he lost consciousness.

There was only endless silence …

"..."

Cold, so cold …

When Gu Wanqing woke up, she felt exceptionally cold. Wet clothes stuck to his body, water wrapped around every inch of his skin, endless cold.

She used all her strength to wrinkle her brow. "Cold, so cold …"

After a shaky voice, Gu Wanqing opened her eyes. Countless pairs of eyes were staring straight at her, like looking at a monkey in a zoo.

A burning pain came from her face.

"Aiya, I finally woke up …" I said that my method would work, and sure enough, I woke up with two slaps. " One of the women shook her clothes and said with a smile.

Gu Wanqing instinctively clenched her fists and looked around.

She was by a small river, surrounded by old and small ancient people. These people did not want the TV to show them wearing expensive Tang suit and Han suit … It was just a few tattered cloths, but they were all long hair …

"Little girl, there's bound to be a chance that you'll wake up. This really makes me anxious." One of the older women grabbed her hand and stroked her face back and forth.

The woman's wrinkled face broke into a smile, and the calluses on her hands made Gu Wanqing feel uncomfortable.

She shifted her head, still staring dumbly at her surroundings.

Behind the crowd, someone whispered, "Sigh, for such a good-for-nothing, saving him might just be ruining the food." He had always been a fool, but now … Aunt Wang, you really have a hard time! "

The woman who touched Gu Wanqing just now was called Aunt Wang. Aunt Wang awkwardly smiled, "In the end, it's just a piece of meat that fell from my body, there's nothing I can do. "It's good that you're awake."

"Thank you everyone, please disperse." I will also bring the little girl back. " Aunt Wang smiled at the people around her and pulled Gu Wanqing up. She smiled and said, "You must be hungry. Mother will bring you back to eat."

"Mother?" Gu Wanqing's eyes widened as she stared at her dumbly. Her mind was racing as she tried to find a reasonable explanation for what had happened.

She remembered that she was on a plane to France, and that a week ago she had been sent to France to steal an extremely expensive painting. The difficulty of this mission was extremely high, but the reward was exceptionally beautiful. Gu Wanqing was going to finish the last stroke, then she could stop.

In her recent memory, she remembered that the plane seemed to have crashed, and she remembered fragments of panic among the passengers.

But then, why, why was she in such a poor place "? The main thing was that they all spoke Chinese, but when did Gu Wanqing have such a mother?

She smiled at Aunt Wang out of politeness and withdrew her hand. Turning around, Gu Wanqing saw the reflection of her ugly appearance in the river.

Oh my god!

His dirty face no longer had any facial features. The mud that had not been washed away by the river was still scattered all over his face. He was wearing a "rag" that even beggars would feel like when they saw it. His hair was even more "shocking"!

Gu Wanqing kept nodding her head back and forth. There was only one explanation she could think of, and that was that she had transmigrated.

The plane crash caused her to cross...

The heck! Other people are all princesses, pretty girls … Why was she like this?