Assassin Farmer

Anyway, she still can't face the family that preceded her.

She took possession of her body, but refused to give her filial piety to her parents and brothers.

But forgive her for being timid, and if they see a suspicion and then question her origins, and even look at her with a frightened eye, then what should she do with them and where should she go?

Let her deceive herself into shrinking in this remote and tranquil floral town, building a cozy sweet home with her beloved man, and having a few lovely, vibrant children... this is her only dream.

However, it is precisely in line with Simon Lin's intentions. Shall we say that they are husband and wife?

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”Mizuki, whatever your background, is now my wife, I will not let go. Never...”

At night, Lin Shiyao wrapped his hands around her as much as he could. He was unrestrained, but did not hesitate to ask for her.

She climbed his thick, warm shoulders and climbed into a glorious paradise countless times in his healthy and raging rhythm...

And his mumbling promises, repeatedly echoing in her ear socket...

Until she slept exhaustedly in the bend of his arm, his heat would not spray out into the deepest depths of her body until he fell asleep...

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Neither of them mentioned anything about her background in the next few days, as if it was just a dream for the three of Stu to come to the door that day.

Shake your head funny, Buddha goes to these cluttered thoughts. Keep your head down and embroider this "Guanyin Sender Chart."

The protagonist on the picture is the gentle Master of Guanyin, with a flowing fairy coat, holding a pure bottle with a willow branch in one hand and a lovely doll with a belly pocket in the other. Floating amongst the clouds surrounding the clouds.

Embroidered, Su Shuiju was attracted to the big fat doll with a real, cute smile in front of him.

It has been six months since I thought of marrying Yao, but there is no sign of having a child.

I heard Aunt Lau talk about it a while ago and asked if she had done anything about it. Otherwise, how come she hasn't been pregnant for half a year?

Aunt Lau is worried about herself, too. After all, as a woman, if she can't have children, she will cheat the rest of her life, even if she is not disliked by her husband's family, leading to the birth of the couple.

Just like Aunt Lau's daughter-in-law, who has never been seen before, and her oldest son, who has been silent all day. Even if their original couple's emotions were any better, they couldn't stand the ruthless passage of years. After all, without children, it's a shame.

Reach over your still flat belly gently, can't help but hope to get pregnant quickly. She can't imagine, if she had nothing to do with her life, would Yao... opt for divorce... or concubine?

No, she shook her head violently, no, he was hers, she was the only one.

She's a little bit, why her mother-in-law is so lonely.

Instead of a one-on-one exclusive affair, it was born separated by others. Wouldn't a woman be willing to bear such a broken love?

With this in mind, Su Shuihui squeezed his lips tightly and mumbled at the real and peaceful Guanyin Master on the "Guanyin Delivery Chart" in front of him: Sir, I will have a child, right?

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The first three days of Xi Cui's marriage, she found Su Shuiju again and invited her to join her in the Qingyu Temple to enter Xiangqi.

This time, she was willing or even extremely proactive to accompany Xicui to Qingfeng to prostrate herself to incense.

It goes without saying that what Xi Cui seeks is marriage. And she, for her children.

Kneeling on the futon in front of the Golden Doctor of Guanyin, he respectfully prayed with his hands. After three weeks, he lit incense flames, bowed his bow in a courtesy, and begged in his heart.

Legend has it that the Master of Guanyin in the Qingyu Temple of Flourishing City is very experimental. Only because of its remoteness, not many people were informed. Of course, the so-called spirituality also requires the pious respect of men and women of good faith, and what is required is not that which violates the rules of heaven and earth, nor that which hurts God.

Lin Shiyao stood outside the threshold of the Qingyu Temple. For him, who was covered in blood, entering the temple to worship, was undoubtedly a disguised desecration of Buddha.

However, he was extremely relieved not to protect her from climbing the mountain into the temple. Helpless, he had to stay outside the threshold of Qingyu Temple. The gaze still follows the gentle shadow of Ting Ting.

Watch her pray respectfully and pray with piety. I wonder what she's asking for.

If he had known that this little woman came only for his children, he would have had to laugh out loud, wouldn't he?

The fact is that, after the marriage, he thought that her fifteen-year-old delicate body should not be able to withstand the hardships of October, so he repeatedly stimulated her individual points in advance and after each day to the detriment of her conception.

However, long after Stu's arrival and departure, he stopped preventing her from becoming pregnant and spared no effort to cultivate it again, in the hope that she would conceive his child as soon as possible.

He's always had some hidden anxiety. This anxiety became even more evident as several people appeared and learned that she was likely to have a family background.

And so he began to crave to have a tangle that belonged to him and her - the child. And if he's not mistaken, these days, she should be.

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After returning from the Qingyu Temple, Su Shuiju returned to his peaceful past.

In the Qing Yu Temple, facing the Master of Guanyin, she immediately realized: But there are things in this world that cannot be compelled. It should be hers, there must be. It's not her fault. It's not what she wants. All prayers are nothing but a comfort to her anxious heart.

After I figured it out, I let go of my anxious expectations for my child.

Three days left for Xi Cui to marry. Her makeup gift was already embroidered. Just waiting to go to Labor's tomorrow to put on makeup.

Lin Siyao spent basically all these days on the ground, and a whole acre of crops has been planted. Now, we're just waiting to harvest that acre of mature winter wheat. And after harvesting the acreage of winter wheat, he was going to plant all the rice.

In this way, food security will be guaranteed for one year at home. It should be said that if the heavenly lord does not send down punishment, the harvest of these two acres will not only be enough for the family to eat, but also half the surplus can be left for the next year in case.

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March 18, a good day to marry, the heavens are beautiful, the sky is clear.

In the early morning, Su Shuijuan went to Lao's house to help. Mainly, Xi Cui loved the makeup work on her hands. She came to the door the other day and put it on Xi Cui today.

Looking at the anticipation and hiding a little nervous Xicui, he covered Hippa, sat on the kang head and waited for her future husband and son-in-law to greet her. Su Shuijuan can't help but remember himself six months ago. Is that how it must be?

Sigh, it's going so fast. It's been over a year since I've been here. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com) and your support is my biggest motivation.)