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MTL - Exile-~ Chapter 63
Looking at the Xianggong who was sleeping in bed, Su Eryan’s tears slammed down, only to feel the sadness in his heart.
This night, Su Diyi did not sleep for one night, cried for a night, and then woke up the next morning, his eyes were red, swollen and red.
Su Qingtong saw it, and he couldn’t bear it anymore. After all, he was his wife who had been with him for many years.
Touching her face and sighing, Su Qingtong said: "Don't cry."
Su Erzhen decided to look at him, tears and smashed it down. "What's good here? Can't you leave?" She really didn't want to stay here, every day there was a lot of work, and the diapers could not be washed. If you can't eat well, no one wants to understand her suffering.
Su Qingtong sighed and let her open her hands. She didn't talk, and there was nothing to say.
After Su Qingtong left, Su Erzhen sat down and cried.
After eating, Sun Zhe came early.
Su Qingtong left without leaving, and specially waited for him.
"Let's go, I won't go back to Beijing with you." Su Qingtong said to him.
Sun Zhe frowned. "Is this what my sister meant?"
"Yes."
"No."
Two voices sounded at the same time, one is Su Qingtong and the other is Su Erqi.
Su Qingtong looked at Su Erqi.
Su Erzhen did not look at him, she looked around the circle of people, her mother-in-law, her father-in-law, her uncle, she could not find any reason to stay.
"Auntie?" Su Qingtong looked at her.
Su Erzhen walked to Sun Zhe’s side and turned around. She had tears. “I don’t want to abandon you when Su’s family is down. I’ll come to this hill ditch with hardships, cook for you, and have children for you. You have suffered a lot. Now, you can't put yourself in the shoes for me to think about it for our daughters, leave me?"
Seeing Su Qingtong looking at her, Su Erjun continued: "Let's go to Beijing, it's not coming back, wait for life to be better, we can come back."
Su Qingtong thought about it, or refused. "This can't be done." It's not just a question of leaving. It's more to go to the capital, especially with the Sun family. Everything can be ruined by him.
Su Eryan’s tears fell again. “Well, you don’t want to go back to Beijing with me, I’m going.” When I said this, Su Qingtong still didn’t want to understand her. Su Diyi only felt that her heart was cold.
"Brother, let's go."
Su Qingtong, his wife will leave, he never thought about it. For a long time, no matter how bad he was, his wife did not disregard him and kept following him, so even after his wife was later ruined because of his poor life, he understood.
They have lived together for two years, today...
"Then, what about our daughter?" Su Qingtong was stupid. He didn't know how to keep his wife. After thinking for a long time, he thought of the daughter his wife most cares about.
Su Erzhen didn't go to see him, wiped his tears. "You don't think about her. What can I do?... Think about it, either you go with me or I go."
Su Erzhen felt that she had never been so bold, but she had to fight for herself. She had really had enough in the past days.
Sun Hao, also known as Su Erzhen, this time is really ironic to go.
All along, although he did not say, but Su Qingtong did not see his wife suffering, he also distressed, so he worked hard and wanted to earn more money.
It can be two years, and his efforts seem to be useless.
"Well, I will let you go."
"Walk and go." Originally, Su Erzhen burst into tears. She originally wanted to force Su Qingtong. I didn't expect Su Qingbai to actually guard this mountain ditch and would not leave with her.
......
Wearing beautiful clothes, sitting in a gorgeous carriage, Sun Hao holding and leaving the book, looking at the small village in the distance, obviously no longer have to live a hard time, but why is her heart empty?
"Qingtong," Mrs. Su opened the door and walked in. She looked at the second son who was already bored, and sighed. "Let's have a meal."
Although she was very distressed by her son, Mrs. Su did not speak for Su Erqi. When Su Erzhen left, she did not export.
She has never been a generous person. The woman, her former daughter-in-law, is going to take her son.
Su Qingtong quickly put away the hand and the book, "Mother, I don't..."
Hungry words have not been spoken, I heard a baby crying.
Su Qingtong stunned, it was his daughter.
The blink of an eye is another spring and autumn. In the winter, Su Qingbai was born, and gave birth to a boy. The little name was called rice, and the name was Jiang Wei.
Looking at the little son's day, Jiang Yan is even more anxious, it will take a year, so I don't know what their dishes are like.
"I promise you, next year, at the latest next year, I will definitely reverse the case for your family, pick up the dishes, and let our family reunite."
Su Qingbai didn't want to, he didn't talk, sighed, accompanied by the little son's fart.
Su Qingbai turned around and saw, "Pull."
Jiang Yan blackened his face and changed his diaper to Jiang Yan. He washed his buttocks and turned his face black.
In these five months, the three emperors let Jiang Wei see how sincere he is.
Seeing that the Three Emperors hated Du Cheng, Jiang Wei said that he would do it and cooperate with the Three Emperors.
Now Du Cheng probably knows that he has been troubled by the three emperors and began to crouch.
In these few months, the emperor who had died was hard to come over, and he still lived so dead.
"Four brothers." At the end of the day, Jiang Wei was called.
The coming person is a teenager who looks a little younger, taller than Su Qingbai, and looks beautiful. The only regret is that he is squatting.
Jiang Yan stopped and looked at the past.
This is the seven emperors Jiang Yan, just just grown up. I just arrived at the age of the Shang Dynasty.
Jiang Yan was very annoyed with him. His seven brothers began to look up and he was entangled.
"Four brothers, I am going to do nothing today, go to your house, how?"
"No." Jiang Yan cold face, almost immediately refused.
"Four brothers, your family is hiding, how can anyone not let in?"
Jiang Yan did not care for him, turned and went to the harem, the building.