The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex

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She looked at the corner of her dress and looked at the tall man with a tangled and confused look. Mouth opened, and wanted to speak a few times without knowing what to say.

And she felt stupid, and it seemed impossible to understand these things.

Chen Jiahang has already taken out his notebook and pen. Because of his nervousness and fear, he was sweating in his hands. After a while, he wrote a line of words:

"You're bleeding. I'll send you to Qiaotou, where a doctor lives."

After writing, he looked at her anxiously. This is the daughter-in-law he just bought. If this is dead, he will be very sad and very sad.

No, he can't make her sick.

He Xiyan didn't know how to answer. She stopped at the spot and immediately reached out to grab the book and pen in his hand, and after a while tangled wrote on it:

"I'm not sick, but I want something, something that girls need to use every month. You go to the village to find young women or women to borrow. I'll give them back later, trouble you."

She gave it to him after writing and watched him change from anxiety to doubt.

He looked at the words she wrote, and still seemed uneasy. He put his hand on her forehead, felt the temperature, and then circled around her again to see if there was a wound on her body.

I didn't feel relieved until I saw that she was not injured.

Turning around, he walked out of the house, and then ran to the nearest family house, about 100 meters away from Wang Xi's house.

About half an hour later, he returned. A middle-aged woman, in his forties, returned with him. However, because of his farm work, wind and sun, and lack of maintenance, it looks like he is in his 50s .

Women held a black bag in their hands, which contained some things, exactly what He Xiyan said the woman wanted to use.

Women are the concubines of Wang's uncle. Everyone calls her Wang Yan.

As soon as Wang Xi saw He Xiyan, he looked surprised.

She didn't expect that the daughter-in-law who bought it would look like this, tender and tender, much more beautiful than the girls in their village.

"You are the new daughter-in-law of Jiahang, oops, it looks really good." Wang Yan held out a pair of rough hands with many calluses on it.

He Xiyan didn't speak, but was embarrassed. And she didn't know how to speak with a woman like this. Because it seems that this woman may be menopausal, she doesn't know if she will have something she wants to borrow.

Wang Yan opened his mouth and smiled, exposing some yellow teeth.

"Ah, you're still shy." Then he patted He Xiyan's shoulder.

Reached out and handed a black bag he brought to He Xiyan:

"Hold on, what you want to use is something my daughter didn't run out of last time. If there's anything inconvenient to say in the future, you can find a bitch."

After talking about Wang Yan, he continued to laugh and looked at He Xiyan, as if looking at freshness.

"Thank you……"

He Xiyan nodded toward the woman, she bit her lip and was looked awkward and embarrassed. Because she felt something was flowing out from behind, she turned red and quickly turned to the toilet.

After she left, Wang Ye explained Chen Jiahang's words, and Chen Jiahang kept nodding, like an obedient child.

Wang Yan said a lot, he was afraid he couldn't remember, and when he returned to the room, he took out another small book and pen, and wrote down the words that the sister-in-law had just told him.