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

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The woman looked at this line of words, she frowned suddenly, after a while, whispered in her mouth: "name ... name".

She rubbed her temples, seemingly trying to think of something, thinking of something.

After a while, she patted her head vigorously, but her head was empty and there was nothing.

Chen Jiahang saw her pat her head and quickly held her hand. Then write in a hurry:

"Don't hit yourself, your head hurts. It's okay, you don't have a name, I'll ask Uncle Qiang to help you think about one."

He could see it. The wife he bought must have hit his head, so he couldn't even remember the name.

But he had just heard her speak, she said the word "name". It turned out she was not dumb.

Great!

Chen Jiahang laughed again happily. Because he couldn't speak, he was joked and he didn't need him when he went to work in the county seat. Fortunately, his wife-in-law was able to speak, so it would be more convenient in the future.

"Hurry up and eat." Then wrote a sentence.

Chen Jiahang filled her with a small bowl of porridge, handed it to the woman, picked up an egg he had just cooked, knocked twice at the corner of the table, and started peeling.

"Yan ... Yan Yan" At this moment, a low murmur of a woman rang again in the quiet and empty hall. Although the sound is small, it is clear because it is quiet.

"Yanyan?"

Chen Jiahang's brows frowned, and her lips moved a little, but there was no sound.

He just seemed to hear her say "Yanyan?"

Hurrying to pick up the pen again, he excitedly wrote on it:

"Yanyan? Is this your name?"

The woman looked at what he wrote, but shook her head. This was not her name.

"What is that? Yan Yan? Yan Yan? Yan Yan?"

Chen Jiahang was so excited that he wrote several homophones in a row. After writing, she opened her eyes with expectant eyes and looked at her expectantly.

The woman looked at the row of homophones, she bit her lips tightly, her fingers moved over the homophones, and finally stayed on the last word: Yan, the word.

"Yan Yan ..." She whispered again, and she just said the name almost unconsciously.

Chen Jiahang was so happy that he wrote several "Yanyan" in the book.

Another sentence was written, "Then you'll be Chen Yan, and you'll be named Chen, like me."

Afterwards, I drew a few smiley faces on the book cheerfully.

The woman nodded her head. She just said Yan Yan unconsciously, but she didn't remember the name He Xiyan originally belonged to her, even from where she had gone before, she did n’t remember, her mind was blank .

She looked at the dimly lit hall, and the man who liked to laugh like a child in front of her, could not tell the strangeness. Very strange.

But she didn't know where she was familiar.

Chen Jiahang handed the peeled eggs to her, and made a sign language to tell her to eat quickly.

He Xiyan didn't want to eat. She shook her head, but the man forced it to her. And wrote on the paper: "It's a black egg, it's very tonic."

After writing it, I peeled the other one and stuffed it to her.

Seeing her eating bite by bit, he was relieved. As long as she was willing to eat, her body would be better and she would be able to help him have a baby.

Wang Yan said that the daughter-in-law who bought it would not escape if she had a baby.