How to catch the best husband [MTL] ✔

Chapter 2: Freshmen

Consciousness is chaotic and headache is splitting."Xi'er, Xi'er." Mother's gentle call is still in her ear.

Mother, when Chen Tu thought of this word, his nose was sour. She tried to open her eyes to see her mother again.

Twenty years ago, after she married Xue's house, her father was filled with grief and anger. He was angry and fell ill.

The mother was waiting for her illness. She heard from the servant girl that she had come twice, but she went away because of the embarrassment of her mother-in-law. At that time, she was under house arrest in the small courtyard and was subjected to Bai's sarcasm day by day.

Xu has always been gentle and timid. Chen Xi can't imagine or dare not imagine the scene that his mother was made difficult for her to go to Xue's house.

On the day her father died, Chen Xi knelt down for the first time and begged Xue Li to take her back to Chen's house.

She still remembered that Xue Li was silent for a long time with her back to her. For a long time, Chen Xi thought he would not agree. For a long time, Chen Xi's knee was unconscious. Then he saw Xue Li nodding.

Chen Xi knows that he is not suddenly kind, nor is he still in love with her. He just felt that taking her to Chen's house would do him more good than harm.

Chen Xi met Xu that day.

She did not expect that in just a few months, her mother's black hair had been half white and thin without human shape.

She held her mother in her arms and wept bitterly. People in the mourning hall only thought that Chen Cui was crying about her father's death.

When she saw her father's face, Chen Xi's tears had dried up. She fell to the ground and said again and again: Dad, I was wrong. I regret it! I regret it!

I'll listen to you. Come back.

She just fainted in the mourning hall. When she woke up, she was already in the carriage of the Xue family.

She sat up, looked at Xue Li and said, "My father is dead. I have no value. Let me go."

Xue Li looked at her with an imperceptible pity and sneer: "Where are you going?"

"I want to go home." Chen Xi looked straight at the man who had given everything for him and said sincerely, "I want to go home."

Xue Li smiled slowly. He gently held Chen Xi's hand, pulled Chen Cui closer, and said word by word, "Do you still have a home? Your home is Xue's house."

At that moment, Chen Xi felt suffocated. She turned and looked at the fireworks outside the carriage window. She only felt that she was in hell.

Unexpectedly, it was not only the last time to see my father, but also the last time to see my mother. Before long, my mother went with my father.

She, an unfilial girl, was killed by old lady Xue even when she went out of the house to help the coffin. She also fell into a bad name.

Chen Xi grew up in the love of his relatives for the first half of his life, but he was tortured by the non-human he married for the second half of his life.

His eyelids trembled. Chen Xi suddenly opened his eyes and sat up: "Mom!"

What came into sight was a moon white embroidered bed curtain. The thick stitching, the color matching, and the crooked duck in the corner of the bed curtain were obviously embroidered by her mother when she was ten years old.

I still remember that on the second day of embroidery, she hung proudly on her embroidered bed and showed off everywhere to let others praise her.

It was not until a few years later that I got an exquisite mackerel tent embroidered by my aunt's mother that I changed the tent and pressed it at the bottom of the box.

What's going on? Chen Xi looked around. It was clearly the boudoir he had lived in for 15 years and the place he wanted to come back. 

"Xi'er, do you feel better?" An elegant woman came in with a tea tray. Before putting down the tea tray, he was rushed by his small body.

The girl's tender cry sounded in her ear: "Mom!"

Xu was much younger than Chen Xi's last impression of her mother. She had no fine lines at the corners of her eyes, her face was not so waxy yellow, and there was no sad color between her eyebrows.

Ten year old Chen Cui has a beautiful and moving mother. She is the direct eldest daughter of the Xu family in Jiangzhou. She has not been honed by life for several times and has not been knocked down by her husband's death.

"What's the matter? But the head still hurts?" Xu hurriedly put down the tea tray and reached out to explore the girl's forehead.

Chen Xi held her mother's waist and kept drilling into her arms.

Mother's gentle embrace, gentle comfort, and light Gardenia fragrance surround Chen Xi. Everything is so beautiful and true.

If this is a dream, let her stay here forever.

Xu pulled a few times and didn't pull the pregnant man. She was quite bewildered, so she had to hold the pestering spirit and coax her way: "Don't coax. Guess who came to see you. Your grandmother heard that you were ill and brought your cousin brother Huan to see you."

Brother Huan? Chen Tu blinked and saw the smiling face of a young man. She quietly looked at her body and surrounding environment, as if thinking.

When I was sick, I had the impression that I had a serious illness at the age of ten, which was caused by the cold at night. My grandmother did come to see me.

Grandma's here... Grandma! Chen Chui pursed her lips, suddenly stood up and ran outside.

"You child! Put on your cloak!" Xu's anxious voice could not be heard behind her.

Chen Xi listened to the wind whirring in her ears and looked at all the plants and decorations along the way, which was not what she had in her impression, but much newer than what she had in her impression.

In the past 35 years of her life, she has a strict family style and has always adhered to the style of a young lady. She has never even taken a big step. But now, she runs at home, but she feels incomparable freedom in her heart.

She stopped in front of the pear tree in the yard. It was not so old or so tall.

Chen Xi touched its trunk. In his previous life, she carved a small word "Li" on the pear trunk the day he met Xue Li. Now, the trunk is very smooth and has nothing.

Inexplicably happy in her heart, she immediately accelerated her pace to the flower hall.

At the moment, Chen Xi's mind is full of twists and turns. The taste is complex and difficult to understand: Is she really back to the age of ten? If all this is true and she really goes back to the age of ten, she will never repeat the mistakes and be deceived by the surname Xue again!

At the age of ten, there are five years left. Chen Xi will live a beautiful life this time!

Thinking here, Leng buting bumped into a little doll. The little girl was sallow and skinny. She was clean and dressed in green cloth. Looking at Chen Xi, she called timidly, "Miss."

"Xiao He?" Chen Xi exclaimed in surprise. She patted her head. There was nothing wrong. At this time, Xiaohe had been taken into the house by her mother.

The little girl looked at Chen Xi somewhat confused. She didn't know who Xiao he she said was.

Xu hurriedly followed him with a rabbit fur cloak. The child! However, it is understandable that Chen Xi was so eager to grow up in front of her grandmother and grandfather.

Xu was pleased that his daughter was close to her grandmother. But Mrs. Xu didn't come here just to see sister Xi.

Xu's eyes lingered on his stomach for a moment and sighed very shallow and light. She was unfilial and bothered her mother and siblings.

"Madam." Mother Bai whispered a reminder. Xu answered and walked forward slowly.