Chang’an Peasant Girl

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"There must be two girls in your stomach!" Pan Fan scolded An Jing viciously before leaving in a hurry with the child in his arms.

Quiet but not angry at all, but touched his face and looked at Xiao Changyi with a smile: "Xianggong, is my face really that good?"

Xiao Changyi nodded: "Yes."

"Then I can rest assured. Before, I was afraid of getting fat and ugly, but now it seems that I won't." An Jing was very happy.

Seeing that Jing Jing was so happy, Xiao Changyi was also happy, the corners of Bo Liang's mouth were slightly hooked, he lowered his head, and gently rubbed her forehead intimately.

An Jing smiled and cooperated with him, rubbing against him.

And the other side:

"My husband, I'm here! I'm here!" Pan Fan was very elated when his husband came out to find him, and ran in the direction of Pan Shuangquan with the child in his arms.

As soon as Pan Shuangquan saw Pan Fan, he stopped shouting, but he was very complaining in his heart.

He had heard all the way here. If someone hadn't seen his lady coming this way, he wouldn't even know where to find someone.

Tomorrow is New Year's Day, and the family is busy like something. She didn't help at home, but came out with her child. Not only his parents were angry, but he was also angry.

However, it would be New Year's Eve, and he didn't want to be angry with her.

Pan Fan didn't know what Pan Shuangquan was thinking at all, so she only ran towards Pan Shuangquan happily. Who knows, her foot stepped on her skirt, and she fell to the ground with her child in her arms, and she was so pressed on the child.

The child let out a faint whimper, and then died.

Pan Shuangquan was taken aback when he saw Mrs Pan Fan fell to the ground with the child in her arms, and hurriedly ran towards Mrs Pan Fan and the child.

Pan Fan didn't know that the child was dying, so he first sat up from the ground, then lifted the child from the ground, looked at the child, saw that the child was dead, and immediately cried out in grief: "My child is mine. child"

There is a river next to it, and there are many people washing clothes there, including Shi Xiaolan. Everyone heard the crying and stopped washing clothes. They stood up and looked at the situation here.

Pan Shuangquan ran to Pan Fan's side, and Pan Fan was crying. Pan Shuangquan didn't help Pan Fan, and hurriedly grabbed the child in Pan Fan's arms to see it. She scolded: "You bitch, you can't walk well! You run! If you fall, even if you fall, you will also kill my son! It's a big New Year's Eve, not bad luck!"

This son is not raised very well, and he may die at any time. In fact, Pan Shuangquan is ready to have this son at any time, but tomorrow is the New Year's Day. He died at this time. Other people's family is celebrating the New Year, and their family is having a funeral. Think about it. It's so unlucky!

It is estimated that his family will be unlucky for a whole year next year!

The people washing clothes by the river saw Pan Fan's fall, but they didn't expect to kill the baby in the swaddle. They were all stunned when they heard Pan Shuangquan's scolding.

Pan Fanshi was feeling sad. Who knew that Pan Shuangquan, the husband, not only did not comfort her, but also scolded her for being unlucky. Even if she felt bad, she didn't think it was her fault.

Instead, he shouted excitedly while crying: "It must be the evil star Xiao Changyi! He killed my son! I just went to his house, and when I turned around, my son died! He must have killed him! Yes! He will die!"