I traveled through time without patched pants, I was the richest man in the Republic of China

Early in the morning of Laba Festival, Wei Miao was still lying in bed, and Ali was lying obediently on his pillow.

Outside the window, Xu Ayu said cheerfully to Wei Ran and Wei Ling:

"Don't waste time on the road. We need to pick up your uncle and his family."

Wei Ling said, "Mom, now that everyone is here, who's going to watch over the boat?"

Xu Ayu is very experienced. "Let the people next door keep an eye on it. Today is Laba Festival. It's freezing cold. There must be people who don't want to go out of the water."

Hearing the two little ones running away, Duoyu entered Wei Miao's room again. Seeing her daughter with only a little face exposed, she smiled and said:

"I asked you to talk to Sister Lan about asking for leave today. Did you agree?"

Wei Miao nodded across the quilt.

After getting a positive response, Xu Ayu glanced at Ali on Wei Miao's pillow, and turned and left without saying anything.

"Oh, Miss Li is going out?"

Wei Miao was getting dressed when he heard Li Xiaoya softly say:

"Zi Yang and I will be out for a while and may be back late at night. Please hold the door open for us."

Xu Ayu uttered a few polite words and then fell silent.

Wei Miao frowned. For the past six months, she had been watching Wu Ziyang and Li Xiaoya coldly and always felt something was wrong.

Wu Ziyang is definitely special to Li Xiaoya, even loving her.

But in contrast, Li Xiaoya has always been passive and docile, and has never actively expressed any emotions.

Just now, she did not hear from Li Xiaoya's words the shyness and love that those women in the past had when they mentioned Wu Ziyang.

This is very unreasonable.

Wei Miao shook her head. This involved her blind spots in knowledge. She was too lazy to think about things she couldn't figure out.

At noon, all the two families gathered in the main room. Sister Lan specially brought a chestnut cake and various breads, which made the children very happy.

Wei Ran, Wei Ling, and Xuan Duoyu were a trio that showed off from the entrance to the end of the alley, making several children cry with envy. They were hated by everyone and everyone. . .

Wei Li and Wei Ping held Wei Dong and sat next to Sister Lan, listening to her talk about what happened in the coffee shop.

Whether it was talking about what the gentlemen and ladies wore or how much the food cost, they listened with great interest.

Sister Xu Gui helped obediently in the kitchen, and her sweet words made Xu Ayu's eyes wrinkle a few more times with a smile.

Aunt Xu, who was helping, looked at the sumptuous food and said with a smile on her face:

"How can we make it more sumptuous than Chinese New Year's Day when we are just having a meal together?"

Xu Ayu was in a really good mood today, and his words were much softer. He asked:

"Sister-in-law, has Sister Lan's salary increased now?"

When talking about her eldest daughter, Aunt Xu was also a little proud.

"It's increased. It's increased to 24, thanks to A Miao La!"

Xu Ayu was chopping potato shreds with a kitchen knife, and said without even raising his head:

"It's Sister Lan's own hard work and it has nothing to do with Miao."

Aunt Xu said: "The foreign words she memorized played a big role. Plus, the foreman was also familiar with Ah Miao, so he would think of Sister Lan first when there was anything good."

The two chatted casually. Outside the house, Uncle Xu looked at the brand new rickshaw in the yard and sighed that his brother-in-law was really lucky.

Although he was injured and suffered a great loss, he got a rickshaw for free.

You have to know that in Shanghai, the least valuable thing is human life. On their way here, there were many people freezing to death in the streets.

The bodies collected by the corpse collectors on the streets were piled high with corpses.

Wei Miao was holding Ali to warm his hands when he heard someone crying and shouting in the alley.

She patted Ali's back, and the kitten jumped off her knees and ran away.

Wei Ran and the others rushed in. Wei Ling's face turned red from the cold. She said:

"Brother, the fight has started."

Wei Miao looked calm and collected, "Who started the fight?"

Many fish said, "Miss Li, who rented our house, and a beautiful sister had a fight over Angkor Wu."

Wei Ran added:

"It's Miss Xu who cooked for Little Wu."

Wei Miao stepped out of the door and saw three people at the door of Wu Ziyang's house.

The neighbors in the alley all hunched their necks, feeling the cold wind, and gathered together whispering.

Wu Ziyang protected Li Xiaoya behind him, looked at Xu Manhua with some helplessness in his peach blossom eyes, rubbed his forehead and said:

"Manhua, I've made it very clear to you, I love Xiaoya, she will be my wife in the future, and we are the past."

Xu Manhua was wearing a plaid windbreaker, and her carefully groomed hair was a little messy at the moment. Wu Ziyang's words made her body tremble slightly.

"why?"

She didn't even question him with resentment, and there was a hint of sadness and despair in her voice, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

Wu Ziyang sighed, feeling somewhat regretful that he had provoked Xu Manhua.

Li Xiaoya said softly:

"Ms. Xu, if it's because of me, I can withdraw."

Before Xu Manhua could speak, Wu Ziyang excitedly grabbed Li Xiaoya's arm and said:

"No, Xiaoya, you can never leave me again. You promised me that you would never leave me again. You are the only one I have!"

Li Xiaoya was frightened by Wu Ziyang's sudden appearance and her face turned slightly pale.

The expression on Wu Ziyang's face was a little crazy. Li Xiaoya could only give Xu Manhua an apologetic look, and then comfort Wu Ziyang in a soft voice.

To outsiders, the two of them seemed to be in love with each other, and Xu Manhua standing next to them was really out of place.

This scene made the already fragile Xu Manhua on the verge of collapse. She screamed and rushed towards the two people like a cannonball.

She didn't care, and even Wu Ziyang failed to protect Li Xiaoya.

Li Xiaoya was pushed to the ground, and something fell out of her body, sliding past Wei Miao's feet and falling into the drainage ditch on the side of the road.

"You're crazy, Xu Manhua. Don't you want your dignity anymore? Don't force me to do anything to you."

Wu Ziyang's peach blossom eyes, which were gentle a moment ago, were filled with disgust and coldness.

After hearing what he said and looking at his strange eyes, Xu Manhua's heart twisted even more. She raised her foot to kick Li Xiaoya who was lying on the ground.

Wu Ziyang saw that her feet were about to fall on Li Xiaoya, and he reached out and pushed Xu Manhua without hesitation.

Xu Manhua was pushed to the ground unexpectedly. When she fell, she stared at Wu Ziyang who was holding out his hand, her eyes full of disbelief.

"Blood!"

"Oh, there's so much blood, maybe it's a miscarriage."

The grandmas and aunties watching the fun nearby are all experienced people.

Wei Miao looked at Xu Manhua, who was lying on the ground with a pale face, through the swaying crowd and messy footsteps.

She was dying, like a butterfly that was about to wither away in the winter.

Wu Ziyang looked at his outstretched hands, with a trace of confusion on his twisted handsome face.

Xu Ayu heard the noise and came out. When he saw this scene, he immediately said:

"What are you looking at? Send him to Dr. Ding quickly."

Wu Ziyang finally came to his senses. He bent down to hug Xu Manhua, but she slapped him hard in the face.

"roll!"