Quick travel: The poor little thing in the period novel strikes back

In the middle of the night, in a small courtyard at the end of a narrow alley in the west of the city, there was a crowd of people. After nearly half an hour, a few figures were seen climbing over the wall. One of them seemed to have something in his hand, and they all ran hurriedly towards a car parked at the entrance of the alley.

"Boss, we have found the thing."

Zhang Miao looked at the birth certificate and the woven bag containing the child's clothes and pants found by his men, and curled the corners of his mouth in disdain.

"Take this garbage and dispose of it. Do you think my son still needs to wear these rags?"

"Yes, sir. I'll be right there."

The man who had just got on the car, after hearing the instructions, hurriedly picked up the worn knitted belt and got off the car again. The car in which Zhang Miao was sitting did not show any intention of waiting for anyone and drove away directly.

Wen Qian stayed in the detention center for 7 days and finally got out. However, she did not see anyone waiting for her outside the detention center. She didn't know where to go and looked a little confused.

She wanted to find Zhang Miao, wondering if he had forgotten that she was out today, but she had no idea where Zhang Miao's home was. She only knew that Zhang Miao's family was rich, but she didn't even know what business they were in, let alone Zhang Miao's company.

She was penniless now and didn't know where to go. Finally, she staggered towards the old house of Meng Shusheng in the west of the city.

She had the key to the front door of Meng Shusheng's old house. When she took out the key, she found that the yard door was not locked. After pushing the door open, she saw an unfamiliar person cleaning the yard.

She immediately saw the blue woven bag placed in the corner of the courtyard wall. The bag had been opened and many things had been turned out and thrown on the ground.

"What are you doing? Why are you in my yard, and my luggage is here? How can you just go through my luggage and my little treasure's clothes?"

Wen Qian's voice was so sharp that it frightened the woman who was cleaning with her back to the door. She turned around and saw Wen Qian's ferocious face. The woman was not a coward either. She threw away the broom in her hand and looked like she was ready to fight.

"What do you mean your house? This is the new yard I just bought. I have the title deed and the land deed. Who do you think you are?"

"You're not the shameless woman who occupies someone else's house and has a child before marriage!"

"You also caused the original owner's son to lose his job. You are such a jinx!"

"Who needs your junk? All your stuff is here, take it and get out of here, or I'll call the police and make you spend the New Year behind bars!"

Wen Qian was a strong woman with a strong exterior. She had just been released from the detention center and really didn't want to go back in. She pitifully picked up her belongings and left the yard.

Walking on the deserted streets, Wen Qian couldn't believe that she might have been cheated by Zhang Miao. Not only did she have a criminal record, but now her child was gone. Moreover, she was penniless, and there was no place for her in such a huge capital city.

Wen Qian wandered from day to night, and finally had to sleep in an abandoned temple in the suburbs.

In the middle of the night, Wen Qian dreamed that she was in a sea of ​​flowers. The wind blew the flowers swaying, making a rustling sound, and then a familiar figure walked out from the sea of ​​flowers.

"Senior, why are you here just now? I have nowhere to go. Why didn't you come and pick me up earlier?"

Wen Qian cried with some resentment, but Zhang Miao, who was walking towards her, just curled the corners of his mouth gently, then squatted in front of her, rubbed her head with his hands, and then gave her a passionate kiss.

The rough and hot hands brushed across the skin, and the hot breath sprayed on the cheeks, followed by a strange sour smell.

The unpleasant smell made Wen Qian feel uncomfortable and she wanted to push the person away, while she kept calling out to her senior anxiously.

But the difference in physical strength between men and women was of no use, and she ended up falling into darkness and chaos.

In the dilapidated temple, there is a spring atmosphere, but in the exquisitely decorated villa, someone can only sleep on the sofa.

Sun Hao has been sleeping on the small sofa for seven days, not for any other reason, but just because he was messing around on the sofa in the office. He heard that his wife bought a lot of things on the TV shopping app in the afternoon to vent her anger.

I didn't expect that when I got home at night, I was deprived of the right to sleep on the big bed. In the words of my wife, "Since Brother Hao likes to sleep on the sofa, then I can sleep alone."

The young wife pouted, looking angry and annoyed. Sun Hao couldn't say anything harsh in response, so he just slept on the sofa obediently. However, he didn't expect that the consequences of his affair were so strong that not only could he not sleep on the big bed, he couldn't even kiss or hug her.

The most important thing is that her wife has fallen in love with TV shopping. Things that are nearby have arrived in the past two days. The things bought by the wife cannot be said to be useless, but it would be a bit of a compliment to say that they are useful.

For example, the rocking machine is said to promote blood circulation and if you use it for an hour every day, it can keep you healthy. But who would rock that thing back and forth before sleeping at night?

But I was so busy during the day that I had no time to experience it. My wife used it once and then put it aside.

There are quite a few things like this. The only thing they have in common is that they are all extremely expensive. Sun Hao suspected that his young wife was still angry, so she bought these useless things.

But he didn't feel sad at all this time. He just wanted to go back to the room and sleep. He tossed and turned for a long time. Sun Hao thought that it had been a week and his wife didn't say anything, so he might as well find a way out.

It was winter and the road outside was freezing. Sun Hao took a large kettle of cold water and poured it over himself and the bedding on the sofa, then threw the kettle on the ground.

"Crackling, ding-ling, bang-clang" the aluminum kettle fell to the ground and bounced several times, making a harsh sound.

"Ouch, I'm freezing!"

Sun Hao also said something in a low voice. Even though he knew his young wife couldn't see him, he still sat down on the ground and pretended to accidentally fall and spill the kettle.

After a while, he heard noises coming from the bedroom, followed by the sound of slippers tapping on the wooden floor. Sun Hao was delighted, knowing that his young wife was here, and he acted even more vigorously.

Sometimes he hissed and said it hurt, and sometimes he muttered quietly that his clothes were wet and he was very cold.

So when Shi Yan came out, what she found with her special powers was Sun Hao, who was sitting in a puddle of water and crying pitifully. However, there was no pain on his face and the smile on his lips made Shi Yan see through his trick at once.

But after seeing through Sun Hao's little thoughts, Shi Yan couldn't bear to keep him in the living room any longer. After all, Sun Hao had done something ruthless. The quilt was completely wet, making it impossible for anyone to sleep.