After awakening the space, I married the cold-faced handsome guy

After Ming Yueshu entered the room, she quickly picked up the enamel pot on the table and drank a glass of water in one gulp.

He wiped the water stains on his chin with his sleeve and prepared to take off his outer cotton coat.

Seeing this, Shen Yixiao hurriedly stopped him and said, "Take off your clothes later. The sudden change of temperature will easily lead to a cold."

Ming Yueshu: "That's right." She didn't want to catch a cold because of such a small thing. That would be a big loss.

Then he plopped down on a chair and said, "Oh, she's so tired." He was mainly mentally exhausted.

While Shen Yixiao was peeling the chestnuts and pine nuts that were cooked on the stove, he asked the people outside about their purpose. He had only heard the content of the quarrel in the house before, and he didn't really know the details.

He also didn't think that the other party would come to visit Mingyueshu out of pure kindness.

If both parties are aware of the relationship between them, then it is highly likely that they would not visit each other for no reason.

"My stepsister said she invited me to her wedding, but I'm not going." What Mingyueshu didn't say was that she always felt that the other party had bad intentions.

Since she knew in advance that something would go wrong or something would happen that would be disadvantageous to her, wouldn't she be a fool if she still accepted the other party's invitation?

Even though this was just her guess, she would not put herself in danger even if there was only a slight possibility of it happening.

Her curiosity is not that strong, and it is even more impossible for her to take risks to satisfy her little curiosity. The best way is for her to not give the other party a chance to set a trap.

"Well, you were right not to go. Who knows if the other party has bad intentions..." Shen Yixiao affirmed Mingyueshu's decision.

He was thinking about sending a letter to Beijing. After all, he still needed to inform them of his marriage.

Thinking about what happened today and how he couldn't help, Shen Yixiao felt a little bad. He was just thinking of getting the marriage certificate as soon as possible so that he could justify anything he did.

It’s no wonder that the two of them are in sync on this matter.

Mingyueshu also felt that the current situation between the two of them was not appropriate. They were clearly in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship, and they had not crossed the line in anything they shouldn't have done.

But just now, how come it became so secretive? It's really uncomfortable. In that case, it would be better to get the certificate as soon as possible.

Anyway, things have come to this point. She feels that no matter from which perspective, she will definitely not lose out by marrying Shen Yixiao.

The only thing is that she can't use the space. Well, there is gain after loss.

You can't have it all!

The two people here are discussing important life events, and the ambiguous atmosphere fills the small room.

In another room at the educated youth site, the atmosphere was not very good.

Liu Xinrou and Ming Jiaojiao were invited into the house as guests this time. The former was better off, but Ming Jiaojiao, who was already wearing an old thin cotton coat, would be unable to bear it if she didn't go into the house to warm up.

After entering the house, a wave of heat hit Ming Jiaojiao, who had already reached her limit, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

They subconsciously looked around the room. Although it was spacious, it was not particularly cold. Soon they discovered the wall of fire and thought, how much firewood would it take to heat such a large wall?

Then she thought about how she was ostracized and had to live alone in a storage room. At first she was very proud of herself, but later she realized how difficult it was to live alone. The firewood she collected was not enough for her to survive the entire winter, and she only dared to heat the kang at night. During the day, that room was like an ice cellar, not as warm as this room.

What was even more fatal was that she had no thick bedding, no thick cotton coats or trousers. All she had was a cotton coat made of cotton that was so old that it had knotted. Even so, it was easier than her life on the farm.