MTL - I Transmigrated Into A Divorce And Remarried A Hunter Husband-Chapter 9 , are changing

  Chapter 9, Everything is Changing

  Han Qiao casually glanced at Sun Yiming, and said flatly, "Throw away all the garbage."

   "But these are my clothes."

  Han Qiao nodded, "It's your clothes, that's right, it's your clothes that are lost, not just the clothes, but everything else that belongs to you must be thrown away."

   "This house will belong to me in the future, I don't want to see any of your things."

  Sun Yiming is a bully.

  He panicked when he hit Han Qiao for the first time. It can be seen that Han Qiao didn't resist, and he didn't go back to his mother's house to complain. He felt relieved and hit him the second and third time...

  Now Han Qiao beat him up last night, tied them into rice dumplings and threw them in the study overnight, and with the previous threats, his toughness has long since disappeared.

  He opened his mouth to speak.

   "You'd better not push, or I will sell all your clothes and let you go out naked in the future." Han Qiao's voice was fierce and cold.

  Sun Yiming was so frightened that he stepped back and did not dare to speak.

   "Have you finished eating?" Han Qiao asked.

   "..." Sun Yiming was silent.

   "After eating, write a thousand-character essay for me. Now I can't finish writing ten books until dark, so I don't want to eat at night." Han Qiao drank in a low voice.

   "I haven't eaten well yet."

  Sun Yiming stumbled and turned to the kitchen to eat porridge.

Han Qiao snorted coldly, and continued to throw everything out of the house, no matter if it was Sun Yiming's or Han Qiao's, they all threw them in the yard, the straw mats on the bed, and the straw pillows, until the house was thrown away, and then leaned against the door to breathe .

   Seeing that Sun Yiming was still dawdling, she roared, "Sun Yiming, do you want to die?"

  Sun Yiming shook, "I, I'll write it right away."

   Cursed this shrew secretly in his heart.

   Sooner or later, she's divorced.

   "You'd better write it seriously for me, and dare to write something random to fool me..." Han Qiao said, paused slightly.

  She took the hemp rope into the study, and the hemp rope was hung on the beam.

   "If you dare to fool me, I will hang your dog's head on this hemp rope."

   After uttering harsh words, Han Qiao went out to fetch water to clean the house.

   Don't care about Sun Yiming at all.

  Sun Yiming looked at the hemp rope that fell on the roof beam, and his heart trembled.

   Sitting on the chair aggrieved, enduring the pain in the buttocks, studying ink and writing a thousand-character essay silently.

  He hasn't picked up a pen for a while, and he was a little unfamiliar when he wrote the first book, but he became more familiar with the second book, and he also regained the feeling of writing, and the writing is much smoother.

  Clean the house and wipe off the dust with a cloth towel. The pasted paper on the window frame has turned yellow, so tear it off and scrub carefully.

  Wardrobe and long case cannot be missed.

  Han Qiao was tired and out of breath, her whole body ached.

   I still don’t forget to go to the study to see if Sun Yiming has written seriously.

  Sun Yiming panicked when he saw her entering the room, he was so cramped that he didn't know how to write.

  He stared at Han Qiao defensively.

   I was afraid that Han Qiao would slap him if he raised his hand.

  Han Qiao ignored him at all, and checked the thousand-character essay he had written. After checking that there was no problem with the sorting and handwriting, she put it down and went out of the study to continue packing.

   "Huh." Sun Yiming breathed a sigh of relief.

  Looking at the empty study room, Sun Yiming couldn't help feeling sad for a moment.

   Once upon a time, in his study, books, large and small, were arranged neatly even if they were worthless.

   "..."

  The veins on the back of his hand holding the pen were throbbing, and he even trembled slightly. After a long silence, he sighed, picked up the pen and buried himself in the book.

   "Mother, mother, we are back."

  There was a thumping sound from the wooden door, and Han Qiao hurried to open the door.

  The faces of the three daughters were joyful, with smiles and joy in the corners of their eyes and brows.

  Sun Xiu was holding a basket in her hand, covered with a piece of old blue cloth.

   "Come in quickly." Han Qiao said softly.

  The three daughters entered the courtyard one after another. When Han Qiao was about to close the courtyard door, he saw Heng Yi walking with a sullen face.

  Han Qiao closed the courtyard door without any emotion.

  The three sisters looked surprised at the clothes and messy things on the ground.

   "My house is going to be cleaned up. All these things will be cleaned and tidied up. After dinner, you can help."

   asked the three daughters what they bought?

   "I bought pork, leeks, green onions, and bought some caramel for Ake." Sun Xiu said, and handed the money back to Han Qiao.

   "It took thirty-two yuan to buy pork, ten yuan to buy leeks and green onions, and eight yuan to buy caramel for A Ke."

  Han Qiao gave 100 Wen, and left 50 Wen.

  She didn't say much, she reached out to take it and put it in Pan Jiu's purse.

   "Mom, I'm going to knead noodles and chop meat." After finishing speaking, Sun Xiu went to the kitchen with a basket.

   "Axiu." Han Qiao called to stop her, "The caramel is not only for Ake, but also for you and Ayi. You three sisters share the food."

  Visible to the naked eye, the eyes of Sun Xiu and Sun Yi were filled with smiles and joy.

  Sun Ke followed up, "Elder sister, second sister eat candy, eat candy."

  Children are easier to satisfy.

  Even the sensible and well-behaved Sun Xiu and Sun Yi happily put a piece of caramel into their mouths.

   "It's so sweet, it seems to be so sweet." Sun Yi murmured softly.

  Sun Xiu looked at Sun Yi and smiled.

   "I make the noodles, you chop the pork, and Ake picks the leeks and green onions. Let's wrap the dumplings early and help my mother wash the clothes later."

  Sun Yi responded.

  Sun Ke took a piece of caramel, and ran to find Han Qiao who was cleaning the house, "Mother, mother, you eat caramel, it's so sweet."

  Han Qiao opened her mouth with sugar, it was really sweet.

"go to play."

  Sun Ke responded obediently, and ran out again.

  Han Qiao sipped the sugar in her mouth, looked at the window again, and scanned the old room, wooden bed, desk, wardrobe, everything was old.

   As long as she is still alive and breathing, the three children are her responsibility.

   She has to take care of them and educate them.

  Both of these are actually not easy things.

   Fortunately, these three children are obedient, sensible and well-behaved, and almost obey her words, saving a lot of trouble.

  She could hear Sun Ke's childish and joyful voice in the room, "Sister, are the dumplings delicious?"

   "Is the egg and leek dumpling delicious, or the pork dumpling?"

  For children who haven't eaten good food, just thinking about it will make them cry.

   "They're all delicious, you'll know after a while." Sun Xiu pinched Yaomei's nose, smiling at the corners of her eyes and brows.

   also took a slightly defensive look at the study.

  The study door was closed, she didn't know what was going on inside, and while she was worried, it didn't prevent her from having a good mood.

   And full of hope for the future.

  My mother has money in her hands, and she can stand up to protect herself and the three sisters. Even if they are kicked out, they will not sleep on the street, become displaced and become beggars.

   "Then I will eat two more."

  Sun Ke counted on his fingers for a long time, but he couldn't figure out how many he wanted to eat.

  Sun Yi chopped the meat, "Sister, I'll leave this to you, I'll help mother clean the house."

   "Let's clean the house carefully in a while."

  Sun Xiu was slightly taken aback when she heard the words.

   There is an indescribable feeling in my heart, and it seems to be a little hot in the numbness.

   After a while, he nodded, "Okay."

  Sun Yi washed his hands in the sink, and left the kitchen with a splash of water.

  When he stepped into the main room, he instinctively glanced towards the study room. The door of the study room was closed, so he couldn't see what was going on inside.

   Also reduced a lot of fear and dread.

   Stepped into the room a little faster, seeing Han Qiao bending over to wipe the bed, "Mom, I'll help you."

  Han Qiao looked up at Sun Yi, "Have you chopped the pork?"

   "Well, it's ready. The eldest sister hasn't made the dough yet. I'll make dumplings when she rolls out the dumpling wrappers."

  Sun Yi said and saw that the water in the bucket was a bit dirty, "Mom, I'll bring in the bucket of water."

  He went out of the house with a bucket in his hand, his steps were steady and sharp.

  Han Qiao stood up while supporting her sore waist, and smiled softly.

  (end of this chapter)