Although Li Wanqing and Tang Hao have been married for a long time, she has not given birth to a son and a half to Tang Hao for such a long time. Even though she was strong in the past and involved the bottom line in her heart, it is still unbearable after all.


    Although Li Wanqing regarded Changle''s children as if they had been born, they were not born by themselves, and she still had great regrets in her heart.


    Tang Hao rubbed the back of his wife''s hand and said with a smile, "look, why are you crying? Our life is not very good now."


    When the words came out, Li Wanqing just shook her head and sobbed in her voice: "what Miss Zhang said to her husband outside the house, my concubine also heard. A woman was so wronged and did so many things. In fact, her husband still had feelings in his heart."


    Li Wanqing wiped the corners of her eyes with silk and then said, "during this time, I was also thinking that my husband had made great achievements, but only sister Changle gave birth to such a son in the inner room. I also heard the gossip. I said I was jealous and didn''t agree with my husband to take a concubine."


    Speaking of this, Li Wanqing looked up at Tang Hao and said, "instead of accepting the women outside, it''s better to bring Zhang Lvzhu into the house."


    Tang Hao held her back, wiped away the tears, and patted her gently: "I''ll talk about it later. Didn''t my wife have a grudge before? Let''s delay it a little later. As for what she did, my husband did have some feelings, but it''s different from the love between husband and wife..."


    Tang Hao was very clear about which was more important than which. In his eyes, his wife was never a tool to carry on the family line. Since he married and entered the door, he must be in love.


    Li Wanqing then said, "as long as that green pearl is wholeheartedly good to her husband, sister Changle and I won''t care about other things. What''s more, what would others think if her husband doesn''t have one or two concubines now?"


    At this moment, Tang Hao suddenly felt that he was no longer the hairy boy in those days. He was heartless and could ignore the eyes around him. Now he is the husband of two women and the head of the family. He has shouldered great responsibility on his shoulders.


    "Now we have only one child. If people don''t talk, they will mutter in their hearts." Li Wanqing said more and more, the more serious the choking was, and his fingers kept wiping away the tears.


    But after many things, she sobbed for a while. She regained her reason, lay on Tang Hao''s shoulder and said slowly, "my body is also angry with my body. Why can''t I add a son and a half to the officials..."


    Tang Hao comforted: "I am also responsible for having children."


    After a while, Li Wanqing got up from her husband''s arms and grabbed the words. She held Tang Hao''s hand and said, "since Miss Zhang likes her husband, she''ll be in the room."


    "Later, I just sympathize with her." Tang Hao touched his wife''s forehead, then got up and took her, took a towel and wiped the tears on his face.


    "Today is a young year. My mother is crying. Unknowingly, I thought Tang Hao was beating a woman with the door closed. Let''s go. It''s time for lunch. The kitchen has cooked a lot of dishes you like today. Come and laugh."


    Li Wanqing burst into tears and laughed at his husband''s last sentence. He grabbed the towel he had casually touched on his face and wiped it gently. Only then did he go outside the door with Tang Hao. When the couple came to the front yard, the aroma of various delicacies caught people''s appetite, and the whole courtyard was full of joy.


    The festive and lively atmosphere in the yard became more and more intense. In a room in the side yard, the door leaf was gently opened, and Zhang Lvzhu, who was in shabby clothes and skirts, came out earlier. He looked at the happy people in the yard, pursed his lips, and said to himself, "today is a young year, they are so hot..."


    Zhang Lvzhu stood in place and looked at the excitement of the crowd for a long time. She didn''t know what she was thinking. It was half a sound. She came back to her mind in her skull. The noisy noise in the distance made her ears buzzing. A moment later, she moved her steps gently and turned blankly back to the cold room.


    Since the Dawang city was conquered, she has no home. From the north to Chang''an, she carefully hides herself all the way. Although she has enjoyed a short time of rich clothes and food, she can only feel cold and death under the prosperity. If she mentioned it further, Zhang Lvzhu found that she has no so-called home at all.


    Zhang Lvzhu walked to the dark corner with her stiff body. She sat down against the wall with her arms in her arms. For a moment, tears fell and cried out silently.


    It was snowing, and it stopped a little farther north.


    In the deserted side yard, someone took drinks and food and came this way. In the cold room, Zhang Lvzhu, buried in his knees, raised his head and the door creaked open.


    The wind was blowing, the snowflakes outside crowded in, and the lights were flickering. The tall Wutong put drinks and steaming meals on the table.


    Then Wu Tong sat down opposite her and said, "this is arranged by the hostess. You can''t be alone for the new year today?"


    Zhang Lvzhu bit her lips, looked at each other for a moment without blinking, reached for the chopsticks handed by Wu Tong, quickly wiped the corners of her eyes, and burst into tears and smiled.


    In this cold world, the old year is about to pass. There are always some things to put down, drive away the cold and bring warmth to the surroundings. Turning over the old year is a new beginning. Let''s turn over what should be turned over.