Xiao Zhen was not at all relieved and complained to Su Jin at night.

Su Jin looked at him, raised his eyebrows and asked, "You really can't recite the "Three Character Classic"?"

She can recite it.

Xiao Zhen was so angry that he threw himself at his wife like a hungry tiger.

On the other side of Chen's mansion, Chen Fu sat in front of the window, recalling the closeness of his grandson in the day, he smiled with satisfaction.

When he was young, he made a big mistake. He was willing to spend his whole life apologizing and making up for it.

Chen Fu wanted Su Jin, but Su Jin and Xiao Zhen lived a good life, and Chen Fu did not want to destroy it selfishly.

He only hoped that for his sincere regret, God would give him another chance in the next life, another chance to return to the original opportunity.

A crescent moon in the night sky, like her curving eyes when she smiles.

"My grandma Jin, when I come back, we will get married." The young scholar hugged the petite girl, full of confidence and gentleness.

"Really?" The little girl named Su Jin raised her head, her eyes full of him.

"Really." The elderly Lord Shen murmured to himself. The night was getting darker, and he fell into the beautiful dream of his youth that he often dreamed of. In the dream, the sky in the south of the Yangtze River was blue and the water was clear, and the peach blossoms on the branches were blooming, and the pink was like clouds. She smiled at him under the tree, as beautiful as a flower.

Jinniang, Jinniang, it would be great if I could really do it again.

The cool breeze blows into the window, waking up the dreamer. When tomorrow night, Shen Fu will relive the old dream again.
Chapter completed!