Chapter 164 Dreaming Again

At night, she dreamed again.

For some reason, she always had dreams when she stayed outside at night, and she couldn't sleep well.

But fortunately, the dream this time is not the horrible scene before death, but when she was a child.

It seems to be the same early autumn, she and her little friends are playing under the big locust tree, at the intersection, grandma is wearing an old-fashioned double-breasted gown and embroidered cloth shoes, calling from a distance: "Zi Zi, let's go home for dinner—"

She ran and jumped home, and there was a wooden table in the yard, on which were two simple dishes, plus a plate of crispy cucumbers pickled by grandma.

When eating, she threw the rice grains that fell on her clothes on the ground to feed the ants. In her ears, she heard her grandmother's careful exhortation: "Zi Zi, you have to study hard. You will be smart if you study a lot. Smart people will not know where they go." Hungry……"

Grandma is a woman from the old days, she has never been educated, and she always thinks it is very good for girls to be able to study.

Perhaps it was precisely because of growing up with such expectations that Su Zi had extremely high demands on herself since she was a child.

She has to get the best grades, go to the best school, and have the most beautiful career. She is also quite picky about love, and yearns for the fusion of soul and heart described in famous books.

In layman's terms, it is platonic love, which values ​​spiritual companionship.

She has never fallen in love with anyone, but because of her own excellence, there are always many suitors around her, and Mu Zening is the one who loves the most.

After a long time, everyone gradually acquiesced that Mu Zening and her were a couple, and the other suitors withdrew one after another.

Seeing the age of marriage, grandma often thinks about it. The old man is not in good health. She is always worried that her granddaughter will be alone in this world after her death. If she can get married, at least she will have someone to rely on.

She didn't want to make the old man feel sorry.

If you get married, Mu Zening is undoubtedly the best choice in front of you.

——If you can't find someone I love, just find someone who loves me. This is also a kind of happiness.

The wedding date was soon set, and people sent blessings one after another. The young and promising third young master of the Mu family, and the most outstanding female prosecutor in Qingjiang, seemed to be a perfect match.

However, just a week before the wedding, the grandmother passed away suddenly, and the old man couldn't see his granddaughter in the wedding dress after all.

The death of her grandma hit her hard. She lost her only relative in the world. She was devastated. If she hadn't taken into account Mu Zening's infatuation, she wouldn't even be able to survive a simple wedding scene.

In my hometown, there is a tradition of keeping filial piety. During the period of filial piety, fancy clothes and food are taboo, and intercourse is even more taboo.

The times are different now, and if this kind of thing is brought up, I'm afraid it will be laughed at, but she is immersed in grief and really has no mood for that matter, and Mu Zening just happened to be seriously ill, so this matter was discussed by the two of them. Put it down for now...

Although they have been married for a year, the two have always kept a distance, and there are very few kisses.

Could it be because of this that he was with Qiao Jingjia?

Thinking about it now, she is indeed not a qualified wife, and she didn't put her heart and soul into managing this marriage.

...Even so, he shouldn't lie to her.

In marriage, love is just the icing on the cake, the most important thing is loyalty.

...

Mu Zi lay quietly on the bed, she was already awake, but felt so tired that she didn't want to open her eyes.

A dream has gone through her entire first half of her life. She has been dazzling and failed, but now, she is exhausted physically and mentally.

I heard the sound of flapping wings.

Mu Zi opened her eyes, and found that the little crow flew onto the bed at some point, was stepping on the quilt, and tilted her head to look at her.

It looks radiant, with black and shiny feathers, and a tuft of short, thin white hairs on its forehead, which looks like eyes at first glance, which is very strange.

It has been able to flutter several meters away, and it will probably fly away in a short time.

Thinking of this in her heart, Mu Zi couldn't help feeling a little melancholy.

She doesn't like keeping pets because she can't stand being apart.