Chapter 4 — The Fiance's Surname is Ninh

After knowing that I was a "little deaf guy", she did not pout or show any distaste, nor did she blame Ninh Thu for choosing me. "Miss Nguyen, don't be afraid." She waved for me to come forward. But I shrugged and asked in a low voice: "Are you going to force me to memorize the family rules?" "Are you going to force me to starve?" "If I read it wrong, will you use a ruler to beat me?" There are lessons from my previous life. Before getting married, I should still ask clearly. But after these words were said, not only Ninh Thu's face darkened, but even his mother became suspicious and cold. "Where were you beaten?" Ninh Thu tensed and grabbed my wrist. He pulled my sleeve up, wanting to check for injuries. "Is it from the Nguyen family?" "No!" I hastily explained. "Father, mother and sister A all treat me very well." "I'm just afraid..." "Afraid of what?" Ninh Thu frowned slightly, the pain in her clear eyes almost overflowing. Luckily, Mrs. Ninh understood. "Miss Nguyen, we don't hit people, there are no family rules in the house." "You married Thu Nhi to be a wife, not to come here to be a buffalo or a horse." She took off the jade pendant on her waist and handed it to the mama next to her. "Go find the best doctor, please come into the palace." "Tell him to see if Miss Nguyen's ear can still be cured."09Ninh family has arranged a room for you. me, right next to Ninh Thu's room. It was late at night, he still hadn't slept. Light from inside the room filtered through the thin window paper. The first night at Ninh Gia, I couldn't sleep. Someone knocked on the door three times. I thought I heard wrong until I saw a silhouette on the window. I opened the door, the person standing outside was Ninh Phu's mother. Just as I was about to speak, she put her finger to her lips, telling me to follow. In the kitchen there is a pot of hot oil boiling. I asked strangely: "Mom, haven't you had enough for dinner yet?" She laughed, her bright eyes reflecting the light in the kitchen. "Make it for the lady to eat." "This is fried cat ears. Bite down and it will make a crispy sound." "After eating, the lady's ears will hear it!" Ma ma kneaded the dough into a golden color, dropped it into the oil pan, and made small cakes shaped like cat ears. She makes one, I eat one. In his previous life, Lam Hoai also found someone to treat my ears and forced me to drink a lot of bitter medicine but it had no effect. Later, he also gave up. "A little deaf guy is just a little deaf guy. Anyway, you're clinging to me, I will take care of you for the rest of your life." "If there is an afterlife..." Lam Hoai's eyes darkened, his lips moved slightly, as if he was saying something but I didn't hear it. Certainly not a good word. He doesn't want to see me again. I know my mom is tricking me. Eating cat ears can't cure my ears. But they were willing to coax me. I was also willing to let them comfort me... A plate of crispy cat ears was eaten by me. I rubbed my round belly, my heart seemed to be filled. Life with Lam Hoai is like a bad nightmare. It was dispelled by the candlelight in the kitchen. I also gradually forgot everything... 10The Lam family's big gate has been open for three days. But still no one came. The errand boy carefully asked: "Sir, is the door still open? Are we still waiting?" Lam Hoai looked up from the stack of documents. He closed his eyes in frustration, rubbing his mind. When he raised his eyes slightly, his eyes were filled with red blood. "Wait!" There was only one word. Lam Hoai thought Nguyen Nguyen would definitely come find him. She was born in the capital and married to Giang Nam. In a strange place, without knowing anyone, where else could I go besides looking for him? Besides, what better choice does a little deaf guy like Nguyen Nguyen have? Time passed in the blink of an eye, half a month was over. Outside the window, cherries are red, banana leaves are green. But still no sign of Nguyen was seen

Original. Lam Hoai really couldn't sit still anymore. He wanted to personally go find Nguyen Nguyen. But where to look? Thinking carefully, he discovered that he knew absolutely nothing about his wife. He didn't know her hobbies, nor where she often went... In his previous life, he never asked these things. He only occasionally asked Nguyen Nguyen about the world-famous sister A. Even the little things he remembered about her were related to sister A. Nguyen Nguyen likes to eat cakes, also because Sister Nguyen Phu likes to eat them. Nguyen Nguyen likes to read poetry, but sister A writes better poetry. He always considered her a shadow left by her sister A. Lam Hoai stood for a long time. It was so long that the drizzle outside the window came in, wetting his shirt, making his whole body cold. That cold feeling constantly crept into my bones. But no one came forward to close the window, poured him a cup of hot tea, and wrinkled his nose in reproach: "Husband, you don't know how to appreciate your body at all!" He didn't dare to continue touching those memories. They are like a ferocious beast that is difficult to trap. Once released, heaven and earth will turn upside down, and hearts and hearts will be crushed. After sitting down at the table, he quickly wrote an envelope and sent someone to deliver it to the Nguyen family.