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Chapter 125 I just love my mother's bracelet

Shen Yu went to the market early, sold her handkerchiefs, strolled around for a bit, and then went home.

Zhou Jingyi lay there bored all morning, sitting on the bed playing with his fingers. When he heard a noise outside, he excitedly called out for help.

Even though Shen Yu doesn't talk to her much, just seeing her makes her feel that the house is lively and makes her feel at ease.

Zhou Jingyi asked Shen Yu what she had bought.

No sooner had he asked than Shen Yu suddenly sat on the edge of the bed, just half a step away from him.

Zhou Jingyi's heart pounded. His wife was still so beautiful; he couldn't get enough of looking at her.

"I heard that our family has a family heirloom?" Shen Yu blinked, her voice particularly gentle.

"A family heirloom?" Zhou Jingyi had no idea about this.

"Didn't your mother tell you?"

“The Zhou family doesn’t have any family heirlooms, but my mother does have one. It was given to her by my maternal grandmother and is meant to be passed down to daughters, not sons.”

"What are you saying? I only have one son, and I don't pass on my manhood to men. I can't just take him away like that."

Shen Yu's words unlocked Zhou Jingyi's memories that had been sealed away for many years.

Thinking about what happened a few years ago, he felt ashamed and at the same time, he felt sorry for his mother.

My mother... has a daughter.

"What?" Two months after the marriage, Shen Yu had never heard of this.

"Shh!" Zhou Jingyi quickly shushed Shen Yu, telling her to be quiet.

Shen Yu's expression changed slightly. "So, that bracelet will be passed down to my daughter?"

"Maybe yes, maybe no." Zhou Jingyi pursed his lips.

If Shen Yu hadn't mentioned it, he would have almost forgotten about his younger sister's existence; his mother didn't know she was still alive.

Whether the bracelet will be passed down to my younger sister is something for the future; no one can say for sure.

"Xiaoyu, why are you suddenly concerned about this?"

“I really like Mother’s bronze bracelet, but the way you put it makes it seem like she would never give it to me.”

Her small, delicate face, her tearful eyes, and her fragile appearance struck Zhou Jingyi's heart.

My wife has been married into the family for so long and has never asked for anything on her own initiative. Now, she rarely talks to me about things she likes.

And it's not even anything valuable.

As a man, how can you be so stingy?

Zhou Jingyi immediately said, "If you like it, I'll ask my mother for it for you later."

"She won't give it to me. I'm just a daughter-in-law, not a daughter." Shen Yu glanced at the man in front of her.

"It's just a bronze bracelet. I'll buy it for my mother when my leg heals and I earn money from hunting."

After a pause, Zhou Jingyi changed his mind: "If she really won't give it to me, I'll buy you something better once I make some money."

"I like hers the most." Shen Yu pursed her lips, her eyes full of anticipation.

"Okay, I'll ask her for it when Mom comes back."

"Really?"

"real."

When asked for something, Zhou Jingyi's masculine dignity immediately stood up, and he beamed with joy.

Shen Yu suddenly leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. "But you can't say it was what I wanted. That's not right."

"Hehe, yes, yes!" Zhou Jingyi nodded frantically.

He understood that, after all, she wasn't his own mother, so it wasn't appropriate to ask his mother for things.

After Shen Yu left, Zhou Jingyi felt as if he could still feel her soft touch and the warmth of her breath on his face.

Her face grew increasingly red, and she couldn't help but let her mind wander.

My wife actually kissed me first!

The awkwardness in her heart must be gone.

Unfortunately, his leg wasn't fully healed yet; otherwise, tonight would definitely have been his wedding night.

However, although his legs are inconvenient, he is convenient in other ways.

Xiaoyu can do it herself...

Zhou Jingyi was startled by his own thoughts, and his face turned as red as a monkey's bottom.

I was too ashamed to face anyone, so I pulled the blanket over my head.

Good heavens, what is he thinking about?

Girls are all shy, how can they take the initiative?

He has to go first...