The Eldest Daughter of a Rural Family
Chapter 513: Quickly Falling Out and Getting Divorced (8)_1

Chapter 513: Chapter 513: Quickly Falling Out and Getting Divorced (8)_1

"Have you seen ghosts?" she said as she tossed the book onto a high table nearby.

"You and Shen Songming..." Mo Heng looked at her, waiting for her to continue.

Seeing that he had brought it up, Pei Qin’s expression gradually became serious, and her eyebrows tightly furrowed.

Mo Heng reached out to smooth her furrowed brow, caressing her small face, "Tell me, can you? I will take it to the grave."

Pei Qin looked at him with a complex expression, "Did Shen Songming tell you, or did you guess?"

"I had my suspicions early on." Mo Heng admitted his previous doubts.

Pei Qin’s mouth twitched, and she got out of bed to pour a glass of water, "You’re right! Shen Songming and I are what you understand as ’Borrow the Dead to Resurrect the Soul.’ We are from the same place, both from the twenty-first century, a thousand years later. After dying inexplicably, we ended up here!"

Even though he was mentally prepared, being told she was from a thousand years later still made Mo Heng tremble, "...Will you... leave?"

Pei Qin sighed with a laugh, "After putting down roots, how could there be a chance to go back!"

Mo Heng hugged her tightly. He finally knew why she was so strongly against marrying him and not prepared for the wedding. It was he who shamelessly wanted to possess her, to have her, to impregnate her, and then to marry her. But if he had to do it over, he would still make the same choices. The temptation to have her was too great for him to resist!

"I can’t breathe..." Pei Qin mumbled. It seemed like he wanted to squeeze her into his flesh; did he not realize she was a living person?

Mo Heng quickly let her go, and seeing that she was fine, he held her gently again, "Did you also have a family in the twenty-first century?"

"I had a father and mother, of course I had a family!" Pei Qin replied to him.

Contemplating, Mo Heng realized ’father and mother’ meant parents and asked, "...Is there anyone else?"

Seeing how cautiously he asked, Pei Qin shook her head, "It’s just me and my parents in our family. What else do you want to know?"

"Everything." Mo Heng said greedily. He wanted to know everything about her.

Pei Qin glanced at him dismissively, "To make a long story short, our family, the Old Pei’s..." She briefly discussed her family’s situation and her own.

Mo Heng listened intently, and after she finished, he asked again, "What about Shen Songming?" That day, he had heard the two of them conversing in a strange language and guessed that they had known each other for a long time.

"I slapped a two-timing jerk, not realizing it was his brother-in-law. That’s how he recognized me." Pei Qin didn’t know the details about Shen Songming’s family.

"Teach me!" Mo Heng said, holding her.

"Huh?" Pei Qin asked, confused.

"Teach me how to speak your language!" Mo Heng didn’t want to see the two of them sharing private secrets.

Pei Qin thought for a moment before she realized, "You mean English?" Considering he could no longer write and had been practicing calligraphy at home every day, now that she wasn’t too busy, "I’ll start teaching you English when I’m free! However, my expertise is quite specialized; I’ll let Shen Songming teach you some later!" Technical terms were a mile long; what use was teaching him that? Could it be eaten or drunk?

"I want to learn from you." Mo Heng pressed his forehead against hers, "Did you study this before?"

"No! English was just a second language for me. I was a street vendor!" Pei Qin always told people she was a vendor.

Mo Heng gazed at her with a serene look.

"Fine! I did some amateur research. But it’s all about centuries later, which doesn’t exist here!" Pei Qin began to bluff with her eyes wide open, trying to deceive him.

Mo Heng didn’t call her out, just listened to her nonsense, gripping her tightly, "Don’t tell anyone else! Not a word to anyone outside!" A world from a thousand years in the future—he didn’t know what that world would be like, but if her true identity were known, it would surely bring calamity.

"So, you’ll take it to the grave!" Pei Qin trusted him not to tell; how could he find anyone to tell, with his odd and secretive nature and his short lifespan?

"Mhm." Mo Heng agreed, capturing her small mouth eagerly, kissing her deeply while holding her head.

It was starting again... Pei Qin really had to thank her pregnancy and the fact that he was injured and ill. Otherwise, given his boldness, impressive size, and stamina, these days would have been unbearable for her.

The next day, Mo Heng began counting days, determining Pei Qin had conceived that night they were together, then figuring out when the three months would be up, the last three months, and which months in between, pacing out the timing for each.

Seeing him staring blankly with the book, Pei Qin called him over, "Come here, I’ll teach you English." She found him something to do.

Mo Heng complied, coming over to study seriously with her, and began to practice writing with his left hand.

He had been eating with his left hand these days; he wasn’t very good with chopsticks but managed to get by. As for holding a pen...

Pei Qin looked at his writing on the paper, expecting a mess of ugly scrawls, but to her surprise...

"This really makes one envy another to death!?" She had practiced for years, and yet compared to his ambidextrous handwriting, hers was inferior.

"I practiced in my spare time," Mo Heng looked up at her with a smile.

"Heh." Pei Qin had nothing to say in response. When she was idle, she used to roam around, either vending, fighting, or fiddling with things. And look at him, so sophisticated, practicing his left hand in his free time after having perfected the right. How idle must he be? He even had time to take the imperial examination and ranked first...

"Elder sister! Elder sister!" Pei Yuan called out as she came over.

Pei Qin came out, "What’s up?"

Seeing she was not busy, Pei Yuan approached, "Tingyu came and said her aunt wants to talk to you. She’s feeling bored during her confinement."

When Pei Qin visited last time, she was drinking a milk-reducing soup, and insisted that Pei Qin try it too. Just the smell of it had turned her stomach, "I will go after finishing up these next two days." She wasn’t a good candidate for idle chitchat, so why keep asking her?

When Sun Xiujin heard she wouldn’t come, her eyes darkened with a fierce look, and she coldly huffed. That cheap Pei Qin! She gave birth to a girl prematurely; Pei Qin shouldn’t expect her child to fare any better! Just wait and see!