Son-in-law's Romantic Life

What a great dream.    

Young policewoman was stunned. The expression on her face was very unbelievable. She even felt a little strange in her heart.    

This guy said he was looking for a wife.    

But what exactly did this sentence mean? Was he trying to find a woman to be his wife, or did he have a wife to begin with?    

For a moment, young policewoman's heart was filled with curiosity.    

She took a look at this beggar. His appearance was old and his body was dirty, but his figure was tall and straight. His age should not be very old, so it was normal for him to have a wife.    

Perhaps something had happened that caused her to become a beggar, but her heart was still concerned about her wife?    

With some doubts in her heart, young policewoman continued to ask, "Who is your wife?"    

The man lowered his head and looked at the photo in his hand.    

Was that a photo of his wife? young policewoman could not help but move her head closer and then looked up blankly, "There are four of them. Who is your wife?"    

"Four. All of them are my wives." The beggar tilted his head and thought for a while before saying.    

Pffft...    

Young policewoman was almost about to burst out laughing.    

This guy actually said that he had four wives.    

Haha, this might be the funniest thing that I heard today. A beggar dares to say that I have four wives?    

Please, let's have a monogamy now. A person can only have one wife. It's impossible to have four wives.    

"Stop joking. How can you have four wives?"    

Young policewoman expressed her deep suspicion. Was it this guy who had gone completely crazy?    

Furthermore, young policewoman even suspected that among the four women, there might not be any wife of this beggar.    

It was completely impossible.    

Although this photo was somewhat yellowed, very old, and even torn apart, one could still tell that the four women in the photo were devastatingly beautiful.    

Every single one of them was absolutely stunning.    

The most important thing was the temperament on their bodies.    

One look and you could tell that he wasn't an ordinary person. How could the husband of such a woman be a beggar?    

Could it be that this beggar picked up a photo from somewhere and thought that the women in the photo were all his wives?    

That was crazy.    

Young policewoman felt that she had encountered something fun. Although this beggar was dirty, when she had just taken action, he looked a little scary.    

However, young policewoman did not feel any danger. young policewoman could roughly understand this kind of person. As long as you did not touch his reverse scale without knowing death, he would not do anything dangerous to you.    

In the photo, the four women looked very beautiful, very perfect, and very happy.    

However, for some reason, that smile made young policewoman's heart feel heavy. It was as if she was suppressing something and it was very uncomfortable.    

It was clearly a very beautiful smile, but why was there such an oppressive feeling in her heart?    

Just at this time, young policewoman saw the beggar's pair of eyes.    

Night.    

Those eyes were especially bright, like the stars in the sky.    

His entire body was obviously dirty, with only that pair of eyes, which even made people a little fascinated.    

In that pair of eyes, it was clear.    

It was no longer that scarlet red. Those eyes were very beautiful and it even made young policewoman slightly impulsive in her heart.    

It was very hard to imagine that a beggar would actually have such a pair of bright eyes.    

What made young policewoman the most shocked was that this man's pair of bright eyes revealed that kind of emotion. It was a kind of deep longing and longing.    

That kind of feeling was definitely not fake.    

In an instant, young policewoman felt an impulse in her heart. Could these four women really be his wives?    

A few seconds later, young policewoman laughed involuntarily.    

"In an instant, I actually felt that you had four wives. You are really stupid." Slapping her head, young policewoman was somewhat speechless. She felt that she had also become stupid.    

Although she had always been called dumb in the police station, she had never been so stupid before, right?    

"No, not four..." The beggar frowned as if he had thought of something.    

"It's not four, it's... five? No, six, or more?" The beggar tilted his head, frowning as he pondered.    

The memory fragments in his brain were so powerful that many things had disappeared from his brain and he could not recall them.    

The broken memory seemed to cause some pain to the man.    

Young policewoman was a little stunned and decided not to continue to entangle with the issue of her wife.    

"Then what is your name?" young policewoman asked.    

"My name is... Eh, what is my name again?" The beggar opened his mouth and wanted to speak.    

But when he was about to say something, he suddenly couldn't remember.    

What was his name?    

"Su? Yang? Shen? Xia?"    

Each and every word that came out of his mouth was inexplicable.    

It was as if he could not remember, some of his messy memories were linked together.    

"Shen, Little Chen, my name is Little Chen." Finally, the beggar thought of something. He smiled and said happily.    

"Little Chen?"    

Although it was only a name and he didn't know his life, it was still not bad.    

At this moment, young policewoman felt her stomach growling with hunger.    

She stood up, "Wait here. I will come over immediately."    

The beggar stood there obediently and did not move.    

After a while, young policewoman finally came back. She held two servings of fried noodles in her hands and threw one to the beggar.    

Young policewoman herself felt somewhat confused. She definitely had a cramp in her brain today. Definitely.    

She only had a salary of 3000 yuan per month. She was reluctant to buy branded clothes, cosmetics, and bags. She was actually willing to buy food for this beggar.    

However, the money for a bowl of rice was not a problem.    

For this beggar who had always been eating rubbish, fried noodles should be considered quite a good thing. He was snoring as he ate.    

Young policewoman, who was at the side, laughed foolishly.    

When this guy did not fight, he was actually quite gentle and quiet.    

His appearance could not be seen, but from the outline of his face, his appearance should not be too bad. His pair of eyes were also quite pretty.    

His hair was a bit messy. Perhaps it had been a long time since he had cut his hair, but it was all hanging loosely on his shoulders like a bird's nest.    

Usually, this kind of dirty man would have some bugs or something on his body, but this man didn't seem to have any on him.    

"Hey, is it delicious?" young policewoman asked.    

The man frowned and said, "It's not delicious."    

What?    

He didn't expect that he would kindly buy this guy a serving of fried sauce noodles. It was fine if this guy didn't thank him, but he actually said it wasn't delicious?    

He treated good intentions as if it was a donkey's liver and lungs.    

"An authentic dish without a cauldron's record..." The beggar continued.