The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

The purse is made of fine cotton, and it is also embroidered with peony patterns, which is delicate and small.

It's totally different from the one Shen Yijia gave to Song Jingchen.

Shen Yijia liked it very much, so she didn't refuse, took it over and said thank you and went out to settle down.

There is a group guarding the house, so you don't need to lock the door.

"Sister Shen." An Xiu'er asked curiously, "The medicine you gave my father last time was very effective. It must be very precious, right?"

Shen Yijia nodded: "Well."

"Then...why don't you treat Big Brother Song's legs..." An Xiu'er held back her words for a long time.

Shen Yijia looked at her like an idiot: "I just gave it to my husband, what about your father?"

An Xiuer choked.

Shen Yijia said again: "My husband is not sick, can he eat his legs well even after taking a pill?"

"I-I didn't mean that..."

"Why do you care so much about my husband?" Shen Yijia interrupted her directly, looking unhappy.

"I, it's just a pity to see Brother Song, so I ask. Sister Shen, don't get me wrong, I have nothing to do with Brother Song." An Xiu'er was stunned for a while, apparently not understanding why Shen Yijia was like this all of a sudden, she wasn't very good at talking before. Is it right?

As soon as she heard the word misunderstanding, Shen Yijia rolled her eyes: "Don't call me Sister Shen, call me Lady Song in the future."

Dahua told her that if a woman wants you not to misunderstand, she hopes you will misunderstand.

No wonder she felt something was wrong with An Xiuer, it turned out to be her husband's attention.

After speaking, he threw the purse in his arms into An Xiu'er's arms.

At this time, the banquet has already opened, and the banquet in the An family is quite rich for the current villagers. There is meat and vegetables, and everyone is busy eating the two people who have come in without anyone noticing.

The next day, Aunt Tian brought her newly-arrived daughter-in-law to the house to recognize her.

It was also the first time that Shen Yijia saw He Xinci. She was a very shy girl with two dimples on her face. Shen Yijia's first impression of her was not bad.

Aunt Tian also smiled, and it could be seen that she was very satisfied with this daughter-in-law.

In addition to planting their own land, the villagers of Xiagou Village will also cultivate the land for a large family.

Especially after the snowstorm, everyone wanted to get more money in exchange for more land.

Today, a gorgeous carriage stopped in front of the Song family's old house.

Since Song Maolin is gone, Song Dajiang and his wife have not been out and about. If it is not for seeing Song Dalin from time to time, the villagers will forget that there is still this family.

The arrival of the carriage made the silent old house come to life at once, attracting the attention of many villagers working in the fields.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted by a slender hand, and a girl dressed as a maid came down.

After the maid got off the car, she glanced at the Song family's yard with disgust, and then she put her hand into the carriage with a smile: "Madam, this maid will help you get off the carriage."

She said that, the driver immediately knelt down with his hands on the ground and arched his back.

In the car, a wealthy young woman supported the handmaiden's hand and stepped on the back of the driver and walked down slowly.

The villagers who were working in the field curiously looked at this scene and frowned when they saw this scene.

The woman was smeared with fat and powder, and her head was surrounded by golden hairpins. Everyone felt familiar, but they couldn't remember who it was.

Song Dalin, who heard the movement, recognized it, and said with an incredible expression: "Song Jiayue, why did you become such a ghost."

"Bold, why did you talk to our wife..." Although Song Jiayue was just a concubine, she looked good and young.

In Liu Mansion, Mr. Liu was quite fond of him, and in private, she would not let the maid beside her call her aunt.

After the maid scolded her angrily, Song Jiayue pretended to be unhappy and said, "Xing'er, what are you talking about? This is my eldest brother, so be polite to me."

"Yes, this servant knows it's wrong." Myolie perfunctoryly blessed Song Dalin's body: "Uncle, I'm sorry."

The pretence between the two was so obvious that Song Dalin was foolish to see it. He frowned and asked, "Why are you back?"

Since Song Jiayue got married, he never came back. He was instructed by Song Dajiang to visit Liu's house once during the disaster.

Braving the cold wind and heavy snow, I didn't see anyone at all. When I came back, I was injured and almost left.

"I heard that the third brother is gone. I couldn't come back because of disasters everywhere. Today, I came back to give him incense sticks." Song Jiayue said with a smile.

Seeing her bright red, she believed that she was married to Song Dalin today.

Although Song Maolin was gone, he felt a slight sigh of relief, but there was no reason why no one would step on when he died. After all, they were all brothers.

He glanced at the yard and lowered his voice to warn: "You better not mess around, since the third child is gone, mother has been seriously ill, and father is not in good health these days, if you get angry, look at me. How to clean up you..."

Song Jiayue listened impatiently and interrupted him: "I said eldest brother you are stupid, but don't think that I am the same as you!"

When she remembered that in order to heal Song Maolin, she was forced to marry an old man older than her father, and she hated it.

Knowing that she couldn't escape, she forced her to go out only if she had a big banquet, just to make Song Maolin and even their entire Song family lose face.

But it's still not enough to relieve her anger. I didn't expect that God has eyes, and the person who was held by her parents in the palm of her hand is gone.

When she heard the news, Song Jiayue burst into tears in her hiding room. It's happy, she wants to watch her parents regret it.

"Oh, my sister-in-law is back. Come in. My aunt has been talking about you these past few days." Xiao Liu suddenly came out and interrupted the two brothers and sisters who were tensed with swords.

Xiao Liu was driven back by her mother's family. During the snow disaster years, no one's food was precious.

There are three older brothers in his family, and if his parents want to take her in, he has to see if his sister-in-law will answer.

After coming back, Mrs. Liu had been picked up by Mrs. Liu in the sickbed several times, and now she only dared to work with her neck shrunk.

Song Jiayue glanced at Xiao Liu in disgust, avoiding her to hold his hand without looking at her.

Putting his hand on Xing'er's hand, he twisted into the room.

"Oh hey, you didn't see that girl wearing it on her head. Why don't you think it's pressing your neck?" Widow Wang said with saliva flying, and she tutted twice when she was excited.

"As soon as she left on the front foot, Song Dalin hurriedly went to find the barefoot doctor in the village. I guess Song Dajiang and his wife were very angry.

Especially that Liu family, since their third primary school, I heard that the whole person has been ill, is it not because Song Jiayue's girl is out of anger? "

Shen Yijia wouldn't find it strange no matter how absurd things happened in the old house, everyone just listened to the story and did what to do.

But this did not affect Widow Wang's spirit of gossip at all.

"As for the Liu family, the children's favorites are Song Maolin and Song Jiayue.

As a result, when it comes to old age, it will die, and the remaining one will also become a white-eyed wolf. If I were her, I would have to be angry half to death. "