The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

"Brother Tie Dan, please wipe it!" Lin Miaomiao handed Tie Dan a handkerchief. She has always been the most attentive of the children.

Although she often plays with her, she is always quiet, perhaps because of her frail and sickly temperament since she was a child.

Tie Dan took the handkerchief and wiped it on his mouth. A piece of clean white plain handkerchief was dyed black, and his face instantly flushed red.

Here, Shen Yijia was in a good mood with the fish in one hand and Song Jingchen with the other to go home, where she met Aunt Tian and An Xiuer.

"Aunt Tian, ​​Xiu'er." Shen Yijia greeted.

"Are you going to catch fish? This fish is really fat." Aunt Tian said with a smile.

The snow disaster is over, which means that An Dong can marry his wife soon, and the huge rock in her heart can be loosened. She is not in a good mood.

When most people hear this, they must say that if you want to eat a meal, you will send one to your family. After all, the two families are still close.

But Shen Yijia raised her chin with a smug look on her face: "Yeah, I just caught it by the river, but there are too many, you should go and catch it."

Aunt Tian choked, even though she had known each other for a long time, she was still speechless by Shen Yijia's straightforward words every time.

She laughed dryly: "We don't have the ability to you. What, it's cold outside, you go home."

Shen Yijia responded with a smile and pushed Song Jingchen away.

An Xiu'er kept her head down and didn't speak until Aunt Tian pulled her.

Song Jingchen glanced back at An Xiuer, put his eyes back on his legs, and sneered.

That night, several children had stomach troubles...

Shen Yijia felt so guilty that she didn't expect that the fish she grilled would be so destructive, so she only ate a few mouthfuls by herself.

At this time, she had to be thankful that Song Jingchen didn't eat...

Fortunately, it wasn't very serious, and it would be fine after squatting a few times in the toilet.

In March of Yangchun, the Tiedan family's new house next door to the Song family was ready. Originally, I wanted to invite Uncle He.

But unfortunately, their daughter is going to go out at the end of this month, so there is no time to spare.

In the end, Widow Wang asked the village chief to talk about it, and asked the village name of Xiagou Village to do the work.

Now, what every household lacks the most is money, and there is no reason why it should not be done.

The escorting team entered Xiagou Village.

If in the past, the villagers were sure to say a few sour words, this time it was uncharacteristic.

Early in the morning, a few women came to help together, not to mention that they didn't come empty-handed, they all brought a few eggs, a few handfuls of wild vegetables and so on.

At this time, wild vegetables are popping up, which is not uncommon. Eggs are precious.

Not to mention that the snow disaster has just passed, even during the Taiping years, only people with good relationships will send this.

A few women were seen to be a bit dry, and Aunt Tian couldn't drive people out on a happy day, but could only invite people in with a smile on her face.

When working together, these few hesitated for a long time, originally to apologize for the past.

When the snow disaster was trapped in their homes, many people in the village were thinking that if the Song family in the capital had not been so overbearing when they came back, the Song family would not have been helpless.

And the time when the bandits came, if it wasn't for the little lady of the Song family who helped to speak, it is impossible to say what would have happened.

Now that it's said, Father An is now in good health, and his son is married. Aunt Tian is not bothering about the old affairs. After all, he has to live in the village for the rest of his life.

When the villagers came to the door with a gift, they also politely invited in, and the Anjia was lively and happy.

Anton is wearing a wedding dress today, and his face that has been expressionless all the year round is rarely brought a smile today.

Seeing him lead the bride off the sedan chair amid the jokes of the crowd, Shen Yijia slapped her lips.

Back then, the big day of her and the beauty's grandfather...

I searched for the memory of the original owner, since I have no impression of it, the only thing I have is fear, and at that time, the officers and soldiers broke in before they visited the hall, interrupting the wedding banquet process...

If it really counts, she and Song Jingchen are not justified.

She secretly glanced at Song Jingchen and found that the latter was also looking at her.

Song Jingchen obviously also remembered what happened that day, reached out and squeezed Shen Yijia's hand.

His lips twitched a few times and said nothing.

"Brother Song, Sister Shen, you're thirsty, I'll pour you a cup of tea." An Xiu'er came over at some point, holding a teapot in her hand...

Just as Shen Yijia was about to say no, a child suddenly jumped out of the crowd and hit An Xiu'er.

In order to stabilize her body, the teapot in An Xiu'er's hand flew out directly, in the direction of Song Jingchen's legs.

Song Jingchen narrowed his eyes and restrained the movement he wanted to avoid subconsciously, but he didn't want Shen Yijia, who was beside him, to dodge in front of him.

It was too late for Song Jingchen to try to pull her away, and he watched her being doused with a pot of hot tea.

"Ah!" An Xiu'er screamed in fright, her eyes turned red, she took a few steps to support Shen Yijia, and seeing the clothes in front of her were soaking wet, she took out a handkerchief and wiped it for her at a loss: "Shen, Sister Shen, are you alright, I'm sorry, I..."

Her scream attracted everyone's attention, and the scene was silent for a moment.

Song Jingchen hurriedly took off his robe and put it on her, and glanced at An Xiu'er coldly.

Shen Yijia was a little embarrassed by everyone, so she turned sideways to avoid An Xiuer's hand, frowned and said, "It's fine, I'll just go home and change my clothes."

She was wearing thick clothes so that she wouldn't get burned, but if it was poured on Song Jingchen's legs, it wouldn't be so.

"Then, go to my house and change, we are about the same size..." An Xiu'er said with a guilty face.

"No, it's not far."

She also didn't like to wear other people's clothes, so after Shen Yijia called Lin Shao to accompany Song Jingchen, she wanted to go home.

Aunt Tian glared at An Xiu'er and hurriedly greeted everyone to the table.

An Xiuer grabbed her handkerchief with her fingers, and looked at Song Jingchen with a blushing face: "I, I really didn't mean it, I went with Sister Shen."

Looking at the two people leaving one after the other, Lin Shao frowned: "Brother Song..."

He always thought this An Xiuer was strange.

"It's okay." Song Jingchen interrupted him, his tone was as cold as ice, showing how bad he was now.

The little girl looked carefree, but she was more defensive than anyone else, and she would always grow up...

"Sister Shen, I'll go with you."

Shen Yijia paused, glanced at An Xiu'er, hesitated for a moment but did not refuse.

She didn't follow into the house, but waited in the yard. Since she was frightened and fainted once by Tuanzi, she had rarely come to Song's house. The only time she came was to thank the bandits.

When Shen Yijia changed her clothes and came out, she also stood there quietly, as if she hadn't moved since Shen Yijia entered.

"Sister Shen, are you alright?" An Xiuer asked hurriedly when she saw her coming out.

Shen Yijia stared at her for a while, then shook her head, "It's okay."

"Sister Shen, you have saved our family several times." An Xiu'er took out a purse from her arms and handed it over: "The last time I was saved from a bandit, even my father's body was your medicine. I don't know how to thank you for being cured, so I can do it with needlework, so don't dislike it."