Chapter 152 - Wanting to Eat
The Sickly Scion's Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
In the end, Auntie Tian bought a lot of brown rice from Widow Wang. Although Widow Wang liked to take advantage of others, she had some standards. In her opinion, the An family was worse off compared to her own family. Their medical bills were a burden all year round.
Therefore, she did not raise the price and simply sold it to Auntie Tian at the normal market price.
Shen Yijia kept her word. While using the cart to help deliver the food, she also brought the remaining wood with her.
As soon as she entered the An familyâs courtyard, she saw An Xiuâer, whom she had not seen for a long time, passing by the corridor wearing a brand new jacket and carrying a birdcage.
When An Xiuâer saw Shen Yijia, she paused for a moment before returning to the house with the birdcage.
âI donât know whatâs wrong with this girl recently. She treats that bird like a treasure every day. Ignore her.â Auntie Tian tried to smooth things over for her daughter awkwardly.
Shen Yijia did not mind. She licked her lips. It had been a long time since she had roasted bird meat. She wanted to eat it.
Shen Yijia helped An Dong unload the items. She pushed the cart home, her mind still thinking about the smell of roasted meat.
Auntie Tian sat by the fire in the central room. An Xiuâer leaned over and asked, âMother, what did Auntie Li say?â
Actually, she had already guessed it when she saw so much food, but she still refused to give up.
Auntie Tian tapped her forehead angrily. âItâs not like we canât stay here. Why should we go to someone elseâs house?â
She had no intention of borrowing the Song familyâs residence from the beginning. After all, An Dong and An Xiuâer were not young anymore. Song Jingchen and his wife lived in the Song familyâs residence, so it was easy for gossip to spread.
When she went out, An Xiuâer coaxed her into mentioning it.
âYou didnât mention it?â An Xiuâer pouted in dissatisfaction.
âI did, but they didnât agree.â
An Xiuâer fell silent.
Auntie Tian glanced at her and thought of what An Dong had said about her being weird recently.
Thinking of Song Jingchenâs face, her heart dropped for a moment. She said sternly, âYouâve been embroidering wedding dresses in your room recently. Iâll find you a good husband next spring.â
âI donât want to get married,â An Xiuâer blurted out, her face pale.
âYouâre not getting married? Do you not want to marry a husband that Iâve suggested, or do you just not want to marry at all? Are you prepared to be an unmarried woman at home for the rest of your life?â The more Auntie Tian looked at it, the more she felt that something was wrong. She was secretly angry at herself for not realizing it earlier.
âI⦠I donât want to get married yet.â With that, An Xiuâer ran away with the birdcage.
âYou donât want to get married? Do you want to spend the rest of your life with that pigeon?â Auntie Tian was furious, especially because of the guess in her heart.
She couldnât help but complain, âThis child was fine in the past. How did she become like this? I donât know where she got a pigeon from, but she refused to stew it to nourish her fatherâs body.â
âI want to eat roasted birds!â Shen Yijia couldnât help but mutter when she got home.
Song Jingchen was reading at the side. When he heard this, he found it funny and couldnât help but expose her fantasy. âWhere can I catch birds for you in this weather?â
âI think Xiuâer has one. Itâs fair and fat. Itâll definitely taste good when roasted.â Shen Yijia retorted indignantly.
âIâll catch one to prove it to him tomorrow.â?she thought.
Song Jingchen frowned. He put down the book in his hand and looked up at Shen Yijia. âYou saw it? What breed is it?â
âHow would I know what breed it is?â Thinking that Song Jingchen didnât believe her, Shen Yijia thought hard and said, âItâs fair and chubby. Oh, right, its eyes are red.â
She caught a glimpse of the bird when An Xiuâer turned around.
Song Jingchenâs gaze darkened and he stopped talking.