Chapter 189 - An Xiu’er’s Scheme
The Sickly Scion's Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
âBrother Bruiser, you can use this handkerchief!â Lin Miaomiao handed Bruiser a handkerchief. She had always been the most attentive among the children.
Although she often played with them, she was always quiet. Perhaps it was because she had been weak since she was young.
Bruiser took the handkerchief and wiped his mouth. A clean white handkerchief was stained black, and his face instantly turned red.
On the other hand, Shen Yijia was in a good mood. She carried the fish in one hand and pushed Song Jingchen home with the other. She met Auntie Tian and An Xiuâer.
âAuntie Tian, Xiuâer,â Shen Yijia greeted.
âWere you catching fish by the river? These fish are really fat,â Auntie Tian said with a smile.
After the winter disaster passed, it meant that An Dong could soon marry a wife. This huge rock in her heart could be relieved, and she was in a good mood.
When ordinary people heard this, they would definitely say âWould you like a fish too? Iâll send one over to your family.â After all, the two families were quite close.
However, Shen Yijia raised her chin and said proudly, âThatâs right. There were a lot of them by the river just now. Hurry up and you can catch some too.â
Auntie Tian choked. Even though they had known each other for a long time, she was still speechless at Shen Yijiaâs straightforward words.
She laughed dryly. âWeâre not as capable as you. Well, itâs cold outside. Go home quickly.â
Shen Yijia chuckled and pushed Song Jingchen away.
An Xiuâer lowered her head and didnât speak until Auntie Tian pulled her back.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
That night, the children started having diarrhea.
Shen Yijia felt extremely guilty. She did not expect the fish she roasted to be so lethal. They only took a few bites each.
At this moment, she couldnât help but be glad that Song Jingchen didnât get to eat it.
Fortunately, it was not very serious. They would all be fine after a few visits to the toilet.
In March, Bruiserâs new house next door to the Song familyâs house was ready. He wanted to ask Third Uncle He to help with the construction.
Unfortunately, Third Uncle Heâs daughter was getting married at the end of this month and they were too busy to visit.
In the end, Widow Wang told the village chief about this matter and asked the villagers of Xiagou Village to work on the building.
What every family lacked the most now was money, so they naturally agreed.
The bridal escort team entered Xiagou Village.
If it was in the past, the villagers would definitely have said something nasty. This time, it was different.
Early in the morning, a few women came to help. They did not come empty-handed. They all brought a few eggs, some wild vegetables, and so on.
It was not rare for wild vegetables to appear at this time. Eggs, on the other hand, were precious.
Without even mentioning the harsh winter that had just passed, even in the past, only families with good relationships with him would give this to him.
Auntie Tian was a little annoyed at these women, but it was a big day today, so Auntie Tian couldnât chase him out. She could only invite them in with a smile.
When they were working together, these people stammered for a long time before speaking up. It turned out that they were here to apologize for what had happened in the past.
Many people in the village thought that if the old Song family, especially Song Maolin, had not gone overboard when they returned from the capital, the Song family would not have left them in the lurch.
Also, if not for the young lady from the Song family speaking up for them when the bandits came, who knew what would have happened?
Since the villagers apologized, Father Anâs body had recovered, and her son was getting married, Auntie Tian didnât harp on the past. After all, she still had to live in the village for the rest of her life.
When the villagers arrived with gifts, they politely invited them in. The An family was filled with joy.
An Dong was wearing wedding robes today. His usually expressionless face also had a rare smile on it.
Shen Yijia smacked her lips as she watched him lead the bride out of the bridal sedan while everyone teased him.
She thought about the day of her own wedding.
After searching through the original hostâs memories, she could not remember anything. The only thing she remembered was fear. Moreover, at that time, the soldiers had barged in and interrupted the wedding banquet.
In fact, she and Song Jingchen werenât legitimately married.
She stole a glance at Song Jingchen and realized that he was also looking at her.
Song Jingchen clearly remembered what happened that day and reached out to squeeze Shen Yijiaâs hand.
Her lips moved a few times, but she didnât say anything.
âBrother Song, Sister Shen, you must be thirsty. Iâve poured you a cup of tea.â An Xiuâer walked over with a teapot in her hand.
Shen Yijia was about to say no when a child suddenly rushed out of the crowd and bumped into An Xiuâer.
In order to stabilize herself, the teapot in An Xiuâerâs hand flew out in the direction of Song Jingchenâs legs.
Song Jingchen narrowed his eyes and restrained himself from dodging. Unexpectedly, Shen Yijia blocked his path.
Song Jingchen wanted to pull her away, but it was too late. He watched helplessly as she was drenched with hot tea.
âAh!â An Xiuâer screamed in fear. Her eyes instantly turned red. She took a few steps forward to support Shen Yijia. Seeing that her clothes were wet, she helplessly took out a handkerchief to wipe her clothes. âSister Shen, are you alright? Iâm sorry, Iâ¦â
Her scream attracted everyoneâs attention. There was a moment of silence.
Song Jingchen quickly took off his outer robe and put it on her. He glanced at An Xiuâer coldly.
Shen Yijia felt a little awkward under everyoneâs gazes. She dodged An Xiuâerâs hand and frowned. âItâs fine. Iâll be fine after I go home and change.â
She was wearing thick clothes and wouldnât be scalded, but the situation might have been different if the hot tea landed on Song Jingchenâs legs.
âThen come to my house to change. Weâre about the same sizeâ¦â An Xiuâer said guiltily.
âNo need. Itâs not far.â
She didnât like to wear other peopleâs clothes either. After saying that, Shen Yijia called Lin Shao to accompany Song Jingchen and went home.
Auntie Tian glared at An Xiuâer and quickly called everyone to their seats.
An Xiuâer clutched her handkerchief and looked at Song Jingchen with a red face. âI really didnât do it on purpose. Iâll go with Sister Shen.â
Lin Shao frowned as he watched the two of them leave. âBrother Songâ¦â
He felt that An Xiuâer was strange.
âItâs fine,â Song Jingchen interrupted him. His tone was as cold as ice, which showed how bad his mood was.
Shen Yijia looked carefree, but she was more guarded than anyone else. Besides, she had to grow up eventually.
âSister Shen, Iâll go with you.â
Shen Yijia paused and glanced at An Xiuâer. She hesitated for a moment before refusing.
An Xiuâer didnât follow her into the house and waited in the courtyard. Ever since she fainted from seeing Furball, she rarely came to the Song familyâs residence. The only time she came was when she came to thank the Song family for saving her from the bandits.
When Shen Yijia came out after changing, she stood there quietly, as if she had not moved since Shen Yijia entered.
âSister Shen, are you alright?â An Xiuâer asked when she saw her.
Shen Yijia stared at her for a while and shook her head. âIâm fine.â
âSpeaking of which, Sister Shen, youâve already saved our family several times.â An Xiuâer took out a pouch and handed it over. âYou saved me from the bandits last time. Even my fatherâs body was cured by your medicine. I donât know how to thank you. Iâm only good at needlework. Please accept this pouch.â