Chapter 275 - Qian Youde Is Here
The Sickly Scion's Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
âIs that so?â Shen Yijia dug her ears. She rubbed her hands and urged, âLetâs walk faster. Otherwise, the roasted chicken wonât taste good when itâs cold.â
Looking at her young ladyâs back as she ran away, Mo Yuan looked up and quickly followed.
âHey, young lady!â On the second floor of the inn, if not for Shuan Zi and Zhu Zi stopping him, Qian Youde would have jumped down.
After shouting at the top of his lungs for a long time, not only did he suffer, but he also watched as the person he had been looking for for so long slipped away.
He kicked the two of them angrily. âHurry up and chase after her!â
As soon as Shen Yijia entered the residence, she rushed to look for Song Jingchen. Suddenly, a figure flashed past her eyes. She shouted, âStop right there!â
Thirty Thousand paused and placed his hands behind his back. âYoung Madam.â
Shen Yijia narrowed her eyes. âDid you go to the kitchen to steal food again?â
Ever since this person returned, it was as if a rat had entered their house. They couldnât keep anything to eat, and she had even caught them once. That was why she asked.
âIâ¦â Thirty Thousand was about to deny it when his hand behind his back was grabbed and pulled out. There was nothing in his hand except a water bag.
Thirty Thousand glared at Mo Yuan with a red face, then lowered his head aggrievedly. âIâm too hungry.â
The corners of Shen Yijiaâs mouth twitched. He had to drink water from hunger? Although this person was indeed good-looking, it was really inappropriate for a grown man to have such an expression.
Thinking of something, she paused and looked at him strangely for a long time. She said generously, âThere are so many potatoes at home. If youâre hungry, eat them. Why are you so sneaky?â
Thirty Thousand looked at Shen Yijia in disbelief. A few days ago, she caught him stealing food and beat him up.
Because of that incident, he was punished by his master and ended up starving for so many days.
Besides, he wasnât sneaking around just now. It was a subconscious action after being caught.
Shen Yijia rubbed her nose and coughed dryly. âMo Yuan, go and make him a full potato banquet. Donât starve yourself.â
He didnât even look at what he had stolen last time. He had actually roasted a rabbit that her beautiful husband had finally caught. How could she not beat Thirty Thousand up?
Now that the weather was so cold, it was difficult to find prey on the mountain. She had specially taken a look. That rabbit was a female. She originally wanted to catch another male and let them give birth to two little rabbits.
In the end, the rabbit was accidentally eaten by this person. Of course he deserved a beating.
âMasterâ¦â
Shen Yijia pursed her lips and said indifferently, âDonât worry, Iâm here.â
She wouldnât say that Song Jingchen had punished him because she was too angry. In the end, she forgot about it.
Seeing that he had probably not eaten for the past few days, she felt a little guilty, so she decided to let her beautiful husband continue to take the blame.
âThank you, Young Madam.â Thirty Thousand was so excited that tears almost welled up in his eyes. He had been relying on drinking water for the past few days. He would never dare to steal food again.
He still felt a little wronged. He had only gone to the kitchen to look for food when he was hungry. When he saw a rabbit, he couldnât resist. Who knew that his master had specially prepared it for Young Madam?
âGo quickly, Mo Yuan. Make more for him.â Seeing him like this, Shen Yijia felt a little guilty and urged him.
Mo Yuan did not even look at Thirty Thousand. She nodded and turned to go to the kitchen. Thirty Thousand quickly followed.
Looking at the two of them leave, Shen Yijia heaved a sigh of relief.
âWhat are you looking at?â
Shen Yijiaâs vision was suddenly blocked. She looked up and saw Song Jingchen looking at her with a dark expression.
She blinked and held Song Jingchenâs arm ingratiatingly. âHubby, what a coincidence. I was just about to look for you when you came.â
Song Jingchen raised his eyebrows and glanced in the direction Thirty Thousand had left without saying anything.
Shen Yijia followed his gaze and felt inexplicably guilty.
However, this time, she was really not staring at Thirty Thousand in a daze. She was clearly looking at Thirty Thousand and Mo Yuan.
Shen Yijia tugged at her ears and let go of Song Jingchenâs hand. She patted her small cloth bag proudly. âHave you had lunch? Look what I brought back for you.â
Song Jingchen helplessly reached out and tucked her hair behind her ear. It felt cold.
He quickly took off his cloak and put it on her. He lectured her with a dark expression, âWhy did you go to someone elseâs house to freeload on food on such a cold day?â
âDidnât I get someone to raise a few chickens in the courtyard? If you want to eat them, just let Mo Yuan cook them.â
Ever since Shen Yijia brought back half a roasted chicken for the first time, Song Jingchen had gotten someone to get a few chickens to raise.
He thought about how Shen Yijia wanted to eat at home.
Shen Yijia puffed up her cheeks indignantly and defended herself. âWhatâs ours is ours. I simply earned some extra from other peopleâs houses.â
She still wanted those chickens to lay eggs and hatch chicks. How could she eat them?
Seeing her like this, Song Jingchen felt bitter. He felt that he had made Shen Yijia suffer.
Otherwise, why would she care about this?
He silently cupped her ears with his hands and waited for them to warm up.
Then, he held Shen Yijiaâs equally cold hands in his. He lowered his head and took a deep breath as he rubbed her hands.
Seeing his actions, Shen Yijia grinned and forgot about Song Jingchenâs scolding.
She leaned forward and kissed Song Jingchenâs forehead. âHubby, youâre the best.â
Song Jingchen paused and smiled bitterly. He wasnât as good as she thought he was.
âOh my, letâs go back to the house. Otherwise, the roasted chicken will get cold.â Shen Yijia retracted her hand and pulled him into the central room.
âDonât go in the future. Iâll cook anything you want.â Song Jingchen suddenly said while letting her pull him along.
He didnât want anyone to look down on her. Only this silly girl couldnât think so much.
Shen Yijia turned around and smiled at him. âSure, I want to eat your braised potatoes.â
In any case, the Liu family was out of chickens. It was fine if she didnât go. She could just give in to her husband.
âAlright.â
Other than leaving Shen Yijia, Mo Yuan would complete everything else she asked Mo Yuan to do.
When she mentioned making a potato banquet, Mo Yuan made a table full of steamed, stewed, stir-fried, fried, potato cakes, potato crackers, and more.
She did everything she could. She worked from noon to sunset.
At first, Thirty Thousand could still keep up with her cooking speed. However, he had barely finished the previous plate when the next plate was out of the pot.
Gradually, he slowed down.
Thirty Thousand burped and looked at the table full of dishes that he could no longer eat. He said regretfully, âActually, you donât have to make so much.â
Speaking of which, Rooster and the others had spent more time with Mo Yuan. Thirty Thousand did not know much about the person who stayed closest to the Young Madam.
Although they had only seen each other a few times in the residence, the only impression he had of Mo Yuan was that she was a little cold.
Mo Yuan said, âMiss said to prepare a full banquet.â
She finished expressionlessly and looked straight at Thirty Thousand.
The corners of Thirty Thousandâs mouth twitched. He said in disbelief, âYouâre not expecting me to eat it all, are you?â