I Made a Fortune by Marrying a Sick Girl!

Chapter 12 It’s so early in the morning

Song Jin had a cold face and returned to the room in silence.

I sat there for a long time, feeling a touch of sadness all over my body.

Qin Chi on the side felt a little sad, so he got up and went out with a sigh, going to the kitchen to make a pot of scented tea.

"Madam, come and drink some tea to moisten your throat."

Qin Chi asked Song Jin to sit over.

Song Jin patted his cheeks with both hands and smiled out of habit, "Thank you sir, I'm really a little thirsty."

After half a cup of tea.

Song Jin lowered his eyes and asked, "Do you think I should forgive her?"

"A gentleman is chaste and unforgiving."

Qin Chi filled Song Jin's cup with tea.

Song Jin understood what he meant. This sentence comes from "The Analects of Confucius", and its meaning is that a gentleman sticks to the right path and cannot pay attention to credit regardless of right and wrong.

According to Qin Chi, Song Xiu had no need to forgive.

Song Jin said no more.

Instead, he reached into his sleeve pocket and took out the purse he got from Song Xiu. It was the banknote Song Jin had given him earlier.

One thousand taels, four in total.

Qin Chi glanced at the banknotes.

When the tea bowl was placed on the table, Qin Chi said calmly: "Erlang told me that he saw Nai this morning and went to see his aunt. The aunt gave Nai a banknote. He didn't know how much it was, but Nai was He looked very excited..."

"No wonder there are only four."

There are ten banknotes in Luban Box, which add up to ten thousand taels.

Song Jin gave half of it to Song Xiu.

In just a short time, one thousand taels were gone.

It's not that Song's father can't afford more money, but he can't give too much. If a helpless woman marries a girl in the countryside, too much money can easily lead to trouble. This money can ensure that the two daughters have enough food and clothing, but it cannot ensure that they have enough food and clothing.

In her previous life, Song Xiu was extravagant and spent all her money long ago.

Today Song Jin took the opportunity to get the money back, just to teach Song Xiu a lesson.

Song Jin counted out two banknotes and handed them to Qin Chi.

"What does this mean?"

Qin Chi didn't answer and asked interestingly.

Song Jin said: "Take it if it's given to you."

"Then thank you madam."

Qin Chi's eyes are bright and starry, and his every smile carries a different charm.

Song Jin silently looked away.

The impression upon first meeting was so profound that Song Jin didn't believe Qin Chi, who looked so harmless.

Song Jin asked casually: "Qi'an is your character?"

"Well, it was my mother who gave birth to her."

Qin Chi had never taken part in the imperial examination, but when he was just three years old, Li gave him some enlightenment. "My mother's family was in a fairly good condition when she was a child, and she had studied for several years. Later, she was forced to flee due to the war. Unfortunately, she was robbed by refugees on the way. She was the only one who was lucky enough to be saved by my father... He named me "Qi'an" because he hoped that I would be safe and safe in this life. "

Song Jin felt inexplicably sad after hearing this.

Everyone in the world has misfortunes, and they are not all the same.

Qin Chi put away the tea bowl, obviously not wanting to talk anymore, "Go to rest early tonight. Since you don't have to go back tomorrow, I will take you to the county seat."

Song Jin suddenly raised his head and looked at him, that exquisitely beautiful little face full of hope.

Qinjiagou is too far from the county seat.

Just relying on one pair of legs, I'm afraid I'll have to walk until dark.

It happened that the Qin family had a carriage.

Who knows that sometimes the more anxious you are to go to bed, the harder it will be to fall asleep.

The next day, it was early in the morning.

Song Jin, who was drowsily asleep, was woken up by Old Liu's loud voice.

Turn over and sit up, get dressed and comb your hair.

The door was pushed open, and Qin Chi walked in from the outside, holding a wooden basin in his hand.

A basin of clean water.

"Are you awake?"

Qin Chi put the wooden basin on the wash stand, "Come here and wash your face. I'm afraid there won't be any breakfast. Let's go out to eat early."

"Song Xiu made breakfast today?" Song Jin asked while washing up, "What caused such a big commotion?"

Qin Chi didn't say much and just asked Song Jin to go out and take a look later to understand.

Outside.

Song Xiu looked sad.

He was being scolded **** by old Mr. Liu.

After being humiliated last night, Song Xiu wanted to show off his skills this morning to overshadow the big pot of porridge that Song Jin cooked last time.

Ask Qin Mingsong to accompany her to the kitchen early.

Qin Mingsong suggested making rice porridge, but Song Xiu insisted on kneading the dough, and then gave Huo Huo the flour saved by Mr. Liu.

It would be better if it was made into pasta, but Song Xiu added too much water. Not only was it not kneaded into dough, it was all watery and the water was not even boiled.

Even the dogs won't eat the cooked food.

Mrs. Liu was so distressed that she beat her chest.

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Song Xiu hid behind Qin Mingsong and asked him to greet the violent storm of the old Liu family.

Qin Mingsong's face was very ugly.

The hangover made him uncomfortable to begin with, but he didn't sleep long before Song Xiu woke him up, saying it was too dark and asking him to accompany her to the kitchen.

The hangover and lack of sleep gave Qin Mingsong a splitting headache.

But old Mr. Liu was still cursing.

Song Xiu over there was like an abused little daughter-in-law, shrinking back and saying nothing.

"Mom, that's enough!"

Qin Mingsong looked extremely ugly, "Isn't it just a breakfast? Just let others help make a meal."

"Is this a breakfast thing?"

When Mrs. Liu saw her son defending Song Xiu, her anger went straight to Tianling Gai.

Song Xiu cried aggrievedly: "Yes, I'm sorry, I, I have never done kitchen work before, I don't know how, wuwuwu..."

"You wouldn't! You wouldn't have said it earlier. Don't you have a mouth?"

The more Mr. Liu thought about it, the angrier he became, and his attitude became even more acrimonious, "Half of the kitchen was burned down, and the white noodles were all destroyed by you! Now you're here to tell me, you don't know how?! I'll beat you to death, you loser." You... are the whole family! It will be a lifetime of trouble for me, the Qin family, to marry you!"

Old Mr. Liu beats people up when he gets started.

"Mom! Didn't you say you loved pasta earlier? I made it specially for you, but it's just too difficult!"

"When did I say this?"

"That day my sister served you porridge, and I heard it very clearly. Although I failed to make noodles today, my filial piety is not wrong!"

"You-"

"Once raw, twice cooked. I will make sure to add less water next time... Oops, it hurts!"

"I'll beat you to death. I must beat you to death today!"

Old Song Xiu hid next to Qin Mingsong.

One chased and the other fled, circling Qin Mingsong, causing a lot of noise.

Song Jin watched from a distance.

The rest of the Qin family did the same, poking their heads in front of the door.

The kitchen door was in a mess.

Is this making breakfast or burning the kitchen?

No wonder Qin Chi said he couldn't count on breakfast today.

Seeing Song Jin watching the excitement from a distance, Song Xiu glared at Song Jin hatefully.

It’s all Song Jin’s fault!

Why did Song Jin just cook a big pot of rice porridge and everyone was so happy? She wanted to make pasta for Old Liu, but she still got beaten!

No matter how much Song Xiu glared at him, Song Jin found her particularly pleasing to the eye today. Especially it can make old Mr. Liu furious.

What a pleasure!

Song Jin didn't know at this moment that Song Xiu was causing more than just this kind of fun.

Qin Chi once went to the kitchen to help Song Jin, so Song Xiu coaxed Qin Mingsong into the kitchen before dawn.

I hope he can help me.

Who knew that Qin Mingsong, who knew nothing but helping to light the fire, could light the firewood pile!

Song Xiu did not surrender Qin Mingsong, but wanted to sell him.

As expected, Qin Mingsong stood up to defend her!

However, this kind of protection is undoubtedly a knife in the heart of the old Liu family, and he spared no effort in defeating Song Xiu.

Thanks to my family for the reward ~ blowing kisses!

(End of this chapter)