I Made a Fortune by Marrying a Sick Girl!

Chapter 87 Qin Chi returns

Qin Mingsong stayed at home for five days.

Song Xiu took good care of her body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There is also a trace of charm between the eyebrows and eyes, obviously the body and mind are well nourished, but she has a bit of a real girl, like a white peony flower in full bloom.

The next two or three days.

The two were locked in the house almost all day.

From time to time, a slight muffled sound would be heard, causing people in the other three rooms who could understand it to walk around the fourth room.

Song Jin went to the medicine shop these days and was not at home during the day. It was Xiao Liu who gossiped with her, and then she found out that the two of them had done ridiculous things. They thought that if they locked the door, others wouldn't know?

However, Qin Mingsong refreshed Song Jin's understanding.

Wasn't he noble in his previous life?

A doubt flashed through Song Jin's heart.

Qin Mingsong doesn't look like a man who would protect his sweetheart now, so why didn't he touch her in the previous life? You know, Song Jin thinks he has good looks.

Before anything happened to the Song family.

There are many people coming to ask for marriage.

There must be something in this, but these are all things from the past life, and there is no way to study them.

Song Jin was not interested in investigating.

Just think about it and let it go.

The dinner that day was very sumptuous, and a big fat chicken was specially killed. It was said that Qin Mingsong was going back to the academy tomorrow, so he would kill a chicken and make soup today to replenish his health.

This is what Mr. Liu confessed early in the morning.

Xiao Liu curled her lips and whispered in Song Jin's ear, "My uncle must have been doing too much in the past few days, so your grandmother wanted to kill the chicken to make up for him."

"Ahem."

Song Jin almost choked on the chicken soup.

Xiao Liu raised her hand and gave it to Song Jinshun, "Drink slowly, no one will **** your chicken legs."

"That's right, I won't steal it."

Sanlang raised his little hand, but his little eyes looked at the big chicken drumstick in the bowl of Song Jin Soup.

The other children were also greedy, but none of them wanted what they wanted. They were all so well-behaved that they made people feel soft.

In her previous life, Song Jin worked every day and was as tired as a dog. She was not very close to her children. Perhaps because of Qin Mingsong, they didn't seem to be warm to her.

This life is different.

Everyone calls her sister-in-law affectionately every day.

Song Jin promised softly: "I'll treat you to roast chicken tomorrow, secretly."

The eyes of several children suddenly lit up, and they nodded again and again like chickens pecking at rice.

The big dining table in Lao Qin's house is rectangular.

Old Qin and Old Liu sit at the head of the table. The closer the position is to the two, the more it represents the status of the family. However, there is no room for more than a dozen people in the family, so the children do not eat at the big dining table. They are assigned to a small table. .

Xiao Liu has to take care of the twins.

Mrs. Lin has to take care of Erya's meal.

The two of them usually sit at the small table. Song Jin simply didn't want to sit at the same table with Qin Mingsong and Song Xiu, so she came to eat at the small table privately so that she wouldn't have to see them unable to eat.

"Ahem..."

There was a slight coughing sound coming from outside the yard.

Mrs. Li immediately put down her bowls and chopsticks and walked out a bit rudely.

Boss Qin also put it down and said, "I'm going to take a look. I guess Da Lang is back!"

The Qin family is very familiar with that coughing sound.

Is there really no one else but Qin Chi?

Song Jin was in a daze for a moment, and the hand holding the chopsticks was trembling slightly with nervousness, but she was completely unaware of this.

Just a familiar cough made Song Jin lose his mind.

Erlang and Sanlang all quickly picked up the rice, or walked out with the food in hand.

Silang and Wulang also wanted to follow suit and ran out, but were caught back by Xiao Liu.

"How is that possible?!" The woman's sharp cry shocked Song Jin.

Looking at Song Xiu who was losing his composure in front of the big dinner table, Song Jin's distant thoughts finally returned.

Is Qin Chi back? !

The real person is back!

Didn’t it say it would take about ten days?

Song Xiu ignored Qin Mingsong's surprised look and hurriedly got up from the dining table and ran to the door.

Qin Chi stood in the yard, tall and elegant, with a distinguished temperament. However, the cloth gown he wore today was slightly loose, making him look even more elegant.

Mrs. Li stepped forward and hugged him, her phoenix eyes filled with mist, and she began to look at her son carefully, "Mom had a nightmare. In the dream, something happened to you, but it scared me."

"Dreams are the opposite."

Qin Chi comforted with a chuckle.

"Live, come back alive?!"

Song Xiu's face was full of disbelief, and she was mumbling weird words that she couldn't wait for.

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Song Jin ignored the strange looks from others, walked to Song Xiu step by step, and said lightly:

"Yes, my husband-in-law is back alive. Are you surprised? My good sister."

"Impossible! How..."

Song Xiu was so stimulated that his face turned blue.

He looked like he was going crazy at any moment, especially when he looked at Song Jin, his eyes seemed to be filled with poison.

But the more she acted like this, the stronger the smile on Song Jin's lips became, "I don't think I'm a man who punishes his relatives. At least he survived after marrying me. If you look closely, I'm still a prosperous husband."

So on the contrary, Song Xiu is a scumbag.

When Qin Chi married her in his previous life, he died and his whole house was completely wiped out.

Song Jin clearly didn't say this, but the look in his eyes made Song Xiu extremely angry. He couldn't help but rolled his eyes several times.

Then the person fell down softly!

Song Jin pretended to help her eagerly, "Xiu'er? What's wrong with Xiu'er? Why did she suddenly faint again."

Qin Mingsong originally stood up to come over, but when he saw this situation, he quickly came over, as did everyone else.

Mrs. Liu came up and pressed Song Xiu's hand. While doing so, she complained: "Uncle, please take the fourth brother and sister back to the house to have a rest. From now on, you should be more moderate in things. The fourth brother and sister are delicate and delicate. Don't worry." Getting tired."

"Second sister-in-law, please stop talking..."

Qin Mingsong blushed at the words.

It took a lot of effort to calm down and carry Song Xiu back to the house.

At this moment, Qin Chi's return is not that concerning.

Except for Song Xiu, Dafang's people, and the children at home, the rest of the Qin family were accustomed to it and had no feelings about Qin Chi's return.

This is his home.

Isn't it normal for him to go home?

When he usually goes to the academy, Qin Chi only comes back once a month.

Qin Chi comforted Mr. Li and got rid of the few kids at home who were clinging to him. Step by step, he walked towards Song Jin who was standing in front of the main room with a clear goal.

There were obviously other people here, but Qin Chi only saw Song Jin in his eyes at the moment.

"Madam, my husband is back."

He came back alive!

Qin Chi added something in his mind.

Under that calm face, there were a pair of burning black eyes, which contained too many things at this moment.

Song Jin's feelings were different.

I just felt that the light in his eyes was too bright, far better than the most dazzling stars in the night sky, and Song Jin subconsciously wanted to avoid it.

Song Jin lowered his eyes and responded gently: "Well, I hope you're back safely, sir. Are you hungry? I've made chicken soup at home tonight, and I'll get you a bowl."

"Okay! Thank you for your hard work, ma'am."

Qin Chi's eyes followed Song Jin's back, and he reluctantly took it back until Song Jin entered the kitchen.

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