Quick Travel: The fishing beauty refuses cannon fodder

Shi Wenxiu finally agreed. She wanted to find a chance to have a good chat with Xie Shuchen. After all, they were not relatives, so Xie Shuchen gave their family so many good things, but she was still a little worried.

Shi Rong didn't know what Shi Wenxiu was thinking. After seeing Shi Wenxiu agree, he went to Xie Shuchen's house the next day and told him about it.

Xie Shuchen listened to Shi Rong's speech quietly. After he finished speaking, he pulled him into his arms and kissed his lips gently, "I'm very happy that Rong Rong can think of me."

Shi Rong blushed a little. It was really strange. Xie Shuchen kissed him so fiercely before, and he had never been so embarrassed before. But just such a fleeting kiss made him feel a bit at a loss.

Shi Rong rubbed his heated earlobes and whispered, "So thank you, brother... do you want to go to my house for dinner?"

When Shi Rong came to invite him, Xie Shuchen naturally would not refuse. What's more, this is also a disguised form of meeting the parents. He smiled and said, "Of course I want to go."

Shi Rong suddenly thought of something. He hesitated and asked, "Brother Xie, do you miss home during these days when you go to the countryside?"

Xie Shuchen was startled, then shook his head, "My mother died young, my father remarried and had a new child, and my only sister is also married..."

"Thank you, brother." Shi Rong was anxious and interrupted Xie Shuchen. He felt that Xie Shuchen was really pitiful, "I shouldn't ask you this question. I don't know..."

"It's okay, Rong Rong. Isn't it normal that you want to get to know me?"

"Yes." Shi Rong quietly stood up on tiptoes, leaned into Xie Shuchen's ear, and comforted softly: "Brother Xie, it's okay, my home will be your home from now on..."

Xie Shuchen lowered his eyes and hugged the person tightly into his arms.

……

time home.

It was a rare sunny day today. Zhao Zhixin moved a small armchair and sat leisurely basking in the sun at the door. Suddenly he heard a woman's curse in his ears.

He who has been eating melons all year round immediately opened his eyes and looked towards the source of the sound. Hey, isn't this the eldest daughter married off from Wang Guohua's family, Wang Zhaodi?

Wang Zhaodi's face was covered in black and blue, and she looked like she had been beaten. But her father Wang Guohua pretended to turn a blind eye, reached out and took the large and small bags of things from Wang Zhaodi and said something.

After hearing what Wang Guohua said, she spat angrily, "Bah! Wang Yindi, a bitch like me, dares to beat Yaozu. Who will take out her anger when she gets married in the future?"

Hey, Zhao Zhixin just doesn't understand. Why are the other daughters of the Wang family thinking so strangely?

Take a look at Wang Zhaodi. Her face looks like she was beaten. Her father didn’t even ask a question. Wang Yaozu was still there grabbing her things...

Doesn't this make her angry?

Besides, with Wang Yindi's fighting prowess, seven or eight grown men would fall to the ground if a big man fell down. Is it necessary for Wang Yaozu to vent her anger?

But Wang Zhaodi didn't think about it, and she kept scolding, "This damn Wang Yindi should be taught a lesson. The family really raised her for nothing, and she doesn't know how to be grateful at all..."

"Stop talking!" Wang Guohua noticed the secret glances of the people around him, and his face became tense, "Let's go in first."

The Wang family has been a hot spot for gossip in the village recently. Whenever someone in their family goes out, someone who wants to make fun of them will come up and make fun of them. They lose all face inside and outside.

Wang Guohua already had a good reputation, so how could he let others see his jokes?

When he thought of the sarcastic looks from all directions, he couldn't help but vent his anger on Wang Zhaodi: "Why did you bring these things when you finally came back? Look at your brother Yaozu, he's so thin from hunger."

Zhao Zhixin, who moved the armchair home and climbed up the wall secretly, smacked his lips. This Wang Guohua was so thick-skinned. This Wang Yaozu is as fat as a pig, but he still has the nerve to tell lies with his mouth open.

Seeing how Wang Zhaodi was beaten, one knew that her status in her husband's family was definitely not high, so what good things could she bring? Maybe he was beaten because he wanted to bring something to his parents' family.

Wang Zhaodi's lips trembled, and she subconsciously wanted to touch the corners of her blue eyes, but in the end she put her hand down, "Dad, it's my fault that I made my little brother starve and lose weight..."

Wang Guohua snorted coldly and ordered: "Bring some meat when you come back next time. Your little brother eats bran vegetables every day, which has no nutrition. If he doesn't supplement it properly, how will he support you in the future?"

Wang Zhaodi said: "I know..."

"father!"

As soon as Shi Rong entered the door, he saw Zhao Zhixin standing on a small stool and scratching the wall to watch the excitement of the Wang family. He glanced at Xie Shuchen quietly, and then reminded his father in a low voice, "Xie Zhiqing is here."

After all, Zhao Zhixin had been eating for so many years. He got off the stool slowly, clapped his hands, and walked over: "Xie Zhiqing... Hey, you're already here, why do you bring anything with you?"

Xie Shuchen brought a piece of meat, a bottle of canned meat and a large bag of sugar. He handed the things over and said very humbly: "Uncle Zhao, a little thing is not disrespectful."

Zhao Zhixin said this, but he still took it honestly. He quickly invited people into the house: "Come on, come on, come in and sit down."

After putting the things away, he called Shi Wenxiu to come out to entertain Xie Shuchen, and then hurried to the kitchen to prepare for cooking. This golden rice bowl is a rare trip, and with such a good piece of meat, Zhao Zhixin is ready to show off his skills and make a stew.

Everything was ready, but he found that there was not enough seasoning. There was no other way, and it was too late to buy it now, so Zhao Zhixin simply went out and planned to borrow it from someone he had good connections with.

Next door to them is the Sun family, and they have a pretty good relationship. When Zhao Zhixin went, the Sun family was receiving their son-in-law, "You're already here, what are you doing with so many things?"

The son-in-law of the Sun family is a talented man and a very talkative young man. "Dad, you have raised such a good daughter like Xiaoman. Such a thing is disrespectful."

These words made everyone present smile. Even the daughter of the Sun family next to her blushed and looked at her husband sweetly.

"Okay, okay, come inside and sit down, come inside and sit down..."

Someone noticed Zhao Zhixin who was standing aside and asked, "Hey, isn't this Old Zhao? Why are you here at our house for the Chinese New Year?"

Zhao Zhixin always felt that this scene was surprisingly familiar. When he came back to his senses, the strange feeling in his heart still lingered, "Old Sun, I came to your house to borrow some spices..."

"Okay. Xiaohui, take Lao Zhao to the kitchen to see what seasonings are there."

Sun Hui, the son of the Sun family, came over and said, "Uncle Zhao, come with me."

"oh oh……"

Zhao Zhixin frowned and followed Sun Hui.

Maybe he's overthinking it? Isn’t this the case for all people who come to visit you?