Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

Jing Yuanzhao came to pick up Yan Xin.

"How have you been lately?" he asked.

After the Chinese New Year, he and the governor went out on inspection and didn't come back until early this morning.

"I did two things." Yan Xin said with a smile.

She told Jing Yuanzhao about the house she bought at the foot of Chengshan Mountain and the foundation of her grandfather's drug store.

Then he gathered himself together and told him what Zhu Shichang, the general manager, said.

"Before the Chinese New Year, I thought both things were troublesome. Unexpectedly, someone gave me a pillow when I fell asleep. I'm very lucky this year." Yan Xin said.

Jing Yuanzhao came back early this morning and slept for a while. At dawn, he was called up by the military governor for a meeting and he was busy until noon.

After lunch, his mother called him over to talk and asked him about his patrol.

By the time he took a shower, changed his clothes, and hurriedly came to pick up Yan Xin, it was almost dusk.

He didn't know about Luo Cheng'er, but he was just curious: "Why did the medicine shop burn down? Was it lit by firecrackers?"

Every New Year's Eve, fires always break out in urban and rural areas, which are unavoidable.

It was already the fifth day of the Lunar New Year when the Yan's Medicine Shop had a fire, and there weren't that many firecrackers.

"You don't know yet?"

She told Jing Yuanzhao about Luo Cheng'er's plot against her.

Jing Yuanzhao listened, his face darkened, and he put his arm around her shoulders: "Is this good luck? You are obviously smart and cautious. Damn it, cats and dogs dare to stretch their claws at you!"

If she were his wife, would Luo Cheng'er still dare?

He clearly felt that Yan Xin was easy to bully.

"Don't be angry, she is already dead. She paid the price for it," Yan Xin said.

Jing Yuanzhao was still unhappy. He plans to find Mr. Luo's bad luck tomorrow and must give him a warning. Even if Mr. Luo’s daughter just died.

His daughter deserves to die!

When they arrived at the Governor's Mansion, the family banquet had not yet started, so Yan Xin and Jing Yuanzhao went to sit in front of his wife.

"Why are you angry?" Madam asked Jing Yuanzhao.

"A little thing." Jing Yuanzhao said.

The lady asked Yan Xin again: "Zhu Zhu'er, what's the matter with him?"

Yan Xin: "..."

Jing Yuanzhao: "I'm sitting here, why are you asking Zhuzhu'er?"

"Ask you, your answer is not human, I have to ask Zhuzhu'er." Madam said.

Yan Xin couldn't help laughing.

Jing Yuanzhao told his wife that Mr. Luo's daughter bullied Yan Xin and burned down the Yan family's pharmacy.

"That was the old man's first medicine shop. No matter how generous Zhu Zhuer is, others are not qualified to burn it." Jing Yuanzhao said.

The madam nodded: "That's true. However, the eldest lady of the Luo family also paid the price. She died."

"She's not compensating Zhuzhu'er." Jing Yuanzhao said.

Madam: "Everyone is dead, you can't bring her back to life and worry about it again."

He looked at Yan Xin again and said, "I know about this. I found some clues and sent someone to let Mrs. Luo know.

Mrs. Luo came to me a few days ago and said that Luo Chenger was not very sensible. But she was seriously injured and couldn't get out of bed to apologize to me. "

Yan Xin understood and glanced at Madam gratefully.

Jing Yuanzhao: "Look, without my mother's secret pressure, that woman might not have died. The Luo family just bullied Zhuzhuer. I will bear this grudge."

Yan Xin said hurriedly: "No, don't involve Mrs. Luo in this matter. Mrs. Luo is very good to me, and I have some friendship with her."

The lady said nothing.

Yan Xin can be generous and not care about Mrs. Luo and Mr. Luo, but Madam cannot ask her to be more tolerant, because Yan Xin is the one who is being plotted against.

"This Luo Cheng'er came to the Governor's Mansion to pay New Year's greetings a few years ago. She has some friendship with Rouzhen. I didn't expect her to be such a person." Madam said suddenly.

Yan Xin was surprised.

Saying this at this time, the direction is too clear. Madam is reminding Yan Xin to be careful about Sheng Rouzhen.

"She was also involved?" Jing Yuanzhao's expression turned even more ugly.

Madam: "You can ask her."

Yan Xin didn't want to put his wife in a dilemma, so she answered, "Azhao, let's end this matter. I actually achieved my goal, and I'm very happy. I don't want to cause any more complications."

A smile suddenly appeared on the lady's face: "Azhao, listen to Zhu Zhu'er."

Yan Xin: "..."

Jing Yuanzhao felt like his heart was filled with honey. In front of his wife, he put his arm around Yan Xin's shoulders and said, "I'll listen. Whatever Zhu Zhu'er says is whatever it is."

Yan Xin's cheeks felt slightly feverish.

Zhang Nanshu and Sheng Rouzhen entered the banquet hall later.

The lady said, "Let's have dinner. After dinner, you go and play."

Zhang Nanshu asked: "Where is the military governor?"

She knew the Overseer was back.

During the New Year and holidays, the warlords always ate at home, Zhang Nanshu was sure of this.

But the lady said: "He went to Xifu."

The atmosphere in the room was a bit solemn, and Yan Xin looked at Madam cautiously.

The lady said: "This year the Xifu has invited guests, who may be serving as matchmakers for Jiatong, and the governor has gone to look for his prospective son-in-law."

As soon as she finished speaking, the warlord suddenly appeared at the door.

He rushed back after a long journey.

Everyone was slightly surprised.

The lady was also surprised: "What happened?"

"It's okay, I'll go home and have dinner." The governor said.

Madam: "Where's Xiangkan over there in Xifu?"

"I have seen it. The Wang family is related by marriage, and I have met the child several times. The old lady is a matchmaker. It is certain that the child will be neat and tidy, with no missing arms or legs. I have no objection." The governor said.

Everyone: "..."

The madam urged the meal to be served again.

The servants quickly served the food and filled the table.

Zhang Nanshu was the most curious and not afraid of trouble. She asked the warlord: "Who is Jia Tong marrying?"

She likes Jing Jiatong very much.

Jing Jiatong was so silly, cute and unpretentious that Zhang Nanshu found her interesting.

Compared with her, Jing Feiyan, another young lady from Xifu, was as enthusiastic as Zhang Nanshu, but Zhang Nanshu didn't like her very much.

"Wang Qin." said the military governor.

"Who is Wang Qin?" Zhang Nanshu asked.

She livened up the atmosphere by herself.

The governor told her, and also for Yan Xin: "I have three cousins ​​in Xifu. One of them married into the Wang family."

"Then Wang Qin and Jia Tong are uncle and cousin?" Yan Xin also asked.

"No. Wang Qin is my aunt's nephew," said the military governor.

Zhang Nanshu said quickly: "I understand, the relationship between Mrs. Wang, Jia Lian and Wang Xifeng."

Warlord: "Who is this?"

Zhang Nanshu: "You don't listen to operas or read books?"

The lady laughed.

During the meal, Zhang Nanshu was mainly entertaining, and Yan Xin, Sheng Rouzhen and Jing Yuanzhao occasionally exchanged a few words, and the meal was quite lively.

After dinner, the children left separately.

Sheng Rouzhen left first, and her driver drove over.

She greeted Yan Xin, Jing Yuanzhao, and Zhang Nanshu: "Together?"

"No, we have another place to go, it's already booked." Yan Xin said.

Sheng Rouzhen smiled and got into the car.

As soon as the children left, the house suddenly became deserted.

The lady asked the governor: "We agreed to eat there, why did we come back?"

"Except for the war, we are always together during festivals. We are not used to being separated suddenly." The warlord gently held her hand.

The lady smiled and did not delve into the topic. She just asked, "What did Jia Tong say? Has she fallen in love with Wang Qin?"

"Her?" The Overseer thought for a moment, "I didn't pay attention to her."

lady:"……"

There were many children, and the warlord didn't seem to care much about the joys and sorrows of his unpopular little daughter.

"The old lady has agreed, it must be this marriage," the warlord said again.

Madam: "Yes."

The warlord thought of something and smiled: "The old lady told me something today, about Azhao."

"Why, did Azhao offend her old man?"

"It's not that, it's Azhao's marriage." The military governor said.

Madam's smile suddenly faded: "What happened to Azhao's marriage?"