Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

Yan Xin and the others were about to go back, but they met Lian Musheng.

"...I don't need to be on duty this year, so I'm back." Lian Musheng explained.

He asked a few more people, "The vendor over there sells delicious wontons. Do you want to try them?"

Yan Xin glanced at Jing Jiatong.

Jing Jiatong wanted to go and looked back at Yan Xin eagerly.

Yan Xin said, "I'm a little hungry. Where are you, uncle?"

Sheng Yuanshan: "Try it."

The hawker's business was good, and all the small stools were occupied.

Yan Xin and the others stood on the street eating with their bowls in hand.

She also invited Bai Shuang and several lieutenants to come over and have a bowl of warm food.

Yan Xin told herself not to think about Jing Yuanzhao, but her eyes felt inexplicably sore.

"If you were at home, you would definitely like this." She looked at the bowl and tried not to let her tears well up.

Jing Yuanzhao doesn't stick to trivial matters, and he likes rough and satisfying food the most.

The little wontons on the street, I don’t know what is added to the clear soup, they are extremely delicious. Jing Yuanzhao will definitely eat it in big gulps and sweat all over his forehead.

"Aren't you used to it?" Lian Musheng was a little embarrassed.

He suggested it.

I just didn't expect that there was no small stool to sit on.

"No, it's very warm." Jing Jiatong said. Went to see Yan Xin again.

Yan Xin calmed down the overwhelming emotions in her heart and tried her best to smile: "It's delicious. I'm used to it."

The one I really can't get used to is Sheng Yuanshan.

The hawker's bowls and chopsticks were a bit greasy. He held it and hesitated to open his mouth.

Yan Xin had already drank several mouthfuls of soup and went to get wontons to eat.

"Shrimp skin and pork filling." She said, "It's so delicious."

The wonton bowl they sell is not big. If Jing Yuanzhao were there, he could eat it in two or three bites.

Yan Xin ate and drank while it was hot and stopped talking.

When they finished eating, Sheng Yuanshan took advantage of someone's inattention to pay and returned the bowl to the vendor.

"I feel much warmer." Jing Jiatong held Yan Xin's arm and said happily.

Yan Xin: "Me too. My hands and feet were a little cold just now. After eating the hot soup, I was sweating on my forehead."

Lian Musheng smiled and said, "I'm afraid you will dislike me."

"Don't mind it, we're not that squeamish." Jing Jiatong said.

She asked Lian Musheng again, "Brother Lian, if you don't have to be on duty, where will you celebrate the New Year?"

"I'm alone." Lian Musheng said.

His parents died when he was very young; then he married a wife, but because he was too busy with errands and neglected her, she begged for a son and took all kinds of folk medicines, and she left early.

Now that he is free, he can go in and out by himself.

"You should get married early and have some children." Jing Jiatong said.

Lian Musheng glanced at her.

He didn't answer the question.

The Westerners got into their cars on the street and drove back.

Jing Jiatong ate and drank enough and fell asleep relying on Yan Xin.

It was Sheng Yuanshan who drove for them.

The car returned to her grandmother's house. Jing Jiatong took a nap and woke up.

The performance was still going on on the stage, and the servants gathered underneath to listen to the play and drink tea.

Seeing the host coming back, he hurriedly brought tea and water.

Yan Xin and Jing Jiatong chatted about trivial matters, waiting for the time to pass, watching the New Year and setting off firecrackers.

"...My cousin He Miaomiao, she is very favored in the family. Last year she fell ill, and her aunt and grandmother prayed for her. She recovered, and the He family lit [-] lanterns to fulfill her wish," Jing Jiatong said.

Yan Xin remembered that last year, she, Jing Yuanzhao and Zhang Nanshu went to Longhua Temple to watch the lanterns.

At that time, I only knew that the He family ordered it for the young lady.

"We went to see it last year," Yan Xin said. "From the mountain road up, it stretches the entire mountain road, like a fire dragon."

"I didn't go. But I heard from others that it was very spectacular and magnificent, and it shocked the whole city. For this reason, I listened to my cousin boast about it during the Chinese New Year. It was very annoying." Jing Jiatong said.

Yan Xin smiled.

"She wants to marry the eldest son of the Qing Gang, and her aunt and grandmother are doting on her. She is really doted on." Jing Jiatong said, a little envious.

She also said, "Normally, my father is the warlord, and my status is far superior to hers. In fact, what I got is not as good as hers. People must be able to reincarnate."

Without waiting for Yan Xin to comfort her, she added, "The maid standing guard at the door in the middle of the night is also someone else's daughter. After all, I am already very good at reincarnation. I am so dissatisfied that I still have to envy others."

Yan Xin: "..."

Sheng Yuanshan was sitting next to him drinking tea, thinking that Yan Xin should like Jing Jiatong very much.

It's not tiring to chat with Jing Jiatong, she can talk to herself and tell the whole story.

After another half an hour, the governor and his wife came back.

Soon it was midnight.

Firecrackers suddenly shot up in the sky and crackled all over the city; fireworks were set off, the night sky was as bright as day, and silver flowers bloomed everywhere.

Extremely prosperous.

Yan Xin and others also set off firecrackers to welcome the new year, and then lit the fireworks.

Sheng Yuanshan handed Yan Xin a small brocade box during the fireworks display: "Your lucky money."

"Gold bars?"

"Instead of a gift." Sheng Yuanshan smiled, "You can exchange it for gold bars."

Yan Xin took it and thanked her.

She gave big red envelopes to all the servants on her grandmother's side.

This year's red envelope has been increased tenfold. This is to show favor to the governor and his wife, and their rewards have also been added to it.

The servants naturally became more respectful.

Yan Xin arranged for the night watchers everywhere before going to bed.

Her own trusted servants all followed.

She also gave them red envelopes.

In the bedroom, Yan Xin opened the New Year's gift from her uncle.

No surprise, still a pearl.

This time it was a kind of light gray pearl, three in total, large and round, extremely precious.

He didn't know where he found these. Yan Xin had never seen so many precious pearls in her life.

She still put it away.

Yan Xin was over her sleep and did not sleep. She sat under the lamp and wrote a long letter to Zhang Nanshu.

It has been almost half a year since Zhang Nanshu returned home.

In the past six months, Yan Xin was too busy and had too many things to do, so Zhang Nanshu always sent a telegram.

The telegram was concise, with only a few numbers; Yan Xin also sent a telegram back, each time with the words "peace" and so on.

She even had time to break down.

Jing Zhonglin died, and important matters were temporarily settled, so Yan Xin could have some peace of mind.

She sat under the lamp and wrote letters.

She misses Zhang Nanshu very much; she misses the noisy past between people and dogs in Songxiangyuan.

She told Zhang Nanshu in the letter that she had understood life and was no longer confused.

She also hopes to have time to visit Zhang Nanshu in Beicheng.

She wanted to write to more than just Zhang Nanshu; but the only person she could send to was Zhang Nanshu.

So this letter took ten pages.

She vented all her thoughts for the past six months on paper.

Yan Xin and others returned to the Governor's Mansion on the second day of the first lunar month.

Madam rested for a few days and was in high spirits.

She is busiest in the first month. All the officials and wives of the military government wanted to pay her New Year's greetings.

She got the call and made arrangements one by one.

She needs to adopt an attitude towards these officers and wives based on the feedback provided by the supervisor: who to beat, who to encourage, who to warn, etc. are all in the madam's mind.

Madam will tell Yan Xin in advance.

Yan Xin still needs to cooperate with her.

After a few days, Yan Xin not only mastered his wife's skills in dealing with people, but also understood the relationship between the internal officials of the military government and the military governor.

"...Jing Feiyan hosted a banquet, invited me to be a guest, and also invited Jia Tong to come back. Jia Tong didn't know what to do, so she asked me what I should do. I want to ask you." Yan Xin said to his wife.