Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

The news about Sheng Yuanshan gave Yan Xin reassurance.

The wall in my heart was finally built and strong. No need to be shaken by the storm, just wait quietly within your own city walls.

In the evening, Sheng Yuanshan came to see her, and his adjutant brought two baskets of vegetables to Yan Xin: one basket of toon buds and one basket of spring bamboo shoots.

There are two more loads: one load of fat fish and two slaughtered ducks.

"It's not worth it, it's just fresh." He said to Yan Xin, "My sister also gave me some puffer fish."

Yan Xin thanks.

She was polite enough to leave the meal.

"You have a very good cook here." Sheng Yuanshan said, "Let me try it too."

Mrs. Cheng's craftsmanship is outstanding.

Not only does she cook well, but her pastries are also exquisite. During these days, she has whetted the appetites of Madam and Jing Jiatong.

Yan Xin: "We will have braised fish and duck soup with fresh bamboo shoots in the evening. I asked Jia Tong to come too."

The maid went to call her at twilight.

When Jing Jiatong heard that there was delicious food, she came over. When she saw Shengyuan Mountain, she felt a little restrained. Probably in her eyes, Sheng Yuanshan, the governor and his wife were all elders.

Sheng Yuanshan looked slightly gloomy.

While waiting for dinner, the three of them chatted, and Jing Jiatong asked about General Staff Lu's family.

"...The fetus has been saved." Yan Xin told her.

"Second Brother Lu went too far." Jing Jiatong, a clay figurine, was so angry, "If I were the Second Young Mistress, I would curse him to death."

Yan Xin: "..."

Jing Jiatong felt more and more that this idea was reliable, and continued: "If he dies, Mrs. Lu's nature is generous, why shouldn't she give special treatment to the second young mistress and her children?

The second young lady married the Lu family not for Lu Cheng. Since she can't get a divorce, and she doesn't care about him, and now she's pregnant with a baby, it would be better for him to die as soon as possible to save worry. "

Yan Xin couldn't help laughing.

Sheng Yuanshan listened quietly and nodded: "Jiatong's idea is unique and is the best result."

Yan Xin said: "There is no airtight wall in the world. If she kills Lu Cheng, the Lu family will not be able to tolerate her."

"We can't kill him. It's best for Lu Cheng to die on his own." Jing Jiatong said, "Even if I go into the coffin, I can't let go of this matter. If I were the second young mistress, I would have a thorn in my heart for the rest of my life."

The family heirloom, precious jadeite, was given away by Lu Cheng to other women at will. It was very difficult to get it back, not to mention it was broken.

Yan Xinxiao: "Jiatong has such a spirit, dad doesn't have to worry about you suffering a loss."

"Sister Yan, where are you?"

Yan Xin thought for a while: "I can do it too."

"Are you getting divorced and leaving, or are you hoping for his death?" Jing Jiatong asked again.

Yan Xin thought about it seriously and felt that there was no better solution, so she said, "I have the same idea as you."

Sheng Yuanshan listened and said: "It's not too late to die. The longer the time passes, the more serious the scar will be on the heart. Only by dying earlier can this wound be erased."

Death is a wave that can erase any trace on the beach.

Once you die, everything will end.

Yan Xin saw that the three of them spoke decently and didn't care at all about Lu Cheng and the feelings of his relatives, which was a bit cruel.

She sighed: "Good people don't live long, and disasters last for thousands of years. How can a good young man die so easily?"

"Indeed." Jing Jiatong was discouraged.

This is just a fantasy to relieve anger, which is of no use. Zhu Congran's pain still cannot be relieved.

Jing Jiatong changed the topic and talked about her recent date.

She met Wu Qingxiao a few more times.

"He is quite an interesting person despite reading books. He accompanied me to the theater." Jing Jiatong said, "Can I choose him to be my husband and take him to study abroad?"

Yan Xin: "..."

Miss Jing Jiatong did not open the door to love at all.

When I said I wanted to marry Lian Musheng before, I just wanted to escape from Xifu; now I want to marry Wu Qingxiao just because I want to have company in a foreign country.

"If you are interested, I will ask my wife to inquire about his family background, and we will let you know then." Yan Xin said, "Maybe you can leave in the summer."

Jing Jiatong wanted to leave.

She didn't feel at ease staying in the Governor's Mansion. She was always afraid that her father would suddenly change his mind and ask her to go back to the West Mansion.

To be honest, what she is really afraid of is A-yan; and A-yan always has a way to convince Abba.

Just like Zhu Congran, she married Lu Cheng for her natal family. If Ayan and her mother wanted her to get married, they would still find a man like Wang Qin for her.

She must get married and go abroad to feel at ease.

"Sister Yan, I'm sorry to trouble you," Jing Jiatong said.

Yan Xin nodded and would tell his wife tomorrow.

The three of them had a very sumptuous dinner.

Jing Jiatong drank two bowls of the fresh bamboo shoot and old duck soup made by Mrs. Cheng.

Sheng Yuanshan was very picky and couldn't help praising Mrs. Cheng's superb cooking skills.

After dinner, Sheng Yuanshan went back and Yan Xin saw him off.

"...Jiatong is quick to talk." He said to Yan Xin, "Are you envious of her being able to study abroad? You have thought about it before."

"The ideals of life are always changing." Yan Xin said.

It's useless for her to be envious, she doesn't have time.

Yan Xin didn't want to continue this topic, so she talked about Jing Jiatong's talk about Jing Yuanzhao's literacy last time.

"...His uncle taught him how to read?" Yan Xin asked.

Sheng Yuanshan: "Yes."

"are you tired?"

"Not really, I just have to think of ways to punish him all day long." Sheng Yuanshan said.

He discovered then that he had a talent for punishing others.

Jing Yuanzhao is not afraid of being beaten or scolded. If the punishment is not adequate, there will be no binding force on him.

"The punishment cannot be the same twice. It's not that other gentlemen dare not beat him, but that ordinary beatings and scoldings are useless to him." Sheng Yuanshan said.

Yan Xin: "..."

If we really have to argue, who of the two is more tired?

"The results are good. He can write well. When my sister was soft-hearted and didn't agree with me to punish him, now she is really a loser. She doesn't know many big characters." Sheng Yuanshan said.

Yan Xin: You Sheng family are the cruel ones.

That night, Yan Xin dreamed of Jing Yuanzhao. As if they were in a very hot place, they were all a little sweaty, sitting by the stream in the evening.

"Sister Ayun." Someone called her.

She turned her face and saw the lame boy holding the watermelon, smiling so hard that his eyes could not see his teeth, and walked towards them. One of his legs is inconvenient, but he is extremely flexible.

"A Song." Yan Xin heard herself greeting him like this.

She woke up.

In the dim light of morning, Yan Xin stood in front of the window, looking at the flowing water in the courtyard. The subtle sound of water reminded her of that dream.

Everything in the dream seemed to have happened before my eyes frame by frame.

Yan Xin dreamed of the lame boy and his voice more than once.

There is also "Ayun" that Jing Yuanzhao mentioned countless times, and Yan Xin also heard this boy call her in her dream.

Last time she thought it was just a projection of her fantasy.

Why does this dream now feel a bit like... a memory?

Yan Xin thought further and suddenly got a headache.

In the morning, Mrs. Cheng went to the vegetable market with the purchaser from the Governor's Mansion. When she came back, she said to Yan Xin, "Miss, do you know who I met on the road?"

Yan Xin had to run errands in the morning and had a terrible headache. She was massaging it when she heard the words and said casually: "Who?"

"Lai Wang. This kid is from my wife's side. He will run away when he sees me. He is so serious. I'm afraid he will come up to me. Why is he running away?" Mrs. Cheng muttered.

Yan Xin: "...Is he Mother Zhou's son? She used to have leg problems, and I cured them. Her son's name seems to be Lai Wang."

"That's him. He and Zhou's mother are both my wife's people." Mrs. Cheng said.

Yan Xin: "My wife is gone, and I don't know where the second bedroom of the Yan family has gone. Where is he working as an errand now?"

Mrs. Cheng: "I wanted to ask too. But he ran away when he saw me. It's really annoying."

"Forget it." Yan Xin didn't take it seriously.

Mrs. Cheng was a little angry.

She suddenly remembered that Zhou's mother had borrowed two taels of silver from her before.

Mrs. Cheng had no intention of asking for it. But Mrs. Cheng was really angry at Laiwang's attitude of hiding from accounts. He ran away when he saw her, fearing that she might collect debts. Did she lack that little money?

To be nice, forget about the money. They were so ignorant that Mrs. Cheng thought that she would have to go find Zhou's mother in a few days and get the money back.

Now I have to give her back at least a piece of the ocean to settle the score.