Raiding That Tsundere [Quick Transmigration]

Cooking a porridge is not bad, but when Wen Jingshu wanted to steam an egg, he somehow picked up a piece of wet firewood. In an instant, thick gray smoke swept over the small corner of the stove and tended to spread outward.

"Ahem, open the door and window." Wen Jingshu covered his mouth and took out the piece of wet wood with tongs, and said to Hua Zhirong.

Hua Zhirong nodded, trotted to open the door and window, Wen Jingshu quickly threw the wet firewood out, coughed twice, and when he turned around, he saw Hua Zhirong looking at him worriedly.

"Are you okay?" Hua Zhirong opened his eyes wide with worry.

"It's okay." Wen Jingshu wiped his face, rubbed the ashes with his hands, and his face was smoky.

Wen Jingshu refused to think about what he looked like in Hua Zhirong's eyes at this time, and wanted to wash his face, only to remember that he hadn't washed Hua Zhirong's face yet.

He took two wicker sticks, brushed Hua Zhirong's teeth, and washed his face. After finishing all this, he remembered that he seemed to have forgotten something.

The eggs are still steaming in the pan.

The water in the pot was almost dry, and the bowl of steamed eggs had shrunk a lot, looking old and dry. Wen Jingshu and Hua Zhirong stared at it for a long time, and finally Wen Jingshu sighed: "I Steam another bowl."

"No more, just this." Hua Zhirong puffed up her chest and said understandingly, "Praise me quickly, praise me quickly." Wen Jingshu couldn't hold back, and stretched out his hand to pinch her. His tender and smooth face: "Let's eat first."

Eggs are not a cheap commodity in this family. They were fine at first. There were five hens and three roosters in the house. It was used up at the funeral, and now there are only two old hens that don't lay much eggs.

The original parents of these two old hens were going to stew them after a while, and Wen Jingshu was going to catch a few more chicks and stew those two old hens when they grew up. After all, old hens The eggs produced are not necessarily worth the food they eat.

He took a plate of pickles, and the two of them ate porridge with pickles and old eggs.

At first, Wen Jingshu was afraid that Hua Zhirong would not be used to eating it, but he didn't expect him to be so used to it that he even ate up the unbeaten and solidified egg whites under the old eggs.

"Jing Shu, what are we going to do now?" Hua Zhirong stood next to him and watched him wash the dishes. He also wanted to do it, but Wen Jingshu ruthlessly rejected him, so he had to chat boringly to pass the time.

"I'll take you to the town later." Wen Jingshu passed a few bowls again and said.

"Oh." Hua Zhirong nodded, and began to think about what is in the town.

Wen Jingshu was afraid that he didn't have enough money, so he brought them all. Hua Zhirong watched his movements, and suddenly remembered something. He rummaged through his pile of dirty clothes, took out a money bag from the dirty clothes, and handed it to Wen Jing In Shu's hand, as soon as Wen Jingshu opened it, there were almost ten taels of silver in this small purse, and Hua Zhirong looked through his ragged clothes again, and found out 1000 taels of silver.

In the countryside, you don’t spend much money. What you eat is homegrown, so you have to spend a little money every year on clothes and things, and spend a lot of money on family affairs. The most economical time is a family of three or four. A few hundred dollars a year is enough, and this 1000 taels is too much for the people here to spend in a few lifetimes.

Because Wen Jingshu's family is a hunter, they don't go to the fields very often, and there is an extra cost for food, which is only about one tael of silver a year, which is also an asset that they can't spend in a few lifetimes.

He weighed the property left by his original parents and what Hua Zhirong casually gave him, and couldn't help pinching the face of his family's capture target. He became more and more convinced that the person who made him time travel was doing it on purpose. If he adds to the block, block him to death.

Hua Zhirong's sharp face was pinched into a bun face, but he was wronged, why did he keep pinching his face, Wen Jingshu put down his hand, turned his head and kissed, stopped pinching, and replaced it with a kiss.

A layer of blush immediately appeared on Hua Zhirong's face, and Baozi's face disappeared in an instant, and his family's husband was a little too unrestrained.

"Let's go, now I should still be able to catch the bus from Uncle Niu's house to go to town." Wen Jingshu took his hand and explained to him while walking and lost him.

"Who is Uncle Niu?" Hua Zhirong asked any questions, Wen Jingshu let go of his hand and began to lock the door, he immediately grabbed a hem of Wen Jingshu's jacket, Wen Jingshu turned around and grabbed his hand again in hand.

"Take someone to the market, just follow me for a while." Wen Jingshu touched Hua Zhirong's head, Hua Zhirong protested subconsciously, and then obediently led him.

At this point in time, everyone in the village has gone to the fields, and those who can hang around are idlers. Li Dazhuang is one of them. He is a well-known village tyrant. He didn't work today, so he staggered towards Wen's house.

The purpose is self-evident, but since he is an idle village tyrant, he is naturally lazy. Wen Jingshu and the others have left, so he wandered to Wen's house, stood outside the fence and looked in, coughing and coughing, Do a few movements that are as conspicuous as possible, in order to attract Wen Jingshu's attention.

In the end, he had finished a set of radio gymnastics, but there was still no movement inside. Li Dazhuang deliberately patted the fence twice, and the fence shook twice. He was so scared that he quickly helped him up, but still no one paid attention to him.

He couldn't take it anymore, poked his head out and saw that the door was locked.

"Uncle Niu." Wen Jingshu led Hua Zhirong, and gave Uncle Niu four pennies. Uncle Niu accepted it with a smile, and looked at his dazzled face with doubts: "Why haven't I seen this child before? Blame the sign."

"My cousin..." Before Wen Jingshu finished speaking, Hua Zhirong immediately answered, "His wife."

"..." Wen Jingshu.He wiped his face and looked at Uncle Niu. As expected, Uncle Niu had a look of horror on his face, and the other people in the car immediately surrounded him: "I haven't seen this child before, Jing Shu, your wife?"

"My fiancée," Wen Jingshu shielded her behind her, Hua Zhirong poked her head out, why did these people react like this, how could this work, Jing Shu is his wife, no, of course it's about husband-in-law It's for the whole world to know, Wen Jingshu couldn't press the target of his family's convulsion in front of so many people, "My parents...the one who ordered me before was a distant cousin of mine. Arrived in two days."

Now everyone understands. It is estimated that the Wen family and his wife have found a wife for their son. I came here, I didn't expect to encounter these things, anyway, I am a relative, so I stayed as a relative.

Of course, it is more likely that the family took money from the Wen family and sent all the children away. Naturally, there is no reason for them to come back. Now Wen Jingshu is still in mourning, and after the mourning period is over, he can marry a wife son.

This is the child, who seems to be not very bright in his head.Those villagers looked at Hua Zhirong again, Wen Jingshu smiled, took him to the side, sat down, covered half of his body, the villagers smiled embarrassingly, and stopped looking.

"Jing Shu, how do you say that I am your fiancee." Hua Zhirong put her head on his shoulder and leaned into his ear and said.

"I'll go back and explain to you, okay?" Wen Jingshu also gritted his ears and went back, patted his back to comfort him, Hua Zhirong was a little dissatisfied, but seeing so many people, she still endured it.

The others looked at Tut Tut and shook their heads. The Wen family would definitely be happy if they saw this scene. This daughter-in-law married or bought something really good. The two of them fell in love within a few days. It doesn't seem too good for Shu's father and mother to be dead, but Wen Jingshu's half-dead look was noticed by everyone two days ago. When the fiancée came, everyone became more lively and healthy.

This kid doesn't look like he has a bad heart, and the countryside isn't that particular, as long as he can live a good life.

Hua Zhirong has never ridden in an ox cart, and even if she did, it is not such an open ox cart. She was curious along the way, looked left and right, there were many questions, and Wen Jingshu patiently answered them one by one. He answered.

The villagers who watched couldn't help laughing, no wonder Wen Jingshu became more lively, his fiancée was a bit too noisy, and I'm afraid she couldn't hold back unless she put in a lot of energy.

Hua Zhirong finally got tired after making trouble halfway, leaned on Wen Jingshu and closed his eyes and fell asleep. When he woke up, he was already in the town, and he was still wearing a rusty hat on his head.

"Why are you wearing one?" Hua Zhirong touched his hat, puzzled.

Wen Jingshu couldn't say that he was afraid that some enemies would chase you, so he just touched his hat: "Don't you like it?"

"I don't like it." Hua Zhirong blurted out without any hesitation.

"..." Wen Jingshu.

"I'll wear it with you, okay?" Wen Jingshu took out another identical one and put it on for herself.

They were wearing similar clothes and hats, and they knew that the relationship was not simple at a glance, Hua Zhirong was satisfied, and nodded: "Okay."

It's strange to say that just now on the small road in the countryside, he was surprised by a small wild flower. He had to take a second look. In such a bustling town, Hua Zhirong lacked interest and found it meaningless. Jing Shu was by his side, buying some new gadgets to pass the time.

When they reached the hospital, Hua Zhirong was puzzled: "Why are you here, Jing Shu, are you sick?" At the end, Hua Zhirong's expression became tense, and he looked up and down Wen Jingshu wanted to see if he was really sick.

"I don't, don't you feel pain in your back?" Wen Jingshu reached out and touched the bag on the back of his head, "It's all gone."

Hua Zhirong blinked, he had an impression of this bag, and when he woke up in the morning, he accidentally pressed it and it hurt all the time.

"Want to see a doctor for me?" Hua Zhirong touched her bag and continued to blink.

"Well, it doesn't hurt after seeing it." Wen Jingshu comforted him, so that he wouldn't want to go to the hospital.

"Yeah." Hua Zhirong nodded awkwardly. The medical center looked uncomfortable, but Shu Shu said that the pain would stop when he saw a doctor. He struggled for two seconds, but still compromised up.

The author has something to say: Hua Zhirong: I feel a little silly

Author: It's okay, you weren't smart before

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