Chapter 272

In the evening, when it was getting dark, the carriage stopped at the gate of song Xijiao's new yard. Hu que jumped out of the car, took a look at it and said with appreciation, "it's simple and simple, but it's neat and generous. When you look at it, there are three characters written on the lintel of song Xijiao."

Song Xijiao also jumped out of the carriage with a bundle on her shoulder. She said with a smile, "if you want to write about Zhongchun, he is the head of the family."

"The hunter?" Hu que raised a sneering smile. Can a hunter afford this yard? Not by song Xijiao. Oh, a man who lives on his wife! The more he thought about it, the more angry he felt. He suddenly turned around and asked her, "do you know why people in Jinzhou City call you miss song instead of Madam Zhong?"

Song Xijiao was stunned. She didn't think about it.

Now that Hu que said so, it is indeed very reasonable. She has been married for a long time. Everyone who knows her in Jinzhou City knows this. But when she is away, almost everyone calls her Miss Song. Miss Song, Miss Song San, has never been called Mrs. Zhong's wife. Do they not know Zhong Chun?

When Hu que saw her face showing doubts, he shook open the folding fan and said slowly, "because they respect you and can't bear to humiliate you. It's a shame for you to marry the third lady of the Song family to a hunter! Unless they want to humiliate you, they will not mention the hunter in front of you

Song Xijiao raised her head in amazement and said, "no? Is that true? "

Hu que laughed: "do you think there is a second possibility? Your elder sister song QingHan marries Zhou Lu as his wife. Even if the Zhou family is now in decline, she will still be called Mrs. Wednesday when she goes out, because she married to the Zhou family, which is a high climb. Do you marry down, or do you marry down from the sky to the earth? "

As soon as the words fell, a tall figure suddenly appeared at the gate. He leaned on the doorframe with his arms in his arms and sipped his lips. It seemed that he was mocking him and listening to gossip that had nothing to do with him.

Although the other party was just a penniless hunter, it was a bit awkward to say bad things about others in front of others. Hu que took back his eyes and pretended not to see him. He turned around and said, "it's late. I'll go home first. In the morning of tomorrow, we'll send bamboo paper and drawing board to Mr. Xiong."

Then he jumped into the carriage and urged the coachman to leave the "land of right and wrong".

As soon as he left, only song Xijiao and Zhong Chun were left at the gate.

Zhong Chun was still leaning against the door frame, but his face was no longer the ambiguous expression that could not be explained clearly. Instead, he was suddenly gloomy and looked at Song Xijiao, hoping to pull her out of her bones.

She was dressed up well when she went out this morning. However, after going out with Hu que, she changed to look like a little girl from a poor family. Moreover, she changed her clothes!

He didn't want to speculate about something, but as a man, he watched his wife go out with the man without permission. He went home after dark and changed his clothes. Even if he was open-minded and trusted her again, he would be angry.

"You can explain to me!"

Song Xijiao knew that she was in trouble. She hugged his arm in a hurry. She looked up and looked at his eyes as if she were painting the night sky. Her expression was not serious before. She asked each word: "do you think so?"

"What?"

"Think it's a shame for you to be a hunter's wife?"

Song Xijiao was stunned and immediately raised her hand to show her loyalty: "how could it be? I have never had such an idea. If I really dislike you, I would have gone with my elder brother. No matter you are a hunter or a prince or a noble, there is no difference to me, because in my heart, you are just Zhongchun, my husband! I send four! "

"Another four, why not five?"

In fact, Zhong Chun didn't know that song Xijiao was not a villain of that kind. However, it was a great pleasure for him to induce her to say such sweet words.

He took her hand and put her in his arms. A smile finally appeared on his tight face: "I'll listen to your good explanation when I go back to my room at night about changing clothes."

The next morning, song Xijiao was still sleeping. She felt that something was moving around her body, which made her sleep uneasy. At first, she just fluttered her hands and feet in an attempt to scare the monster away. But no matter how much she fluttered, it just kept pestering her. She was so angry that she had to open her eyes. She saw that Zhong Chunzheng was holding a root of dog tail grass and gently sliding on her face and neck.

"Disgusting!" Song Xijiao turned over with the quilt and wanted to sleep again.

Who knows she just turned over the body, was Zhong Chun a turn back: "don't sleep, get up."

"Annoying!" Song Xijiao picked up a pillow and threw it at him, covering his head with the quilt, trying to muddle through.

"Murder you!"

Zhongchun stood by the bed, shaking the dog tail grass in his hand, and said with a smile, "who said that I woke up when I was in the morning last night? Now it's a little bit late, and I still can't afford it? "

"Well How sleepy

Song Xijiao remembered that before going to bed last night, she told Zhong chun to wake up early because she wanted to make cakes for Mr. Xiong and send them with bamboo paper.It's just She was really sleepy, and her consciousness was not clear. As soon as she closed her eyes and looked back, she would fall down again. However, she was grabbed by her arm and pulled to the ground directly.

Song Xijiao was stunned. When she closed her eyes just now, she was still sitting on the bed. When she opened her eyes, how could she stand on the ground?

"If you're so disobedient, don't think I'll wake you up again."

“……”

Song Xijiao knew that she was wrong, so she had to squint her eyes and dress and wash.

When I came to the yard, I saw Li Zi practicing there. I don't know whether he has practiced for a long time or he has gradually gained strength. Recently, when he practiced the boxing skills taught by Zhongchun, he also played with great vigour.

"Mother!" Chestnut rare so early to see song Xijiao, quite strange to say hello, "how do you get up so early?"

"Get up and make delicious food for you."

"Really?" The chestnut was overjoyed, and there was light in his eyes.

Song Xijiao touched his head: "practice hard and you will have delicious food after practicing."

Smell speech, chestnut when boxing more hard.

Song Yuanhan was chopping firewood on one side and looked at the fool who was following him. He could not help saying, "you should also fight with chestnuts."

He sniffed his nose and continued to play with his broken wood, pretending not to hear.

Zhang sighed softly. As the saying goes, dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes to phoenixes. The children of mice can make holes. She and song Yuanhan are greedy and lazy. Are their sons just like them?

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