Chapter 100, Wronged

  In the night, Shen Yijia lay on the couch and waited for a long time, but she didn't see Song Jingchen returning to the house, it was midnight when she opened her eyes again in a daze.

   There was still no one beside him, he reached out his hand and felt the coldness, so it could be seen that Song Jingchen never came back.

   Shen Yijia frowned, gathered up her clothes and went out.

   After looking around, he came to the backyard and saw Song Jingchen sitting there wearing a single shirt.

   The shadow of the moon was hazy, and the faint light hit him, making it impossible to see the expression on his face for a while.

   Shen Yijia stopped.

   "Cough, cough, cough." Song Jingchen's coughing sound brought Shen Yijia back to his senses.

   Before she could say anything, Song Jingchen had already discovered her.

   "It's so cold, why did you come out?" Song Jingchen asked.

   The tone is as flat as ever.

  Song Jingchen seems to be like this every time, hiding all his emotions deep in his heart, giving others the illusion that he has nothing at all.

   He was like this when he knew about the death of his father and grandfather and the loss of his legs.

   Today, when faced with Feng Laoliu's powerlessness when he used Li's coercion, the shame of being pinned to the ground.

   For a former proud man, how could he really be as calm as the surface.

  Shen Yijia's nose was inexplicably sour, she took a few steps and jumped directly into Song Jingchen's arms, and said aggrieved: "Be careful, give me a hug."

   Shen Yijia felt wronged, but she didn't know whether she was wronged for herself or for Song Jingchen.

  Song Jingchen was stunned, his cold limbs seemed to be injected with a warm current, which warmed his dead heart to life again, and subconsciously hugged the petite body in his arms tightly.

   Feeling a slight dampness on his chest, Song Jingchen helplessly reached out and rubbed Shen Yijia's hair: "It's cold outside, come back, don't catch a cold."

  When did Feng Lao Liu die? Shen Yijia didn't know how.

   Only saw Lin Shao and Tie Dan throw a sack on the carriage early the next morning, and they drove the carriage out for a long time before returning.

When    came back, Lin Shao's eyes were red, obviously crying.

  The death of Feng Laoliu spread all over the world, and many people who had been persecuted by him applauded.

   Those who saw the massacre with their own eyes did not feel so well. They hid at home for a few days and did not dare to go out. What’s more, they were scared and sick for several days.

  In the Song family's old house, Liu Shi secretly scolded Shen Yijia for being too hard, why not die.

   But after this incident, she didn't dare to curse out loud, for fear that Shen Yijia would slap her in a bad mood one day.

   Now think about whether Shen Yijia only shaved her hair, should she burn incense and worship Buddha.

  Song Dajiang was not so calm in his heart, so frightened that he smoked dry cigarettes all night and dared not close his eyes and fall asleep.

   He had been hiding in the crowd and watched secretly, and he was relieved when Feng Laoliu said he didn't know the whistleblower...

   Uncle He came alone, but no one else came.

   Shen Yijia didn't care, she was strong anyway, so she could do it by herself.

  Tiedan mother and son, Lin Shao and Mrs. Li were not idle either, helping to do whatever they could.

   After a whole night of calm, everyone digested the events of yesterday.

After all, they have all seen the world. The youngest brother Hao and sister Huan also met twice on the way from the capital to Xiagou Village, and they were not intimidated, but Lin Miaomiao fell ill and took medicine to feed them. She drank it and let the dragon and the phoenix keep watch in the house.

   Several people were very busy, and occasionally joked a few times.

  Widow Wang watched Shen Yijia lift a load of tiles onto the roof with ease, and said: "The eldest nephew and the wife are really amazing. No amount of big men can compare to this."

   Three shifts.

   When Jiajia said the phrase "be careful, hug", my heart felt sour.

   Woohoo, it's too good to cry.

   But don't worry, little cuties, I wrote Tianwen Tianwen Tianwen.

   Say important things three times.

   Jia Jia will always be cute and loving.

  

  

   (end of this chapter)

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