The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

   Chapter 461 Worship (two more)

  The carriage stopped at the entrance of Song Mansion, looking at Nan Feng and Brother Hao who were running away, Shen Yijia didn't give up after all, and carefully helped Song Jingchen get out of the car.

   Mrs. Li and Fan Mingyuan were waiting for them in the main room. Seeing that they came back one after the other, Mrs. Li didn't notice anything wrong for a while, and hurriedly urged Song Jingchen to go back to the house to take medicine first.

  Song Jingchen looked at Shen Yijia hesitantly, but was thrown off the back of his head.

   He let out a long sigh, lowered his eyelashes, and limped back to his study.

   Even when he came out of the Zongren Mansion, he walked well, Shen Yijia snorted and glanced coldly at Nanfeng.

   Nan Feng stiffened, and said shyly, "My subordinates will help the master to apply medicine."

   The two of them had a problem when they saw it, and Li asked strangely: "Jiajia, you are..."

  Shen Yijia angrily poured himself a cup of tea and poured it down, slammed the teacup on the table, and with a "click", the cup cracked from the middle.

   "I'm going back to my mother's house," she said.

   Mrs. Li was taken aback. You must know that Shen Yijia has been married to the Song family for more than two years, and she never said such a thing no matter how hard she was.

   What's more, to put it in a bad way, where can one go to a place like the Shen family?

   "Jiajia, is Brother Chen making you unhappy? Tell your mother that she will teach him a lesson for you, but you can't scare her by saying such things."

   "Cough, yes, brother and sister, although Achen doesn't usually talk much, I've never seen him so caring about a woman, you..." Fan Mingyuan also persuaded him.

   "Stop talking, I've made up my mind." Shen Yijia waved her hand and walked to the backyard, while instructing: "Mo Yuan, help me pack my things."

"Yes."

   "What is it, you girl..." Li wanted to stop Mo Yuan, but how could she stop Mo Yuan?

   Seeing that the master and servant were seriously gone, they were anxious to catch up.

   "Mother, I know why the sister-in-law is angry with the elder brother." Sister Huan saw the seriousness of the matter and said it with a crying voice: "I didn't expect the sister-in-law to even know that she would be beaten by the stick for beating the drum..."

   Mrs. Li didn't expect it to be because of this. She was helpless and funny for a while. Brother Chen didn't want Jiajia to worry and deliberately didn't say it. Why didn't Jiajia get angry because she cared?

   She said how could Shen Yijia take An Xiuer out early in the morning, and the relationship was also arranged by Brother Chen?

"Brother Chen is also true. At first, she ran to Xunyang without Jiajia, and in the end she chased after her alone. She should know that she has to discuss with Jiajia if there is anything. This time..." Li muttered. , Seeing sister Huan's self-blame, she comforted: "Okay, your sister-in-law is fine, mother go have a look."

   "Mother, don't let my sister-in-law go."

   "Yes, mother."

   Sister Huan and Brother Hao followed.

   Here, Song Jingchen was still taking medicine, and when Fan Mingyuan said that Shen Yijia was going back to her mother's house, she felt a throbbing in her heart, and ran to the backyard without even bothering to put on her coat.

  Fan Mingyuan hurriedly chased after him: "A-Chen, don't worry, Shima goes..."

   Before he finished speaking, he saw Mrs. Li and Shen Yijia come out of the East Small Courtyard chatting and laughing, followed by Brother Hao, Sister Huan and Mo Yuan, all of whom were carrying large and small bags.

   "This..." Fan Mingyuan was at a loss for words, didn't the teacher go to persuade people? Why does this look more like helping with moving things?

  Song Jingchen stepped forward: "Mother, you..."

   Li glanced at him and continued to talk to Shen Yijia: "Jiajia, my mother will make you your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs tonight."

  Song Jingchen had to go to see Shen Yijia again: "Jiajia..."

  Shen Yijia didn't look at him and said with a smile: "Thank you mother, you are so kind."

  The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law walked directly past Song Jingchen.

   The two little tails who helped hold the burden behind them were busy trying to keep up, but they were stopped by a look from Song Jingchen, who had a strong aura.

   "Big, big brother." The two called in unison.

  Song Jingchen frowned: "Where are you going to send your sister-in-law's things?"

   Sister Huan said with a smirk: "Sister-in-law said she wanted to go back to her mother's house, and she asked us to help her get things."

   "Naughty." Song Jingchen had a black face.

   "Brother Hao, Sister Huan. You two can't hurry up." Li's voice came from the front.

   "Hey, come right away." Sister Huan responded and ran away.

   Brother Hao whispered: "Brother, don't worry, sister-in-law just moved to my mother's yard."

   When a few people chased in, Shen Yijia was directing Mo Yuan to pack up.

   Seeing her coming, Mrs. Li was also anxious. After persuading her for a long time, Shen Yijia asked strangely, "Aren't you my mother?"

   Then Mrs. Li happily took the twins, the dragon and the phoenix, to help clean up!

   "But I saw that my sister-in-law was really angry this time. Big brother, you should think of a way, otherwise this family..." Maybe you won't have the status.

Brother Hao didn't say the last sentence of   , but the sympathy and hatred on his face were irresistible, and the effect of not saying it was better than saying it.

  Song Jingchen felt that he had a heart attack.

  Fan Mingyuan patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, cheer up, you have been using melon seeds since you were little, and there must be a way to coax your younger siblings."

   After saying that, he also turned around and walked in the direction of the Li family.

   "What are you doing?" Song Jingchen asked subconsciously.

   "Ah~" Fan Mingyuan patted his forehead: "Junior sister returns to her parents' house, I have to go take a look, right?"

   The first time I saw that I had returned to my parents’ house was from one yard to the next yard, which was strange.

  Song Jingchen twitched the corners of his mouth. The first sentence was still younger brother and sister, and the second sentence became junior sister.

   "Master, why don't you go home too?" Nan Feng suggested in a low voice.

  Song Jingchen: "Childish."

  After a cup of tea, Song Jingchen and Fan Mingyuan sat in the flower hall of the main courtyard with wide-eyed eyes.

   "Mother, eldest brother is here too. He doesn't even wear a coat on such a cold day, so he won't freeze, right?" Sister Huan looked out from the window of the wing, and reported the situation outside by the way.

   Mrs. Li was helping Shen Yijia make the bed, and she said without raising her head: "Don't worry about him, he has done something wrong, so he should suffer a little."

   Shen Yijia frowned.

When Li noticed it, he was amused, but his mouth was rude: "Although he has just received thirty sticks, the weather is really cold. But don't worry, Jiajia, it's good for Brother Chen's body to be small, at most this level is not enough. I had a high fever and I was sick for a few days."

   Also, I will get sick!

   Shen Yijia's fingers tightened.

  Li took her hand: "Okay, put these things here first, go change clothes first, we have to go out of the city, we have to come back before dark."

  The emperor authorized them to bury the old lady Song and the grandfather of the country for their good reputation.

   But in Daxia, especially those who were charged with the crime of treason, descendants were not allowed to go to the grave to worship, otherwise they would all be regarded as accomplices.

   At that time, Song Jingchen swore at their graves that he would definitely seek justice for the Song family. The day finally came. Of course they would go, and they would go in an open and honest way.

   Mrs. Li came back early and had prepared the things for the worship. She didn't want the young couple to make trouble, so it was delayed for a while.

   A total of two carriages traveled, Shen Yijia followed Li directly into the front one, plus Brother Hao and Sister Huan, Song Jingchen had to sit in the back with Fan Mingyuan.

   As for Lin Miaomiao, in the morning, Mrs. Li was worried that she would not be able to take care of her, so she did not ask for leave, and specifically told Lin Shao to pick her up after school.

   At first, Shen Yijia didn't know where to go, and when she left the city, seeing that everyone's mood was not high, she vaguely guessed something.

  Shen Yijia pursed her lips and suddenly regretted being angry with the beautiful husband, he must be very sad!

   She was so angry that if she suddenly became angry, wouldn't she be very embarrassed?

  The carriage finally stopped in front of a barren mountain. When Shen Yijia first came in, she was ignored by the Song family who were immersed in grief, and no one notified her about the funeral, so this was her first time here.

   There is no way to go up the mountain in front of her. Shen Yijia frowned. She has seen the saying of Feng Shui treasures in the book, and she knows that graveyards are very particular about these things, but here...

   Turning to the original situation, it became clear again.

   "It's nice here, it's quiet, and no one will bother you."

   Song Jingchen walked behind her at some point, and Shen Yijia looked back at him.

  Song Jingchen forced a smile, rubbed her head and said softly, "I was wrong about what happened today."

   His usual clothes are mostly black, and he rarely wears white.

  I wear this by accident, and my face is a little pale, and I have to force a smile, which is a proper feeling of sickness and beauty.

  Shen Yijia: You are a bit foul like this, boy.

  Song Jingchen took out a candied fruit from nowhere, pursed his lips and said, "Grandfather and father will be happy to see that the two of us have a good relationship."

  Shen Yijia glanced at the beginning: "Then...then I'll forgive you for the time being."

   After he finished speaking, he felt that he was too coaxed, and muttered, "Go home and be angry again."

   "Okay." Song Jingchen put the candied fruit in her palm, "You and mother go back to the carriage and wait for a while."

  Nanfeng took out the **** that he had prepared in the morning from the carriage.

  Including Fan Mingyuan and Mo Yuan, the four of them have one hand, ready to open a road that can go up the mountain first.

   Brother Hao and Sister Huan also ran to help.

  It is winter now, the grass is withered, and it is not difficult to clean up, but Song Jingchen has injuries on his back, and he is doing this kind of work that requires bending over, and after a while, there are faint bloodstains on his back.

   Shen Yijia puffed out her cheeks, got into the carriage, poured a cup of hot water, and dropped a drop of spiritual liquid into it when no one saw it.

  Blessed that time she used a drop by herself, and consumed another drop in order to save a canister. This is the last drop of spiritual fluid she currently has.

   But fortunately, Fan Mingyuan's body has been raised almost, she doesn't need to drop the spiritual fluid into the well, she can save all the condensed liquid in the future.

   Not to mention it was for Song Jingchen, so Shen Yijia didn't feel bad at all.

   Looking at the water handed to him, Song Jingchen paused: "Don't waste it..."

   His injury will heal in a few days, so it is a bit of a waste to use spiritual fluid.

   Shen Yijia stared: "What I want is not a waste."

   Shen Yijia was already angry, how could Song Jingchen dare to annoy her again at this time, so she hurriedly drank the water.

  Shen Yijia snorted, put the water glass back in the car, and told Mrs. Li to help.

   Mrs. Li would stay in the car originally because she wanted to enlighten her, but Shen Yijia was gone, and she didn't stay in the car any longer.

   So in the end the whole family went into battle.

  The main thing is to clear the weeds, and then use a **** to dig out a path.

   was working in full swing when a chaotic voice suddenly came from behind them, and they all turned around to see a group of big men with hoes, shovels or knives rushing towards them, about twenty or thirty.

  Song Jingchen and Shen Yijia narrowed their eyes and subconsciously blocked a few sisters Huan behind them.

  The crowd soon approached, not waiting for Song Jingchen to speak.

   The strong man who took the lead smiled and scratched his head: "Master Song, it's you. Well, we are here to help."

   "Yes, Mrs. Song has guarded Da Xia all his life. You don't need to do this kind of work by yourself. You can rest in the carriage, and we'll just come."

   "Sir Song is still injured, go and rest in the carriage."

  …

  Everyone said a word to me, and then Shen Yijia and the others were pushed away by them.

   Several people looked at each other and were a little confused. Where did these people come from?

  Shen Yijia followed the principle of asking if she didn't understand, and grabbed someone at random.

   It turned out that Mrs. Li was recognized when he went to buy incense, candles, paper money and the things he needed to worship. The person guessed that the Song family should be going to worship Mrs. Song.

   One passed ten, ten passed a hundred, and finally the people in the capital knew about this, and they spontaneously screened out such a group of people.

   At first they thought that the Song family would only come tomorrow, and they also thought about opening the road ahead of time, but they didn’t expect to see someone working at the foot of the mountain from a distance...

  How about that? They couldn't do anything for Mrs. Song, and they managed to win such an opportunity with the unique condition of being physically strong. How could anyone else grab it.

   Then there was the scene that Shen Yijia and the others saw, a group of people rushing towards them with a guy aggressively.

   The reason why they didn't meet them on the road was also because they were walking on a small road, while the Song family's carriage was on the official road.

   Shen Yijia's mouth twitched, she thought she was here to fight, her fists were clenched!

   "Master Song, don't worry, we are all good at work, and we are sure to make this road neat and tidy.

   Mrs. Song left us such a peaceful and prosperous world. In the future, we will drive his way! "

   "Yes, we will drive the way of Mrs. Song." The rest said in unison.

  Song Jingchen felt like he was hit somewhere in his heart.

   Is this why my grandfather told him not to involve the people before he died?

  Yes, it’s not that they don’t know how to be grateful, but they don’t know anything. Once they learn the truth, they will do their part to repay.

  Song Jingchen cupped his hands and bowed deeply: "Thank you for your grandfather, Shenzhi."

   He was so solemn, making the people present a little ashamed.

   "Master Song, don't say that, this is what we should do... Really, we didn't protect Mrs. Song, we're sorry for the Song family." A big man said with red eyes.

  Song Jingchen shook his head: "It has nothing to do with you."

   Mrs. Li pressed the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, and it was at this moment that she understood why her father, brother and father-in-law knew that they were suspicious and intolerant today, and they still used their lives to protect the country in this big summer.

   Only because they were never for the one sitting above, but for these people.

   Many people have asked why not? Because there is no shortage of ambitious people in the world, if they rebel, others will inevitably become kings and follow them.

   In the end, regardless of success or failure, the first people to suffer are the people.

   Why don't you resign, that also requires the emperor to believe that they are sincere, and not conspiring. (After all, in the emperor's view, no one would dislike power and status.)

   So the Song family at that time could not retreat or enter.

   Mr. Song's collision at the beginning, why didn't he expect it long ago?

   More likely, he had already had this mental preparation when he asked for the iron coupons from the late emperor.

   (end of this chapter)