Transmigrated as the Ex-Wife of a Heroic Man

I really envy Su Xuewen and Liu Mingxuan, the love story between a scientist and an educated youth.

After Su Wen's processing, the love story between the two is written in a simple and unpretentious manner, but it is also extremely romantic, and there is no shortage of high-IQ humor that belongs to scientists. The token of love between the two of them was that Su Xuewen personally made a box bag for the newlywed wife when they got married.

Although the story was fabricated by Su Wen, the box bag was not.

Su Xuewen and Liu Mingxuan really did it by themselves when they got married, and there is still a wooden and cowhide structure in the house, which is still very well preserved all these years. The reason why such a bag was made at that time was because there was a custom in Qingshui County that the woman would marry a box as a dowry.

The box is mainly used to put money in the box.

Liu Mingxuan was sent to the Three Family Camp, and she had no contact with her natal family, so naturally she would not have a dowry box.

Su Xuewen didn't want to wrong his wife, so he made one by himself, and secretly put money in the box to give it to the daughter-in-law.

It made up for Liu Mingxuan's regret.

According to Su Xuewen's aesthetics and taste, the boxes made are different from the traditional ones. They are more beautiful, more delicate, smaller and exquisite, and the straps can be easily carried on the body. The mahogany material and cowhide are very textured.

"It's so well written, it's great. So are you going to use this case bag as a staple?"

"That's right, the positioning of the Su family is a precious inheritance of love. This box can be passed down from mother to daughter, or from mother to daughter, and husband to fiancée." Su Wen explained her philosophy.

"Have I seen the suitcase?"

"No." Su Wen shook her head, "You will see it when it opens. Although bags are our main focus, they are indeed sold in limited quantities."

When the two talked about bags, they couldn't finish talking, and finally Zhou Hengyang called for breakfast himself before stopping.

***

While Zhou Hengyang and Su Wen were having breakfast, Song Zishan was called back to the old house by the old man of the Song family for the first time. When she arrived, the old house was having breakfast. Ya are here.

Song Zishan and her cousin have an average relationship, they are not separated by the same age, there is a generation gap. When Song Zishan was sensible, Song Jingxian was already married.

So I can't say I'm familiar with it.

Song Zishan hated the daughter brought back from other places by her cousin for no reason.

Everyone knew that the cousin hadn't conceived all these years of marriage, and this little girl wasn't her own at all, she was just a bastard.

It is also suitable to change the surname to Song.

I really don't know what my grandpa and grandma thought, but they agreed to let that wild girl be called Song Xiaoya.

"Grandpa, I'm back." Song Zishan concealed her thoughts, and greeted everyone present with a smile, "Cousin Jingxian, good morning, little girl! What can I eat? Zhajiang noodles are good, I like them .”

"Has Zishan eaten?" Song Jingxian greeted.

The old man of the Song family had a different attitude today, with a solemn expression, which made Song Zishan subconsciously feel uneasy.

She is actually quite afraid of her grandparents.

"Have not eat yet."

"Then wash your hands and eat first."

"good."

Song Zishan watched her grandfather secretly, and after she sat down, she began to eat breakfast gracefully. The mood that was originally excited because of the release of the new book today has become apprehensive.

It seems that it is not a good thing for grandpa to find her back today.

But the little girl sitting next to Song Jingxian didn't speak, and only occasionally talked to another little boy who was about the same age, picking up vegetables.

After dinner, the old man of the Song family put his hands behind his back and brought Song Zishan to the annex where the guards lived.

"Look, is this one of yours?" The old man of the Song family is seventy years old this year, but he is still full of energy, not angry.

Song Zishan's pupils narrowed sharply when she saw the person lying on the ground. Wasn't this the person she hinted at that Su Wen's signing yesterday would cause chaos?

Why is grandpa here?

Good night, okay?