The small peasant girl of the Wang family was reborn with space

Chapter 15 Are you going to marry him?
"Uncle Tiesheng, Brother Chen Ping was on the bullock cart. When I saw him, he was lying on the side of the road. I don't know what happened. Go and ask Uncle Song to show him."

Ruan Jiaoyan was helped out of the car by Ruan Huanhuan, her legs softened and she almost stopped.

Chen Tiesheng panicked when he saw his son lying motionless on the bullock cart, subconsciously listened to Ruan Jiaoyan's words, and drove the carriage away, "Hey, hey, I'll go right away."

He didn't care about Ruan Jiaoyan either.

"Sister, are you okay?" Ruan Huanhuan supported Ruan Jiaoyan, feeling that she was cold and trembling. "I'll help you home."

"How is the mother?"

"Mother is still sleeping."

The two sisters helped each other back home, and there was only one candle stub left in the house, and they would be reluctant to light candles if they had to replace it with the usual ones. They went into the house earlier to stay on the bed in the dark when they were catching the dim sky light and later in the dark.

But now Ruan Huanhuan lit the candle, and there was a warm orange light in the dilapidated house, so Ruan Jiaoyan could finally relax a bit.

She went to check on Mrs. Chen, and Mrs. Chen was still falling asleep. Without medicine, she would not recover.

Ruan Jiaoyan bit her lower lip and took a deep breath.

That's all for tonight. She will go to collect the medicine tomorrow, and the prescription will have to be written down in the morning. She is worried that she will forget it.

The two sisters washed themselves with half a bucket of hot water, blew out the candles, and went to sleep.

"Sister, brother Chen Ping is so kind to you, will you marry him in the future?" Ruan Huanhuan asked her in a low voice in the dark.

"Don't talk nonsense, if Aunt Ding hears about it, she will tear me apart."

Ruan Jiaoyan has always only treated Chen Ping as the big brother next door, and has no affection for him.No matter in the previous life or in this life, she didn't want to marry Chen Ping.

Ruan Huanhuan flinched thinking of Ding Shi's aggressive appearance.

"That's right. Although Brother Chen Ping is a nice person, Aunt Ding is too scary. If my sister marries, she will definitely torture her badly."

"What do you want to do, you little girl? Go to sleep."

Ruan Jiaoyan closed her eyes, and the image of General Wei immediately appeared in her mind. The image of him turning around while holding her and being pierced by the last arrow was so clear, her heart throbbed with pain.

Although she had already decided not to enter the Lin Mansion as a slave for the rest of her life, and her dream was no longer to be around General Wei, but she didn't want him to die either.

She couldn't bear to watch him being slandered for collaborating with the enemy and treason, and dying under the arrows of the Imperial Forest Army of Yi Kingdom.But if she just ran to the general's mansion, not only would she not be able to enter, but no one would believe her nonsense.

Fortunately, it will be three years later. She will take care of her family first, and then she will find a chance to remind General Wei later.

Ruan Jiaoyan originally wanted to wait for Ruan Huanhuan to fall asleep first, and then try to see if she could enter the small courtyard again, but she was too tired today, and she was still sick, so she fell asleep in a daze .

It's just that she didn't seem to have slept for a long time, and a burst of banging on the door woke her up.

When I opened my eyes, there was only dim light outside the window.

"A-Jiao, Xiaohuan, open the door."

Ruan Huanhuan also rubbed her eyes and woke up. When she heard the shouts outside, she jumped up and sat up, "Sister, it's Dad! Dad is back!"

She climbed out of bed excitedly, put on her shoes indiscriminately, and ran to open the door.

"Xiao Huan." Ruan Jiaoyan couldn't stop her, and quickly followed her to get up.

Ruan Huanhuan had already opened the door, and as soon as the door opened, a person fell in, and at the same time, a smell of alcohol rushed into the room.

"Father!" Ruan Huanhuan hurried to help him up.

Ruan Jiaoyan stood a few steps away, staring at the man in bewilderment.

A man about 30 years old, tall and thin, dressed in a dark blue and white washed robe, with a handsome face, if it weren't for the bloodshot eyes and peeled lips, he would be a handsome and charming man.

This is Ruan Phu Nian, her father.

(End of this chapter)