After marrying a rough man, I played mahjong to support Shoufu

Chapter 22 Critical

In the center of Yongle Village, among the houses piled up with yellow mud, there is a unique courtyard with red tiles and blue bricks.

This is the residence of the village chief.

Jiang Xifu, the village head, sat under the locust tree in the small courtyard to enjoy the cool air, with a recliner made of green bamboo under him, and waving a cattail fan in his hand, leisurely and comfortably.

After taking two puffs of dry smoke, the village head half-opened his eyes and looked at Lin Yurui, who was sulking beside him, with a hint of helplessness on his expression.

"Yu Rui, don't be angry. I've already entrusted you with my brother-in-law's affairs. There are only three months left in the one-year sentence, and it will be over after a while."

Lin Yurui gave a soft 'hum', pulled her sleeves, turned aside and said: "You said it lightly, Shihong is the only male in my family, so don't worry, if your son is locked up in this big prison, you See if you are in a hurry."

The village chief frowned slightly, but looking at her graceful and plump figure, he couldn't get angry again.

Although he is already middle-aged, he is still keen on the affairs of men and women, and this little concubine Lin Yurui is very good at bed, much better than his aging wife.

Therefore, Lin Yurui has a lot of temper due to being spoiled and spoiled in daily life.

With a few dry laughs, the village chief straightened his body and put his arms around Lin Yurui's waist, "Then what do you want to do, you can't blackmail the county magistrate, right?"

Seeing him approaching, Lin Yurui said bitterly: "The county magistrate can't threaten, so I have to teach that little bitch surnamed Shen a lesson, or I won't be able to swallow my bad breath."

The village head showed embarrassment when he heard the words, not to mention how to deal with this Wu lunatic, this Shen Xian is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

As the head of the village, he has to be respected. If he bullies others, he may lose his prestige. If he behaves in the world and is not careful in everything, he may end up dismal one day.

Jiang Xifu didn't want to make trouble out of the ordinary, but Lin Yurui was her darling, so she encountered difficulties for a while.

Seeing that he was silent, Lin Yurui knew that it was almost time. She rolled her eyes and stretched out her hand to grab it. Jiang Xifu gasped.

"Master, if you help me out, I will..."

Lin Yurui leaned close to the village chief's ear and whispered a few words. The physical stimulation and the fragrance on her neck made the village chief a little overwhelmed.

Gritting his teeth, the village chief immediately agreed.

There are two flowers on each table.

Shen Xian and Zhao Tieshu came back from the county seat, carrying newly bought clothes in their hands, Zhao Tieshu followed behind him, carrying a lot of things with his hands on his shoulders.

"Hurry up, hurry up, I'm hungry!"

As he became more and more familiar with Zhao Tieshu, Shen Xian became less reserved and more eccentric, bouncing and walking ahead, laughing like silver bells.

Zhao Tieshu folded his arms, lifted the package up, showed a foolish smile, and followed with strides.

Pushing open the door of the small courtyard, a gust of cool wind stirred the hair on Shen Xian's shoulders.

"Ah chi!"

Sneezing heavily, Shen Xian stretched out his hand to rub the tip of his pure white nose, and slightly frowned his willow-leaf eyebrows.

"Who is speaking ill of me behind my back?"

Zhao Tieshu who was following behind was quite nervous, and walked quickly to Shen Xian's side.

"Miss, but the illness that fell a few days ago is still not cured, I will make you another bowl of soup and medicine to strengthen it."

Shen Xian panicked and grabbed Zhao Tieshu, and looked at him aggrieved.

"Don't, it's so hard! I was just blown by the wind, and I didn't feel uncomfortable!"

"Really?" Zhao Tieshu looked at her suspiciously.

"Really! It's more real than pearls!"

In order to end this topic, Shen Xian trotted all the way into the house, shouting: "Hurry up and cook, I'll show you new clothes!"

Zhao Tieshu's thick eyebrows stretched out, revealing a simple and honest smile.

After entering the room, Shen Xian closed the door, and spread out the newly bought clothes on the bed.

The background color of the new clothes is white, just an ordinary sarong, except for some patterns on the cuffs, other places are just simple color blocks.

Although the clothes are plain, they are much better than Shen Xian's patched clothes before.

Caressing the material of the clothes, Shen Xian couldn't help frowning, and then thought of the snow-white long dress embroidered with fiery red maple leaves in the tailor shop, which was unforgettable in his eyes.

"When I have money, I must buy a nice dress."

Saying that, Shen Xian retreated the old clothes on his body, and the long skirt that he had worn for several years seemed to know that his mission had been completed, it slid lazily down on the ground along Shen Xian's smooth and fair calf.

With a "bang", the door was pushed open by Zhao Tieshu.

"Ah! You, you, why did you come in!"

Shen Xian is like a frightened rabbit, with one hand covering the bellyband tightly, and the other protecting his lower body.

Zhao Tieshu walked in with a spatula in his hand, with scallions still stained on it, as if nothing had happened.

"There is no salt in the kitchen, let me get one."

As he spoke, Zhao Tieshu walked to the cabinet and picked up the small cloth bag containing the salt.

Taking advantage of his turning around, Shen Xian quickly retracted into the quilt, wrapping it tightly.

Under the quilt, Shen Xian's small fists were clenched tightly, and his heavy chest heaved up and down angrily.

You say Zhao Tieshu is stupid, every time he takes advantage, he arrives late, but you say he is not stupid, he didn't take a second look.

"Humph."

Shen Xian pouted, raised his small fist and waved at Zhao Tieshu's back.

Zhao Tieshu stopped as if feeling something, turned around and walked towards Shen Xian.

Shen Xian shrank into the quilt with a 'Yiya' sound, covering the mouth of the quilt tightly with both hands.

"You, you, what are you doing! Hurry up and go to the kitchen, the meal is going to be burnt!"

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, Shen Xian only felt a pair of big hands stretched in from the quilt, holding her small face.

Shen Xian tightly closed his eyes, his complexion was like a spring peach blossom, tender and tender.

'It's bad, it's bad, the stupid big man is not enlightened, if he tries to attack me, should I resist, or should I pretend to resist! '

While Shen Xian was brainstorming, a soft kiss landed on her cheek.

"My lady, you are so pretty!"

'Ok?That's it?Gone? '

Shen Xian quietly opened one eye, only to see Zhao Tieshu looking at him tenderly, his eyes were as clear as water, without any evil thoughts.

The pure eyes made Shen Xian a little embarrassed, she turned her blushing face away, and said softly: "Okay, let's go cook!"

After a while, the meal was ready.

On the square table in the room, there were two dishes and one soup, Shen Xian was also fully dressed, eagerly waiting for the meal to be served.

Zhao Tieshu put the white rice on the table, looked at Shen Xian again and again, then frowned.

Shen Xian froze for a moment, took a look at his clothes, and found nothing wrong.

"What's wrong? Doesn't look good?"

"Looks good!" Zhao Tieshu shook his head immediately, then showed a suddenly realized expression, quickly took out the hairpin, and pinned it on Shen Xian's head.

The rue wood hairpin has a delicate fragrance, and the tail is tied with a butterfly-shaped tassel with a red thread, reflecting Shen Xian's pure and innocent face, cute and lively.

(End of this chapter)