Reborn to return to the God of War husband before his death

Chapter 45
Shen Huarou and the He family didn't even know what the Wei family was doing, so they came to propose marriage at this time, and the reason was because of the autumn banquet held by the Wei family.

The last time Shen Huarou and the others went home, the Shen family was invited to the Wei family for a banquet within two days.

During the banquet, it is inevitable to chat about the situation of the family, and another one is that each family looks after their children.

Someone sold it well in front of Mrs. Chang, and praised the entire Shen family. When it came to He Yuanling, the son-in-law, there was nothing to praise, and he barely praised him for being handsome, youthful and promising.

It's not like there was no such angry situation in the past, so Chang smiled and nodded and let it go, this time she also wanted to lift her little son-in-law.

Others thought that my little son-in-law was useless, and they coaxed her with nice words on the surface, but they all watched her family's jokes behind their backs.

It is said that the Shen family is not self-proclaimed, and they look down on their family status, look down on merchants, and pick and choose, but in the end they chose a mud leg for their daughter.

Taking advantage of this opportunity to silence them, Mrs. Chang said that He Yuanling had done business with friends, and praised him for being young and not relying on the help of his family. impressive.

Both in and out of the words are satisfied with the young son-in-law, mentioning that the son-in-law accompanied the daughter back to her mother's house, and respecting the old father-in-law.

He also revealed that he wanted to support his son-in-law, and anyone who heard it could understand that the Shen family was satisfied with this son-in-law.

This is the case of the Chang family here, and the same meaning of the old man Shen over there, even Shen Borong, who is now the head of the Shen family, also smiled and responded to his father's words.

He even praised the prospects of the two elder brothers of the He family, relying on their own efforts and not relying on the family, the He family is fundamentally upright.

In this way, the Wei family turned their attention to He Shuhui. He Shuhui was still young, but she could make a decision first, and then she would be engaged to get married when she was old.

Proposing marriage while the He family is not up yet can gain a good reputation for not clinging to vanity.

It has to be said that the Wei family will drill camps, so their family can think so long-term.

After the banquet, the Shen family didn't expect the Wei family to be like this again, and they moved so quickly.

On the contrary, the eldest brother of the He family learned that his sister had reminded him not to sell grain, which made him have to think more, and was preparing to find a suitable time to visit the He family in person.

Of course, he didn't think it was his sister who had any news, and guessed that He Yuanling had heard the news somewhere.

He Yuanling's caravan was running around, probably because he heard something.

Or, is it possible that the son-in-law of the He family has just returned from the south?

It's just that there is no letter from my family, so I can't tell.

Shen Huarou didn't expect her elder brother to think so much just by mentioning it, and she had already told Shen Cong to collect the food carefully and properly.

She also planned to build a hidden granary while the villa was being rebuilt. When things got chaotic, nothing else was as real as grain.

In the evening, He Yuanling came back from his second brother, and to be precise, he was also driven back.

"See what time it is, let's go, your second sister-in-law is still waiting for me to eat."

He was very relieved that his younger brother came to him to discuss important matters, but he couldn't do without a little vision. He had been talking to him all afternoon in the study, and he didn't plan to leave because he wanted to wait for dinner?

Who wants him to be an eyesore, even if it's his own brother.

He Yuanling came back with the proposal written by his second brother, intending to claim credit from his wife.

Although he didn't summarize it himself, he had the cheek to ask his second brother to write it.

After returning, he didn't go directly to the main room, but slipped into the kitchen first.

"Does the third master have orders?"

"It's okay, I'm busy with you, how is the dinner?"

Walking around the kitchen with hands behind their backs, stretching their necks to look into the smoking iron pan.

Others didn't know what he meant, but Yulan did.

Invite him to a pot, lift the lid to show him, and said funny.

"Madam ordered the servants to cook the fish for you, can you ask if it smells good?"

"Xiang, you have to be good at your craft."

Satisfied, He Yuanling naturally stopped staying in the kitchen, turned around and went back to the main room.

Since it was ordered by his wife, then he is not angry, hehe...

When he came back, he almost bumped into Wanmi at the gate of the courtyard. He was holding a dustpan filled with messy branches and leaves.

Stepping into the door, he met his wife's gaze.

He Yuanling recognized it, the pot she trimmed was one of the dowries she brought from her natal family.

She treasures more peony pots than he treasures him, and they usually put them on the outside window. Once he kindly helped to water them, but he didn't get a thank you and even complained.

"Why are you willing to move it out and cut it today? Normally, if I touch its leaves, you will be upset. Why don't you feel bad after cutting these and throwing them away?"

He Yuanling also wanted to say: You just don't want me to touch it, and I'm not as good as you.

After hesitating for a while, he still didn't say anything, it seemed that he had condescended to compare himself with a pot of weeds.

Shen Huarou told herself that she must be calm, knowing that he could not listen to a word when he opened his mouth, why bother himself to argue with him?

So, she didn't even look at He Yuanling anymore, and continued to practice intensively.

But it is also clear that if he keeps not answering, he will definitely say something else, and he still has to answer.

"This year's flowering period is almost the same. It will bloom again next year after pruning and fertilizing."

"Oh, I understand this. It's like turning over the ashes in the field to ensure that the crops planted next year will grow well."

Everyone who farms knows it, but they are not as meticulous as her.

Even if she is delicate, the flowers she raises are also very delicate.

Seeing that she couldn't finish it for a while, He Yuanling moved a chair out and sat and watched her fiddle.

From time to time, I still have to point out, "You have actually left too many branches. For example, this branch, the main stem is not strong and you have left a few branches, which will not grow well by then."

Shen Huarou looked at the place he pointed, and it was indeed as he said that there were a lot, but she was reluctant to cut it too bald, and was afraid that it would be a loss if there were no new branches in the next year.

"In the past few years, I have kept it like this, and it has been driving well."

As a result, He Yuanling jumped up from the chair, came over and snatched the scissors.

"You listened to me absolutely right, I can still fool you.

Get out of the way, let the third master cut it for you. "

He Yuanling, who lives in the wild in the country, knows a little bit. The key is that when he was a child, he saw too many orange trees in the yard built by his uncle, so it was called bald. In the second year, did they grow a lot of new branches?

Come to think of it, it's all the same.

Shen Huarou, who was pushed away by him, didn't trust his skills, but it was too late, he had already cut off several branches, and her heart was bleeding.

He also said boldly, "Just put your heart in your stomach and make sure it's okay.

With a bitter face, those who don't know think I'm cutting your flesh.

If there are fewer cars next year, can you hit me? "

No matter what he said, now Shen Huarou's mind is full of the withered appearance of this pot of peony that he tortured to death in the past.

Otherwise, should we drive him out again?
Really not, how about a fight?
(End of this chapter)