First Wife of Zhu Family

Chapter 355 Aren't They Poor?
Song Zixun didn't come back until evening.

Yuanyuan was walking in with the washed fruit, and when she saw this, she hurriedly smiled and said, "Master is back?"

Song Zixun glanced at her coolly, "Are you having a good time today?"

Yuanyuan was taken aback for a moment, and when he realized it, his face flushed immediately, "Slave... Slave..."

Fortunately, Song Zixun didn't expect her to explain, he just asked casually, "What is Young Madam doing in the house?"

This question is much easier to answer... Yuanyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and said quickly, "Young Madam is leading Miss Sun to cut paper."

Song Zixun nodded slightly, took the fruit plate in her hand, "Go down."

Yuanyuan was blessed, so he ran away quickly.

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The afterglow of the setting sun flows quietly into the house.

The woman was wearing a smoky blue homely dress, her head full of black hair was casually pulled behind her head, and she was cutting something with her head down.

On the bed next to her, Guan'er was happily sitting in the lap of her wet nurse, holding a paper-cut animal in one hand, and said softly, "Little shake, little belly..."

Du Rongzhi let out a "puchi" laugh, and corrected him patiently, "It's not Xiaojiujiu, Xiaodudu...it's a puppy, a little bunny."

Guan'er looked at her with wide eyes, and then repeated, "Little trembling, little belly..."

A muffled laugh was heard in the room.

Two pairs of almost identical eyes, one big and one small, looked over at the same time, Guan'er smiled happily, "Daddy, Daddy hug!" Du Rongzhi raised her head and gave him a faint smile, then lowered her head and concentrated on cutting.

Song Zixun stepped forward to hug his daughter from the wet nurse, and asked dotingly, "What is Guan'er playing with?"

"Little trembling, little belly..." Guan'er took out her treasures as if offering treasures, and said seriously, "Mother is hot, but Guan'er is not."

"Yeah." Song Zixun deliberately rubbed his chin on his daughter's chubby face, "Your mother is really amazing, isn't she?"

Guan'er giggled as she was scratched by his newly grown beard stubble.

The nurse saw that Song Zixun kept looking at Du Rongzhi even though he was holding his daughter, so she smiled empathetically, "Do you want Miss Sun to eat custard with Nanny..."

Guan'er's eyes widened when she heard that there was something to eat, "Yes, Guan'er wants to eat cake." She stretched out her hand to be hugged by the wet nurse.

Song Zixun glanced at the wet nurse approvingly, patted his daughter's little head, and said softly, "Go down."

The wet nurse hurriedly smiled and said yes, and retreated with Guan'er in her arms.

Song Zixun walked up to Du Rongzhi, and asked with a smile, "Why are you so focused on cutting?"

Du Rongzhi raised her head and smiled, "You'll know later..."

Song Zixun didn't speak anymore, just sat quietly beside her, watching the slender fingers move nimbly on the bright red paper.

After a while, a lifelike portrait of a real person appeared in Song Zixun's sight.

He was startled for a moment, and then he said with surprise on his face, "When did you learn this skill?"

Du Rongzhi smiled, put down the scissors in his hand, and picked up the portrait to compare with Song Zixun.

This is the skill she learned in her previous life... The days of being alone are so long, she finds many things to pass the time.

Paper cutting is one of them.

In fact, she didn't look like it at all at first, but it got better and better... Sometimes when she looked at his little portrait, she felt as if he was beside her...

But now...it seems a little rusty!
Du Rongzhi blinked her sore eyes hard, frowned and said, "The face seems to be cut wider, and the eyebrows and eyes don't look quite like..." As he said that, he was about to crumple the paper into a ball.

Song Zixun quickly snatched it away, and said with a smile, "Who says it doesn't look like it, but I think it looks very similar." He said, carefully tucking the portrait into his sleeve, and said happily, "I didn't know you were so skillful... wait for another day How about cutting a small portrait of yourself and giving it to me?"

Du Rongzhi said casually, "I haven't cut my own, so I don't know if it looks like..." Before he finished speaking, he saw him smiling like a flower and looking at him.

Du Rongzhi quickly shut up.

Song Zixun was not forgiving, and asked with a mean face, "Have you never cut it? But I saw that you were very skilled when you cut it just now... Could it be because you often cut my small portrait?"

"..." Du Rongzhi thought for a while, "Why don't you pay me back." As he spoke, he leaned forward to grab it.

I don't want Song Zixun to be on guard, and dodge flexibly... After a few rounds, Du Rongzhi not only failed to snatch back his things, but was also caught in his arms. This guy still joked in his ear, "" Why are you so stingy...it's so rare to give me a gift, and someone will take it back before it's warmed up...it's really embarrassing."

Du Rongzhi stared at him unsteadily.

Originally, she thought about flattering him, listening to the wind in her ears, and seeing if there was room for maneuver in Jing Si's case... Now she was so tired that she didn't even have the mood to talk.

Song Zixun enjoyed this quiet and leisurely time very much, holding his lovely wife in his arms, and he was extremely satisfied.

She always has him in her heart...otherwise she wouldn't have cut his miniature to life—it couldn't be practiced overnight.

Du Rongzhi's aura also gradually calmed down... Feeling that this guy seemed to be getting tired of her until it was dark, Du Rongzhi simply kept going and said straight to the point, "When you are trying the case today, I will Send Yuanyuan to watch..."

Song Zixun casually hummed, "I know." He casually picked up a strand of Du Rongzhi's beautiful hair that fell out when he was struggling, and played with it in his palm, "I saw her."

"Oh..." Du Rongzhi changed into a comfortable position in his arms, "I wanted to go and see by myself...but I'm afraid you might feel bad."

Song Zixun nodded, and patiently explained, "It's not that you're not allowed to go, it's just that there are a lot of people in the market, who speak foul language... It won't be good if they bump into you."

Du Rongzhi curled her lips disapprovingly, "Actually, I just want to see with my own eyes, what kind of face Huo Yuliang has when he hears Gu's confession to those crimes..."

Song Zixun sighed, "What else can I do? Naturally, I blame myself and regret..." Thinking back, he couldn't help but sigh, "It's a pity that a man of seven feet shed tears in the courtroom today in front of everyone. It's a bit sad-"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Du Rongzhi sitting up from his arms, and said with a sneer, "His wife and children were killed by him, and he just shed a few tears in a hypocritical way, and you all feel sorry for him, for you Is he sad? What about the dead Mrs. Huo and her child? Are they not pitiful or sad? "

"When did I say that?" Song Zixun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "It's just that compared to Huo Yuliang... Isn't Gu's murderer more hateful and hateful? I don't understand why you only stare at Huo Yuliang." put……"

(End of this chapter)