The peasant girl strikes: Mr., you have to be good

Chapter 41 My Lady, I'll Help You Fold Your Clothes
"Mother, everyone is watching, don't bother with her." Seeing that everyone was looking at them, Zhou Suxin hurriedly stopped her mother.

"Auntie, my brother Zichen's daughter-in-law is prettier than my eldest sister. Don't feel bad. If you feel bad, go back and find a place to cry. Don't bother me."

"Yingzi, what are you talking about? Why is my mother uncomfortable? We are all happy for Brother Zichen to have a good home." Zhou Su defended her mother righteously. The younger sister did it on purpose. Ever since Xia Jinxuan married into the Song family, her cousin has deliberately ridiculed her. Even if she is not as good as Xia Jinxuan, she is better than her cousin.

In that family, her grandparents loved her the most. Her father, her elder brother, and her second younger brother were all studying in the academy, and the second uncle's family could only be used as a tool to make money for them. It felt really good.

She hoped that her father and brother would be successful, and then she would definitely make Xia Jinxuan look good.

"From Jiayou's family, your family Suxin and the prince are very close. Is a good thing coming soon?" Zhou Matchmaker and Zhou Suying's mother Yuan Shi came up together. She deliberately mentioned the prince's matter in public so that Han Shi can't get off the stage.

"It was the first time I saw a girl who was prettier than a fairy. It was an eye-opener!" When Han's mother and daughter didn't know how to answer, the villagers praised Jinxuan again.

When Han's mother and daughter heard everyone praise Jinxuan, they felt very uncomfortable.

"Don't you think it's strange? Since Miss Xia is so outstanding, why did she marry Zichen?" Han questioned unconvinced.

"This shows that Miss Xia's heart is kind. I met her a few times when I went back to my mother's house." Yuan Shi is Yuan Chenghu's biological aunt, and Jinxuan is a fellow villager. She hates Han Shi for oppressing them the most. In this family, she has never had a good day. She proposed to separate the family many times, but her parents-in-law suppressed them.

"Yes, Miss Xia is a kind-hearted person. Her stepmother treated her like that, and she pleaded for her stepmother. The most commendable thing is that she has a kind heart." Matchmaker Zhou knew that the Han family was jealous of Jinxuan, so she was like this Said that although she is just a matchmaker, if someone offends her, she can ruin their marriage with just a few words.

"I have lived in Zhoujia Village for decades, and I have never seen such a beautiful girl. She is not only beautiful but also puts on airs. You haven't seen how she takes care of Zichen. If it were someone else, she would have run away long ago. .”

One of the women raised her voice very high. She was mocking Zhou Su's snobbishness. Before Song Zichen's accident happened, she went to the Song family. After Song Zichen's accident, she wished to stay away from the Song family.

"I've been a matchmaker for so many years, and I've never seen such a good match. I really like that girl Xuanxuan. Don't tell me, maybe Zichen will be fine tomorrow!" Matchmaker Zhou also expected Jinxuan to be able to To help her, she is very optimistic about Jinxuan, she thinks that Jinxuan is not an ordinary peasant girl.

The Song Family Courtyard!

Jinxuan and Song Zichen stayed in the new house, she didn't know what people outside were talking about her, and she didn't care what they said.

After sitting for a while, Jinxuan went to the East Wing to bring her clothes. She couldn't move those big boxes by herself. She planned to ask Song Mei to move with her at another day.

"Miss, I'll help you fold the clothes." Jinxuan didn't bring many clothes, only four sets, and she planned to wait until winter to buy them.

"It didn't cost me much to buy the medicine. You should buy some more clothes. Your clothes are good clothes. It's too wasteful to wear them to work." Song Zichen picked up the clothes on the bed and folded them for Jin Xin , and handed it to Jinxuan to put it in the closet.

"Sir, your clothes are there. I'll get them for you and put them in the closet." The closet is so big that it can hold dozens of sets of clothes. She also brought the cloth and silver jewelry that the Song family gave her. Put it in the closet.

"The clothes are in the first room of the west wing, and I'll accompany you to get them." Song Zichen liked this kind of warm life very much, and it's nice to have a wife who cares about him.

After a while, he accompanied Jinxuan to the west wing.

Jinxuan opened the closet and found that the clothes inside were all white. She was quite surprised. Song Zichen's preferences were very similar to hers. She also liked white. Two of her four new clothes were white tulle skirts. The one Xia Jinyun made was the color of bamboo, while the others were all pink.

"Do you like white very much?" Jinxuan took out the clothes and talked to Song Zichen.

Song Zichen has quite a lot of clothes, including cotton ones and silk ones. Compared to him, he is much happier. At least he has a father who loves him. Her scumbag father is really not qualified to compare with Song Ping.

It is also a child left by the original partner, the gap is really big.

"Well, I think white things are very pure." Song Zichen smiled, he was really pretty when he smiled.

"I also like white, it seems that our interests are really the same." Jinxuan put the clothes in Song Zichen's arms, and locked the west wing.

"Miss, I can do these chores." Under the sun, Song Zichen's side face was very handsome, because he hadn't been exposed to the sun all year round at home, Song Zichen's skin was fairer than many women, and he was tall and cold, very temperamental.

"Okay, you hold the clothes, and I'll push you." Jinxuan didn't compete with Song Zichen for work, she knew that Song Zichen had his pride, and he didn't want everyone to think he was a useless person, and she understood his feeling very well.

"My lady, I actually know medicine." After Jinxuan and the others entered the room, Song Zichen told Jinxuan that he knew medicine.

"Did you learn it yourself?" Song Zichen confessed about himself, Jinxuan was quite surprised.

She was thinking that this high-cold husband would not like her.

"Well, I have become a doctor after a long illness. I use medicine to regulate my body. Although it can't cure the leg disease, at least it won't make the muscles atrophy." Song Zichen is not only good at medicine, he also knows martial arts.

"Master, before leaving, my master gave me a bottle of divine spring water. He said that the divine spring water can not only beautify the skin, but also cure all kinds of diseases. I don't know if it works. If you are willing to believe me, I can give it to you for a try. " Jinxuan wanted to cure Song Zichen, and Song Zichen's health was also good for her.

If she wants to gain a foothold in this family, besides herself, Song Zichen is the only person she can rely on.

"My lady, you can keep what your master gave you, maybe it will be useful in the future." Song Zichen was moved by Jinxuan again, and he told himself that no matter whether Jinxuan likes him or not, he will do it for himself. Work hard, work hard for Jinxuan.

"I'm in good health, I don't need the divine spring water." As Jinxuan said, she pretended to go to the East Wing to get something, and quietly took out the divine spring water. When she entered the space last night, she found that there were many small porcelain bottles in the space, so she Put the spring water into a porcelain bottle for easy use.

"Sir, this holy spring water only needs one drop of water to remove all the scars on my body, and I plan to use her to help my sister-in-law's face." Jinxuan returned to the new room, opened the bottle cap, and a fresh breath The smell of spring water emanating from the bottle is refreshing.

"You gave it to me, what about sister-in-law's scar." Song Zichen put the lid back on and returned it to Jinxuan, who asked Jinxuan to keep it for Xia Chunyun.

(End of this chapter)