The sturdy farmer's wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Chapter 282 Take You to the Yang Family to Play

Faced with her grandson's interrogation, Mrs. Lin tilted her head.

"What are you talking about? Grandma can't hear clearly. This person is old and hard of hearing. Oh, I don't know if I can watch my Zhichuan marry a wife and have children. Grandma, I am still waiting for a great-grandson. The granddaughter-in-law I'm talking about is fine, it's boring to face you and your father every day."

Old Mrs. Lin sat down with her mouth open as she spoke, with a cane in her hand, and she looked like she didn't know what Lin Zhichuan was talking about. , Anyway, pretending to be confused is the best way to use it.

"Oh, grandma, why don't I just tell you about getting married? Why don't I just ask you, did you and my father go to Xiang'er's house to propose marriage?"

Mrs. Lin narrowed her eyes?
"What the hell? What are you talking about? Why can't grandma hear again? Oh, I think I have to find that girl Xiang'er. She is smart and can find a way to pick out her ears for grandma. Zhichuan, do you want to?" Go to Yang's house with grandma? How about grandma taking you to Yang's house?"

Lin Zhichuan looked unhappy, but he was very happy to hear that he was going to see Yang Yuanxiang, so he helped Mrs. Lin and said.

"Let's go, grandma, I'll help you there and play with you and Xiang'er for a while."

Lin Zhichuan stretched his neck to shout, afraid that Mrs. Lin would not hear him, but Mrs. Lin covered her ears and slapped him on the arm.

"Hey, you bastard, what are you doing so loudly? You scared your grandma to death."

Lin Zhichuan looked bewildered, wondering why the old lady's ears were back to normal, so the grandparent and grandson staggered towards Yang Yuanxiang's house.

At this time, the Yang family was already in full swing. Shen Hongyi changed into Yang Yuanxiang's clothes and Yang Yuanshu's usual hair style, and was flying a kite with a few girls in the yard. Looking from afar, she looked like she was alive A Yang Yuanxiang.

She was about the same height as Yang Yuanxiang, and she was really indistinguishable from such a dress. She wanted to use Yang Yuanxiang's identity to make Lin Zhichuan admit that she was wrong and come over to talk to him.

And the real Yang Yuanxiang was sitting on the balcony in the courtyard with his little white preserved egg in his arms, watching Xie Shaoting pull weeds in the field with his legs crossed.

If it weren't for the girls walking around busy around the two of them, they would really look like a very warm family of three.

The father is busy in the field, and the mother is resting on the ridge with the child in her arms. Such a beautiful scene has always been expected by Yang Yuanxiang.

Different from Yang Yuanxiang's coziness, Shen Hongyi was so nervous that her palms were sweaty, she asked the girl to pay attention to whether Lin Zhichuan was coming, and at the same time tried her best to fly the kite up.

Not long after, Lin Zhichuan's grandparents entered the gate of Yang Yuanxiang's house. Lin Zhichuan looked around and saw that 'Yang Yuanxiang' was having fun with the girls. Just as he was about to call for someone, he saw Mrs. Lin pounced on him. He hugged Shen Hongyi's waist.

"Xiang'er, come and pick out grandma's ears, grandma hasn't seen you for a long time."

Shen Hongyi turned her head as if she had rehearsed, and looked at old lady Lin with a blushing face.

"Grandma, you misremembered again. I am Xiaohong, girl Hong, I am not Xiang'er. Why can't you always remember?"

Mrs. Lin looked blank.

"That's not right, you and Xiang'er look the same, I can't tell who is who, are you the one who plucked my ears?"

Shen Hongyi smiled and nodded.

"Yeah, isn't it me?"

Listening to Mrs. Lin's words, Lin Zhichuan couldn't help but look at Shen Hongyi more, and found that she was really similar to Yang Yuanxiang after she had been dressed up, and her appearance and demeanor were similar.

"That's right, this is my grandson named Zhi Chuan, do you know him?"

Shen Hongyi nodded.

"Of course I recognize it, Hello Brother Lin."

Lin Zhichuan was stunned for a moment, then nodded and watched Shen Hongyi stuttering and speechless.

"You... hello."

Mrs. Lin pulled Lin Zhichuan over.

"Hurry up and help grandma, I want Xiaohong to clean my ears, she feels very comfortable doing it, it doesn't hurt or itch at all."

Lin Zhichuan only felt that his face was going to burn. He almost mistook Shen Hongyi for Yang Yuanxiang just now, so he couldn't turn the corner for a while.

"Grandma, you have to sit down, like a child who has entered school, and listen to your master carefully, don't sway, and don't talk nonsense."

The old lady Lin nodded, looking like an obedient baby, asked Lin Zhichuan to help her sit down, and obediently put her hands on her knees, which made Lin Zhichuan almost laugh. It was the first time he saw his grandma like this. Listen to what a little girl said.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Shen Hongyi more, and felt that Shen Hongyi was not the same as when she was sitting in the car, her appearance and demeanor had changed a lot.

Seeing that her grandson's eyes were successfully attracted by Shen Hongyi, Mrs. Lin looked at Shen Hongyi.

"Xiaohong, I remember you said that you asked me to find two books for you to read. My old woman can't read, so I promised you that when my family Zhichuan came back, I would let him find books for you. Do you want to ask?" Ask him? Anyway, he is here, and he has nothing to do."

Shen Hongyi's face flushed.

"Brother Lin is now the county magistrate, how can I take care of the affairs of us little girls, so don't bother Brother Lin, after all, Brother Lin is going to do big things in the future, how can I waste his time? "

Lin Zhichuan faintly felt disappointed.

"Actually, it's not troublesome. If you want to read it, I have some poetry collections over there..."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Lin Zhichuan regretted it. He was about to regret it when he suddenly saw Shen Hongyi smiling shyly, and his face turned red.

"Then trouble Brother Lin, find a book for me to read, I will cherish the book, as a thank you, I will make a pair of shoes for Brother Lin, can Brother Lin give you a chance to measure the soles of your shoes? I can't do anything else, but I'm good at sewing, so I can only use this as a thank you gift."

Lin Zhichuan waved his hand.

"That's so embarrassing. It's too much trouble for Miss Shen. Why don't you just forget about it. You always help my grandma clean her ears. It's just a book. Don't worry about it."

Shen Hongyi lowered her head in annoyance, but didn't dare to raise her head. Old lady Lin slapped her.

"Smelly boy, you can wear the shoes made by the girl's own hands like anyone, Xiaohong, let's ignore him, grandma will bring you his soles in the evening, and you can do it by comparison."

Shen Hongyi nodded, then blushed again and lowered her head.

But Lin Zhichuan began to feel annoyed, and couldn't help feeling anxious. He always felt uncomfortable when he didn't see Yang Yuanxiang.

"Grandma, Xiang'er and I have something to talk about. Earlier, she lent me money to catch up with the exam. Now I am going to thank her. She is my benefactor, so naturally I should thank her."

Old lady Lin and Shen Hongyi exchanged looks, knowing that Lin Zhichuan had taken the bait.

"Go, go, Xiang'er is probably in Zhuyuan, why don't you ask Miss Shen to take you there?"

(End of this chapter)