reborn princess

Chapter 240 An awkward person
"Do you know that you are annoying?" Shen Luo said angrily, her voice was slightly hoarse from sleep.

"Uncle, get up, let me help you clean up the house." Ye Weilan's voice softly argued with him.

Shen Luo sat up irritably, stretched out her hand to grab the wine gourd next to the pillow, and after getting off the ground, she walked away and left her room.

Ye Weilan trotted and chased after him, "Uncle, you should eat something before going out."

But when she chased to the door, she found that there was no one outside the door.

She knew that Shen Luo used lightness kung fu to leave, she couldn't help sighing softly, and thought to herself, this uncle of hers is really awkward.

Song Jiayin asked, "This house is so ruined, how should we clean it?"

Ye Weilan said: "Sister Jiayin, please make some paste for me first. Brother Xihua bought paper for pasting the windows yesterday. Let's paste the windows for my uncle later."

Originally, she wanted to help Shen Luo paste the window paper yesterday, but after cooking, she was afraid that Shen Luo would not eat when she was here, so she left first.

Du Xihua was very thoughtful, not only helped buy window paper yesterday, but also helped buy a catty of flour.

Song Jiayin has long been vomited by the smell here, and complained bitterly: "I know you are kind, but this person has no intention of accepting your kindness at all, you are putting your hot face on someone's cold ass , it’s simply thankless.”

"Sister Jiayin, you don't understand. My uncle is what makes people feel distressed. In this world, it is hard to find a man who can have my uncle. My aunt is lucky. I met such a man. Now my aunt is gone. , I should help my aunt take care of my uncle." Ye Weilan said to Ye Weilan earnestly.

Du Xihua also chimed in and said: "Miss Song, the miss told you not to let you come, but you came anyway, and you still talk so much when you come, this master is also the uncle of the miss after all, he is an elder, how can you talk to an elder like this?" manner?"

"Du Xihua, where do you come from?" Song Jiayin became furious after being taught a lesson by him, and cursed with her hands on her hips. "I also feel sorry for Lan'er. We Lan'er are like flowers and jade. We condescend to take care of that drunk lunatic. Why doesn't he appreciate it? Look at his attitude? How dare he dislike her?" Lan'er is annoying, now he just slams the door and leaves, is he a man? There are too many men who have killed their wives, who is like him? When his wife dies, the world will collapse, let's just let it go. Make it like this, begging for the virtue of Hanako. Didn’t you smell the smell on his body? It can smell stinky tofu, and the smell of sauerkraut is better than the smell on him. You also said that he is Lan’er My sister's uncle, is he just someone's uncle? When I saw my niece, I either yelled at her or slammed the door and left..."

Du Xihua blushed from being scolded by her, he groaned to help Shen Luo defend, "He just left and didn't slam the door..."

"I said Du Xihua, you will feel uncomfortable if you don't argue with me, right?"

"Then what, brother Xihua, you, you, you... go get some water, boil some water in a while, wipe off the reed mat, and then help my uncle make the kang." Ye Weilan was afraid that the two of them would be overwhelmed by this crap. After fighting, quickly send Du Xihua, and persuade Song Jiayin. "Sister Jiayin, your temper is a little too big. If you keep on like this, it will be difficult to marry in the future."

"Lan'er!" Song Jiayin was a little out of breath.

"Okay, okay, I'm scared of you, you said it smells bad here, I'll go outside and pick some flowers and put them in the house, it won't smell so bad." Ye Weilan was afraid that she would come at her again, so she ran out quickly .

She found that a lot of lavender grew in this forest. Lavender is a very good spice with a very strong fragrance. She still remembered that when she was in the Prime Minister's Mansion in her previous life, Mrs. Wen Er liked to use lavender to wash her clothes.

She picked a few lavenders and came to the side of the stream without knowing it. When she raised her eyes, she suddenly saw Shen Luo's back.

Shen Luo was sitting beside the stream, motionless, like a sculpture.

Ye Weilan thought for a while, then walked over gently, not disliking the sour smell on his body, sat down beside him, and said softly: "Uncle, actually my mother wants to see you, but she just gave birth to me. Brother, I'm still in confinement, so I can't come."

Shen Luo just raised the wine gourd, took a sip of the wine, and said in a hoarse voice, "Your mother is so lucky!"

"Good luck?" Ye Weilan laughed mockingly when she heard these two words. "13 years ago, after Liao City was destroyed, the lucky woman you mentioned was abducted and sold by human traffickers. My father could not give birth to a son, and my mother was bought to be his concubine..." Ye Weilan did not hide anything , said everything.

Those inside stories, including her fear that her mother would be eliminated after giving birth to a son, including her father being a first-rank official in the dynasty, and the prime minister Wenmo, she had nothing to hide, she told them all.

She smiled wryly and said: "I managed to escape with my mother, but I know that once the news gets out and my father knows that my mother has given birth to a son, he will definitely not let us go. That's why I thought Learn martial arts with you, I want to protect my mother and brother."

Shen Luo's reaction was just to glance at her indifferently, then stood up without saying a word, and walked away.

"Uncle..." Ye Weilan quickly got up, took two short legs, and trotted behind his buttocks. "You killed Li Niang's family, right?"

Shen Luo ignored her and just strode forward.

Ye Weilan ran out of breath, "Uncle, I know it's you. Although I don't know how you did it, I know it must be you. You heard me say that Li Niang's family bullied me, so you can help me out." , you don't want me to kill people, you don't want me, a little girl, to get blood on my hands."

"Uncle, since you are willing to kill people for me, why don't you teach me martial arts?"

"Also, uncle, my mother has been thinking about you, can you go and see her? At least tell my mother about my aunt... Oops..."

She suddenly tripped over a tree root under her feet, and fell on the ground with a "snap", and the lavender she had just picked fell to the ground.

"Woo..." She wrinkled her face, struggling to get up from the ground, but found a pair of dirty shoes in front of her eyes, and immediately, she was picked up by the owner of the shoes.

She looked at the man in front of her with grievances, and called out with her mouth pursed, "Uncle..."

"When you leave, take that deer away." Shen Luo told her lightly, then turned around and disappeared from her sight like a gust of wind.

She stared blankly at the empty forest in front of her, and sighed helplessly, feeling that her uncle's temperament was really weird.

She lowered her head, patted the floating soil on her body, picked up the lavender she had dropped, and walked towards the house.

When they entered the room, they saw Song Jiayin angrily sitting in front of the stove, boiling water.

She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and tiptoed in.

Song Jiayin glanced at her and said angrily, "What are you doing carefully, I won't eat you...God, you you you...did you fall?"

Song Jiayin finally saw the dirt on her body, couldn't help but stood up yelling, ran to her, looked her up and down, with an extremely anxious expression, "How did you fall? Did you bleed? Are you injured?"

"It's okay, I just tripped over a tree root." Ye Weilan said indifferently. "The ground is full of dirt, and I'm not hurt."

Song Jiayin couldn't help but roll up her coat sleeves all of a sudden, and saw a bruise on her white and tender arm, Song Jiayin was so anxious that she was about to cry, "You really want to hide your injury?" Follow me."

"It's okay, I don't hurt, I'm going to find if there is a vase in the house, so I can put this lavender in the vase."

"Sit down quickly, tell me to find whatever you want." Song Jiayin carefully helped her to sit down by the dining table, and then rummaged through the box, and she really found a blue and white porcelain vase, and helped Ye Weilan put it away. The big bunch of lavender that was just picked was put in.

Du Xihua just came back with two buckets of water and poured them into the water tank.

Song Jiayin said coldly: "The paste is ready, go paste the windows."

"Hey!" Du Xihua raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his brow, and agreed.

Ye Weilan smiled and stood up, "Brother Xihua, I'll hang out with you."

"Lan'er!" Song Jiayin turned her face and gave her a hard look, and said sharply. "You are not allowed to do this kind of rough work with your hands! What if you make your hands rough?"

"Okay, okay, I won't do it, I won't do anything." Ye Weilan was really afraid of her, but she also knew that she loved herself and couldn't bear to work hard, so she listened to her, sat on the bench, and looked at her Work with Du Xihua.

Du Xihua changed all the window paper, and changed the mats on the kang. Song Jiayin wiped the reed mats with a rag, and replaced Shen Luo with new pillows and quilts. Don't wash it, just throw it away.

After finishing these, the room suddenly changed.

Seeing that the house was almost tidied up, Ye Weilan asked Song Jiayin to help cook some millet porridge, put it in a crock pot, and said, "Okay, let's go! By the way, take that deer and go back to the house." After we get home, we will roast it and eat it, and make the leftovers into dried deer and eat it as snacks."

When Du Xihua heard that there was something to eat, he laughed and happily carried the dead deer on his shoulders. The three of them left the forest. Song Hengzhi was already waiting here. He parked the carriage under a big pagoda tree, Holding a book in his hand, he is reading.

"Father..." Song Jiayin called him.

He raised his head, put down the book in his hand, jumped off the shaft, and said with a smile, "Miss, you are back. Huh? Where did this deer come from?"

"It was given by my uncle, Uncle Song, let's go home and eat roasted venison." Ye Weilan smiled at him, and glanced at the book he put on the shaft of the car, and saw that it was a somewhat dilapidated "Selected Works of Literature and History" ".

(End of this chapter)