Transmigration: Rural Sweet Wife

Song qiuer always feels that amu seems to have some sense of the past. That jade pendant must be very important to amu, otherwise he won't lose everything and carry it with him.

So song qiuer deliberately tries to test amu with the jade pendant, but he doesn't want that the expression on amu's face doesn't fluctuate at all, and even his eyes are like the deep sea.

"I don't remember." Amu said, afraid song qiuer don't believe, general stressed a sentence, "I didn't think of anything."

Song qiuer also knows that amnesia can't be cured casually. After a moment of loss, he said with a smile, "it's OK. I'm sure you can remember it."

"Well." Amu nodded and began to chop firewood as hard as before.

At the entrance of the village, song Dazhuang, who had just entered the village, was surrounded.

"Brother song, why are you carrying a chicken in your hand?" A young girl asked with a smile.

"Don't say it. The child next door caught the chicken from my house and played on the road. My chicken has its own characteristics. There are three big black feathers in the tail and one big red in the middle. As soon as I see, isn't this my chicken, I'll bring it here quickly so that my wife won't be angry! " Song Dazhuang replied with a smile and hurried home.

Qian is grinding corn with song bao'er in the yard. He looks at Song Dazhuang coming home with a chicken and says, "my husband, what are you doing?"

Song Dazhuang repeated what he had just said wrong. At last, he said, "the children are so skinny now. It's our treasure that is smart."

"Ha ha... Yes..." Qian's skin said with a smile. His eyes twinkled for fear that song Dazhuang knew what he had done today.

But song Dazhuang just came home and put the chicken back into the chicken cage and said in a loud voice, "lady, I'll cook for you. You and bao'er will be able to have dinner later."

"Well, good." Qian's perfunctory, but not as usual on what to eat at home picky.

Song Dazhuang was so happy that Qian was not picky that he was busy in the kitchen.

But how big is the village? In a short time, the story of song Dazhuang carrying a chicken home spread all over the village. Thinking of the scene of Qian blocking song qiuer at the entrance of the village today, many villagers know what happened.

Soon someone pretended to pass by the Song family and called out to Qian: "sister-in-law of the Song family, I heard that brother song is carrying a chicken home today?"

Having said that, he looked in the courtyard of the Song family, hoping to see the figure of song Dazhuang. Some villagers pretending to pass by at the gate of the Song family soon gathered in a small cluster, waiting for Qian to speak.

Qian's purpose of these to come naturally clear, repeatedly waved his hand and said: "that is my husband's new chicken." With that, Qian also glanced at the kitchen and was relieved to see that song Dazhuang didn't respond.

How could the villagers who came to see the bustle let Qian go so easily? Immediately someone yelled in a voice that almost broke his throat: "how come the elder brother of the Song family doesn't know how to buy chicken? Why not buy such a big chicken instead of just hatched chicks? "

If song bao'er hadn't been here, Qian would have swallowed the man in front of him.

Song Dazhuang soon came out of the kitchen and asked, "what do you want to buy chicken? What kind of chicken do you want

"Brother song, did you buy a chicken to go home today?"

"That's my own chicken." Song Dazhuang did not doubt that he had his way back. Looking at the expressions of the villagers and Qian, song Dazhuang finally got a different taste. Looking at Qian, he asked, "lady, what happened?"

How dare Qian tell song Dazhuang that he not only slanders song qiuer, but also forces amu to sign the contract of selling himself? Qian looked at Song Dazhuang and said with an embarrassed smile, "what's the matter? They thought you bought it on the road when they saw you carrying a chicken home."

"What song's sister-in-law said, didn't you tell us that brother song bought the chicken?" Asked the villager aloud.

"What's going on?" Song Dazhuang finally changed his face, looked at Qian and asked aloud.

As soon as Qian saw that he couldn't hold on, he poured out all the things that happened today and told song Dazhuang. In the end, he said, "anyway, the deed of sale has been signed. What can you do?"

"I... I..." Song Dazhuang shook his fingers and pointed to Qian. He gasped heavily, and the veins on his temples burst out, as if the whole person was going to explode.

For a long time, song Dazhuang didn't say anything, but Qian's fear from the beginning gradually increased his confidence. Looking at Song Dazhuang, he pointed to himself and hit song Dazhuang's finger with one hand: "what are you pointing at me for? Do you want to beat me for an outsider?"

If Qian doesn't fight, he has already. When he goes on fighting, he sees that song Dazhuang falls to the side straightly!

"Xianggong!" Qian shrieked and asked someone to help her get a doctor.

The doctor holds the medical box and sits in front of the window. When he passes the pulse for song Dazhuang, he knows that song Dazhuang has been greatly stimulated, but he can't resist the sudden stroke!

"Prepare for the future." The doctor put away his finger and said to Qian lightly.

"Doctor, no!" Qian cried and knelt in front of the doctor, "my husband is the pillar of the family. If my husband leaves, what can I do with my daughter?"

Although song Dazhuang has been instructed by Qian Yiqi at home, it's true that the family is supported by song Dazhuang's work outside. Qian thinks that song Dazhuang may fall down and holds the doctor's leg in tears.

"Your husband is not without the rule of law." The doctor looked at Qian's appearance and said, "it's just the cost of Medicine..."

"We'll pay for the medicine!" Qian Shi thought also don't want of answer a way, "how much money?"

The doctor said a number, and then added: "it may not be cured. Stroke can be big or small. You need to be prepared."

Qian's heart was shocked when he heard the doctor's figures. When he heard that even if he took so much money, he might not be able to pay the medical expenses, he was like a frosted eggplant, and he didn't even know how to send the doctor out.

"Mother, what can we do?" Song bao'er cried and asked Qian that he was so old that he knew for the first time that he was afraid. But unexpectedly, when she saw the expression on Qian's face, she was even more scared.

What should I do?

Standing outside the door, song qiuer asked himself the same question.

Although my uncle was forced by Qian, he did not dare to oppose what Qian had done, but he was always good to himself in his way.

That day he was hit by Qian's face is injured, back to their own food, has been in Song qiuer's mind.

Now uncle stroke in bed, song qiuer has been hesitant, silver needle she has, do you want to hand it.