In the end, she beat Song's second sister-in-law, and Jiang Huijia was in a very happy mood. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

She quietly raised the corners of her mouth and walked back to Song's house with brisk steps.

Pushing open the varnished wooden door, she went into the courtyard to dry her clothes. By this time, the morning mist has gradually dissipated, and the warm spring sun will come out. The sunshine is just right like this, Jiang Huijia feels in her heart while drying her clothes, even if she has to work hard, she has a healthy body and can enjoy the sunshine all the time, which is already a beautiful thing in life.

There was a gloomy curse from the side of the main room: "What a lazy woman to die! What a daughter, wash a few pieces of tatters and wash them until the sun is above, lazy and rotten! I don't go out for a while, I'm itchy all over, and I'm embarrassed to eat white food with my mouth open, why don't you be lazy to death!"

Jiang Huijia frowned suddenly.

This scolding is her current mother-in-law, Song Sanlang's stepmother Yu.

Yu Shi does not cultivate morality when speaking, and she can scold any vicious and vulgar words. Jiang Huijia lived for twenty-seven years in her last life, and because of her physical pain, she had sought medical treatment from all over the country, and she had seen all kinds of people, but she had never seen such a scolding as Yu. What's more, being pointed at his nose and insulted like this makes the gods angry.

At this moment, a small figure suddenly rushed out of the main room like a small cannonball.

"Lazy woman, lazy to death!" a young child's voice shouted fiercely and happily, and the little figure slammed into Jiang Huijia!

Jiang Huijia was already in shame and anger, but at this time, she was even more startled, and subconsciously flashed to the side.

The little figure that rushed over didn't hit her, but it couldn't hold back for a while, and the soles of its feet were mixed and fell to the ground.

"Wow!" accompanied by the crisp "bang" sound of the head planting on the ground, the child curled up and cried.

He cried so much that he cried and shouted, and immediately frightened the chickens and dogs all over the yard.

A thin woman rushed out of the stove house on the east side, ran to the child in a hurry, and cried: "Quanzi, my son, where are you hurt?

The child ignored it and still cried heavily. The woman picked him up and held his face and kept looking at it. I saw that the child's gray forehead was red and swollen with a big bag, and several blood paths were scraped on the delicate left cheek, no wonder the child cried so much, it hurts to look at adults like this, not to mention a little doll less than four years old?

"Third brother and sister, your heart is really poisonous!" The woman turned her head, raised her tear-stained face, and looked at Jiang Huijia with resentment and sadness, "Quanzi is just a little doll who doesn't know anything, how can you be ruthless and let him fall like this? You live a young lady's life in the town, marry our Song family, and we all know the grievances in your heart, don't you let you go? What else are you unhappy about, can you get angry at me? How can you ...... How can you ......?"

As she spoke, she hugged the child in her arms again, and cried: "Quanzi! my poor Quanzi ......"

Jiang Huijia couldn't bear to see the child fall like that, but Sister-in-law Song's behavior of hurriedly buttoning the basin on her head dispelled a trace of softness in her heart in an instant.

She said lightly: "My sister-in-law speaks upside down, but I don't dare to recognize the name of bullying my nephew." But I'm always an adult, and of course I don't care about children. Quanzi is so naughty, it's a big deal that the next time he hits me, I don't hide. Otherwise, if he is so aggressive and hurts himself again, I can't afford to be falsely accused by my sister-in-law. ”

"You shouldn't be hiding!" In the main room, Yu finally walked out with his hands in his hands. She is actually not very old, she gave birth to Song Dalang at the age of sixteen, and now Song Dalang will be twenty years old, and Yu is only thirty-six years old.

Her hair was jet black, and she had a long face, and her skin was a little whiter than that of an ordinary peasant woman. But her eyebrows are high, the distance between her eyebrows and eyes is long, and when she lifts her face, she looks gloomy and stereotypical, which looks very uncharitable.

Jiang Huijia came to the Song family for only a few days, and she had already learned the power of this stepmother-in-law.

Seeing that Yu's two mouths touched, she said again: "Quanzi is just a milk doll, he came to hug you and was close to you, but you didn't say that he hit you! You are a powerful person, I, as a mother-in-law, can't control you." If you want to be lazy, you will be lazy, if you want to be horizontal, now you even want to fight and kill, relying on your mother's family, we can only grit our teeth and swallow the anger in our stomachs. As he spoke, he rolled his eyes, "Don't talk, we can't stand it!"

Jiang Huijia was indeed going to fight with her for a few words, but she was blocked by her last sentence, and she couldn't say anything for a while, but she was about to laugh angrily in her heart.

Yu's ability to reverse black and white is so good, compared to Song's sister-in-law Zhang, her skills are even better.

Jiang Huijia felt that arguing with such a person was a pointless thing at all. If you say a hundred words, she can turn it upside down with you, and in the end it's just a waste of saliva. At this point, Jiang Huijia was too angry, but she was not angry again.

Qi hurts her body, Jiang Huijia was deeply tortured by illness in her previous life, and she is a person who studies medicine, in the last few years of her most serious illness in her previous life, the more pain she has, the better her cultivation. Yu was not a person worthy of her anger in the first place, so why did she waste her energy to entangle with such a person? As long as she kept the bottom line, for example, and never let Yu take advantage of her dowry, it was enough to make Yu angry half to death.

"Since my mother-in-law told me not to speak...... Jiang Huijia paused for a moment, a smile appeared on her face, and she was about to say another word, when suddenly a cough came from the east chamber.

It's Song Saburo coughing!

Jiang Huijia frowned slightly, swallowed the words that were originally going to be spoken, and said: "San Lang is awake, mother-in-law, sister-in-law, I'll go and see San Lang first." ”

Without waiting for Yu and Song's sister-in-law Zhang to speak again, Jiang Huijia turned around and left.

Her and Song Yi's room was in the third room of the East Wing, very close to where she was standing at this time, Jiang Huijia only walked a few steps before pushing the door into the house. When he entered the house, he closed the door with his hand, and opened the small window against the east wall a little, and then walked to Song Yi's bed and leaned over to look at him slightly.

At this glance, he was caught off guard by a pair of dark and moist eyes. These eyes are really very good, especially the narrow tail of the eye, flying obliquely under his ink-like sword eyebrows, reflecting his deep black pupils, like stars in the autumn night, so that people are seen by him, and they have to give rise to gentle and melancholy feelings for no reason.

Jiang Huijia's heart skipped a slight beat, and she subconsciously looked away for a moment before she looked at him again and said slowly: "Since you're awake, do you want to go to the toilet?"

This is a common conversation in the past few days, although it is not the first time that Jiang Huijia has been taken care of like this, Song Yi's cheeks are still slightly red. He lowered his voice slightly and said, "There is a lady Lao." "He looks very calm.

Jiang Huijia laughed in her heart, and the uncomfortable feeling she had subsided with it.

She leaned over to help Song Yi, and Song Yi sat up from the bed with the strength of her arms.

Jiang Huijia hugged Song Yi's legs and turned him around, and he sat on the edge of the bed. Jiang Huijia brought the night pot and put it at his feet, then turned around and walked to the small window that opened on the east wall, turning his back to Song Yi.

After a while, I heard a sound from the other side of the bed, and after a while, there was a sound of dripping water.

Jiang Huijia looked at the east courtyard wall through the small window, which has been built for some years, but because it is made of green bricks, it still looks very strong and thick after all these years of wind and sun. On the contrary, it is the moss on the wall and the wildflowers in the corners of the wall, which adds a bit of wildness to the old courtyard wall.

When Song Yi was done, Jiang Huijia came to clean up the night pot and pour it. She pretended not to see Song Yi's embarrassed flush on her face, and only thought that she was a nurse taking care of the patient.

Especially Song Yi is still young now, just a teenager who has just turned sixteen, which is the age of a high school student at most in modern times. Although the ancients were precocious and could not be compared with modern people, Jiang Huijia couldn't afford to have any ideas for a while in the face of such a little fresh meat.

When she came back from rinsing the night pot outside, she asked Song Yi: "Does San Lang know that there is a kind of chair in the world with wheels under his feet, and people with impaired mobility can ride on it and travel on his behalf?"

Song Yi's eyes lit up, his eyes fixed on Jiang Huijia, and he replied seriously: "The lady is talking about Kong Ming's car! According to legend, during the Three Kingdoms period, Zhuge Kongming, the prime minister of Shu State, was good at ingenuity, and his wisdom was unparalleled. ”

Jiang Huijia was pleasantly surprised, she just asked casually, but she didn't expect Song Yi to say "four-wheeled vehicle".

Because Song Yi has a leg disease, not only is it inconvenient for him on weekdays, but Jiang Huijia, the person who takes care of him, also feels a lot of inconvenience, and at this time Jiang Huijia remembered the wheelchair. But she didn't know if there was such a thing as a wheelchair in this era, it was better to have it, and if not, she didn't dare to guarantee that she could make such a thing. After all, she studied medicine, not mechanical design.

Jiang Huijia said with joy: "Since there is a four-wheeled vehicle, it is best to buy one!" said while laughing at himself a little in his heart. It's a shame that it's still from the era of information explosion, and when I was a child, I didn't watch the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Zhuge Liang sat on a four-wheeled car, which was his signature line. How smart the ancients were, why did she forget it?

But I heard Song Yi say: "The four-wheeled Kongming car that can really walk through the mountain road like a flat ground like a legend has long been lost, but ordinary four-wheeled vehicles should still be used today." It's just that Sushui Town has a small territory, so I'm afraid it won't be sold. If you want to buy this thing, you must at least go to the county seat, or even the prefecture to find it. What's more, this thing is not common, it must be expensive, and the lady still doesn't have to bother. ”

There was a slight gloom in his warm eyes as he spoke, but his expression was calm and determined. Jiang Huijia knew that he should be telling the truth.

In all fairness, in this marriage that is not favored by everyone, Jiang Huijia feels that this absurd marriage is actually not so unacceptable, but it is Song Yi himself, who is already a waste in the eyes of all others and cannot give happiness to any woman.

Song Yi's existence is really unexpected.

At first, Jiang Huijia was forced to marry, and the original owner died of hunger strike. Jiang Xuan, who is from modern times, has also thought of using other methods to avoid this marriage after crossing over to become Jiang Huijia. But when she crossed over, there were only three days left before the original wedding date. At that time, because of the strong resistance of the original owner, in order to avoid recurrence, Jiang Lao Er resolutely refused to change the marriage date even if he saw his daughter starving and dying.

The crossing version of Jiang Huijia took over such a weak body that could lose her breath again at any time, except for quickly eating well and raising her body back, how could she toss anything else for a while?

Even if she has medical skills, in front of a body hovering on the verge of starvation, there is no other way than to eat and raise.

What's more, her medical skills haven't been able to reach the sky, at least in her last life, she can't cure her own illness.

Jiang Huijia quickly recognized the reality and knew that there was no room for change in marrying into the Song family, so she immediately changed her thinking, on the one hand, she ate and drank well to recuperate her body, and on the other hand, she began to actively inquire about the affairs of the Song family.

Although there is a memory of the original owner, the original owner only knows that Song Yi is disabled, and Song Yi's mother is no longer there.

Jiang Huijia had an open and honest conversation with Jiang Lao and his wife, and finally figured out what kind of bad chess he was going to face before marrying into the Song family.