Chapter 2 Fighting the Woman with a Long Tongue

A good night's sleep.

The next morning, the sun shines through the cracks in the wooden roof and shines on the broken wooden bed, shining on the hearts of the people, and the crackling sound of firewood is worn outside, everything is so warm and natural.

Yes! This is the joy of going to bed early and waking up early!

Song Xinyi rolled over and muttered in her heart. As he thought, he reached under the pillow and touched it.

Well! The phone is still there.

Stretch out! Get up!

Zhao Shishi, who was cooking porridge outside the door, heard the creaking of the wooden bed in the room, and knocked lightly on the door, "Miss, are you up?" Song Xinyi turned around, and just wanted to lie in bed, but her face changed when she heard the next sentence.

"Miss, wake up quickly, Hu Tiangongzi sent someone to ask in the morning, to greet Miss's physical condition, alas, I think they mean to postpone the wedding..."Zhao Shishi's voice became smaller and smaller, and there was some dissatisfaction, and she didn't dare to say more because she was afraid that Song Xinyi would be angry.

Song Xinyi's face completely collapsed, she thought that after spending a night peacefully, she would usher in a bright morning, how could there be such a lot of things.

She couldn't sleep at all, so she got up, cleaned up, and had breakfast. While thinking about it, I didn't forget to stuff my phone into my personal pocket. You can't lose this baby bump.

Washing her face with running water, gargling with water, Song Xinyi washed her water, but she was stunned by Zhao Shishi. “… Small, miss, is it that Shishi didn't serve you well" Zhao Shishi's tone rose a little, and even cried a little, which made Song Xinyi stunned.

"What's wrong? You didn't do anything wrong."

"Then why doesn't the young lady wipe her face with a wet handkerchief... Why is it so rude? ”

"I, I'm not afraid of your trouble... Hehe" Song Xinyi smiled at Zhao Shishi flatteringly, secretly screaming in her heart that she was not familiar with the living habits of the original owner Song Xinyao at all, which began to show her feet early in the morning, and what was even more worrying was that Zhao Shishi was the one who had taken care of Song Xinyao since she was a child, and she was too familiar with Song Xinyao's living habits to be familiar with. Although Song Xinyi laughed for only a few seconds, the thoughts in her heart turned several times.

Then you can only take one step at a time.

But that's what she said, but Song Xinyi began to regret what she just said again, why are you afraid that she will be in trouble, this is like what the ancients would say, baba blah blah.

"Uh... I mean" In Zhao Shishi's puzzled eyes, she spoke, "I mean, my head has been hurting since last night," and pretended to be weak and helped her head, "So there are some strange actions, I don't know what's wrong, I think back to some things before, my head will also hurt, and it will depend on you Sister Shishi in the future."

Seeing that Zhao Shishi suddenly realized that she was still a little worried, Song Xinyi lowered her head in shame.

Alas... I can't bear to lie to you, this simple little girl...

"Okay, okay, Sister Shishi, what are you doing, I'm hungry" Song Xinyi hurriedly interrupted the topic, pretending to be very hungry, and playfully overtook Zhao Shishi and stuck out her tongue.

But to be honest, I'm really hungry... From last night to now, she has drunk a bowl of porridge without rice and eaten a bun without filling.

"The porridge I made." Zhao Shishi said as she brought the casserole to the table in the courtyard.

How is porridge again! Song Xinyi has a deep understanding of the porridge she drank when she woke up yesterday, but this can't be blamed on Zhao Shishi, judging from Song Xinyao's family economic situation, it may be the limit to drink rice water for a few more days, for this kind of family that doesn't even have the main force of labor, it is already a luxury to be able to eat.

But all this is a small matter for Song Xinyi.

Song Xinyi glanced around, turned her head and asked, "What materials do you have at home?" ”

"A small pot of rice, potatoes, two green onions...... There is also half a bun," Zhao Shishi counted carefully. "So, what about the chicken?" Song Xinyi raised her hand and pointed at the chicken uncle who was walking leisurely in the small yard, the chicken looked up at Song Xinyi vigilantly, and seemed to be alert to see Song Xinyi's bad intentions, trying to flutter its wings and fly out of the low fence.

Song Xinyi rushed forward with an arrow step, grabbed the two wings of the chicken with both hands, and lifted it up, and the chicken was only left with the life of fluttering and screaming.

"Dabao...... This chicken can't be killed, we still have to rely on the eggs laid by this chicken to eat," Zhao Shishi said embarrassedly. "Eggs?"

？？？

Three obvious question marks appeared on Zhao Shishi's forehead, "No, it's selling eggs to make money and buy rice for dinner." ”

Oh...... Can't eat chicken, not happy. Song Xinyi fell again.

Zhao Shishi saw Song Xinyi like this, and muttered in her heart: How can Dabao wake up and behave so differently than before, why do things so ...... Tiger?

Just when Song Xinyi was secretly worried that this chicken stew couldn't be done, and she couldn't eat a full meal, a very sarcastic and mean voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Yo, is the eldest girl of the Song family awake? What's wrong? My adoptive mother is dead, but I can still sleep peacefully? Or are you too tired to cry and sleep until now before you get up? Why is the big girl crying? Ah, by the way, look at my memory, isn't it not very good, doesn't this mean that the girl's husband has that problem. Hehehehehe~"

This voice, the magic sound into the ears, but also a little ugly, you say that the duck is also mixed with the characteristics of the chicken, the voice is dumb and unpleasant, this is not good, why did you not meet the good stubble as soon as you crossed? Song Xinyi expressed her doubts with her eyes, Zhao Shishi also knew what she meant, and explained in a low voice: "This is Aunt Wang next door, people are not very good, they like to chew the root of their tongue behind their backs, they like to be rich, when our Master Song died, she snickered behind her back, and when she went to the market, she always grabbed our family's position, since Miss You and Young Master Hu had a marriage contract, she has a grudge, oh yes, she has a daughter in her family named Wang Erya, I heard that Young Master Hu is good-looking, After we got engaged, Wang Erya didn't spit on Miss Chao behind her back, and Aunt Wang too, she went around in front of our house with jealousy every day, and said bad things about Mrs. and Miss when she met people, no, didn't there be rumors about Young Master Hu before, Aunt Wang was the first to can't wait to spread this bad word, not only that, but she couldn't wait to run over and tell the old lady lying on the hospital bed that Madame's death has nothing to do with this woman, phew! But if I look at it, it's jealousy, naked jealousy, and ......"

"Okay, okay," Song Xinyi hurriedly stopped, why didn't she find out that this Zhao Shishi was also a hidden chatter.

But, according to what she said, Song Xinyi also found out that this Aunt Wang is definitely here to find a fault, in this case, my modern urban small mouth cannon is not welcome.

So, Song Xinyi smiled at Zhao Shishi very politely, "Shishi, open the door and let her go." ”

Aunt Wang straightened her clothes and stomped her feet at the door again, and was just about to shout at the top of her voice, when suddenly the wooden door in front of her opened, and a delicate but very serious face appeared at the door. "Ahem, it's poetry, I'll take a look at how Dabao is doing, and I'll care about it." As he spoke, he poked his head inside.

Hmph, that's not what you said before, whatever. Zhao Shishi felt a burst of disdain in her heart, but it was not easy to show it on her face.

The corners of his mouth tugged reluctantly, and he asked stiffly, "What's wrong, auntie, what's the matter?" But don't look at Zhao Shishi's mouth saying this, she looks very polite, but her body has no intention of getting out of the way at all, and she blocked the door stubbornly.

"Oh, what this little girl said, I don't care about Song Xinyao, it's uncomfortable for anyone to have a hidden illness in the future," Aunt Wang said as she twisted her fat body and squeezed Zhao Shishi away.

Song Xinyi looked up when she heard the voice, it didn't matter, she almost didn't scare her heart attack. The face as white as paper rubbed with fat powder is as big as a basin, the facial features are flat, the eyes, nose, and mouth seem to be afraid of being crowded together, each of them occupies three small places, and the eyebrows are very conspicuous by herself, and the two black eyebrows lie lazily on her face, looking bored. That's it, the flesh on the cheeks is still falling, greasy and shiny. The hair on the sideburns was sticky to the face, and the already small amount of hair curled up behind the head and rolled up the felt. The five-short figure is matched with a spacious shirt with red and green, and a big red paper flower is inserted between the buns.

This look... It's also unappetizing.

Even if you don't judge people by their appearance, but just this look of being sorry for yourself makes people feel a little respectful.

"Yo, Dabao, are you awake? Let me tell you that this child is really, my mother is still sitting here peacefully when she is dead, and she will not take care of your mother's funeral, "Song Xinyi hasn't said anything yet, this Aunt Wang has taken the initiative, and this hat is really big enough - "unfilial".

"Auntie, how dare I, I didn't know yesterday that I was attacked by a crazy woman with a lot of tongues, so I cried and fainted, this is a little more comfortable today, I just got up and I'm about to start taking care of my mother's funeral, and I am indeed a little busy, unlike some people who are idle and have nothing to do to walk around, trespassing into private houses, and have bad intentions" Song Xinyi's mouth is like a soybean sprinkled on the ground, constantly fighting back, making Aunt Wang's childish chest rise and fall, and she is out of breath.

Song Xinyi paused, and then asked, "Aunt Wang, have you heard the song "Little Swallow"?" Aunt Wang was stunned for a moment, and she didn't know what to answer, so she had to follow her.

"Nope."

"Oh, I haven't heard of it, so I'll sing it to you."

Song Xinyi cleared her throat and sang, her voice was smart and tactful, clean and transparent, and she only heard her hum, "Little Swallow, wear flower clothes, come here every spring, I asked Swallow why did you come, Swallow said", Song Xinyi paused, smiled and asked Aunt Wang, "Auntie, do you know, what did Swallow say?" ”

Aunt Wang was stunned for a moment, "Ah, ah? I don't know. ”

"Swallow said, mind thy own."

With a snort, Zhao Shishi laughed, and after realizing her gaffe, she stuck out her tongue at Song Xinyi embarrassedly.

Aunt Wang's face turned into the color of pig liver, purple and purple, with this red and green gown. Well... That's a lot of color.

"The little girl is sharp-toothed, but it's a pity that you can't jump for long, hmph, you can ask for more blessings." As he spoke, he turned around and left with a twist, and before going out, he didn't forget to turn his head and spit at the door.

Looking at Aunt Wang's fat body twisting away, Song Xinyi suddenly laughed, "Hahahahahahahaha, look at her!" Like a big horse monkey who steals chickens and rice? Although Zhao Shishi didn't understand the relationship between the chicken and the big horse monkey for a while, she also felt that Song Xinyao's personality had changed too much, and she didn't adapt to it for a while, but she felt that although Song Xinyao after this change was a little stranger, it was not as gentle and well-behaved as Song Xinyao before, but it was not bad.

That way, you won't be bullied... Zhao Shishi thought secretly in her heart.