Wang Ergou left, and the people who watched the excitement also scattered one after another.

There were a few people who were about the same age as Jinyu and couldn't marry a daughter-in-law, but they didn't leave at the door, and they looked at Yingluo with strange eyes.

Yingluo didn't mind, and held Chen Niangzi in front of them and took her back to the house.

"I'm glad you're back, otherwise I wouldn't have known what to do." Mrs. Chen sighed, put the cold egg soup in the pot into a bowl, and put it on the table.

When Uncle Chen came home in the evening and finished dinner together, it was time to discuss the issue of sleeping.

The Chen family has a total of four rooms, a place to eat, a kitchen, a bedroom for Jinyu, and a bedroom for Uncle Chen and Mrs. Chen.

Now there is suddenly an extra Yingluo, not only is there no vacant room, but they don't even have extra quilts and pillows, and they can't even lay on the floor.

Yingluo naturally couldn't let go of this opportunity, and took the initiative to speak: "Otherwise, I will sleep in the same bed with Jinyu." ”

When Mrs. Chen heard this, she hurriedly shook her head: "How can this be done, you are not married yet, and it is not good for your reputation to spread it." ”

"Then you have to arrange the marriage between me and Jinyu as soon as possible, so that others dare to gossip." Yingluo showed a sweet smile, so that Mrs. Chen and Uncle Chen could not object.

After washing her feet, Yingluo jumped on the bed, the bed board was very hard, and the quilt was not soft.

Although she disliked it, Yingluo didn't show it. She rolled around the bed twice, looked at Jinyu who was standing at the door, and asked, "Why haven't you come up yet?" ”

Seeing that Jinyu was still standing, she added: "Don't worry, I sleep very well, and I will never move." ”

She swore so much that Jinyu sat down on the edge of the bed and put out the candle.

The room fell into darkness, and Yingluo took advantage of the moonlight to see Jinyu untie the rope, three thousand green silks hanging down, and the breeze was blowing, which was thrillingly beautiful.

He put the mask on the cupboard, and the moment he lay down, Yingluo reached out and wrapped her arms around his waist.

"Chen Yingluo!" Jinyu slapped her hand away, a little angry in her voice.

Although Yingluo's surname is Sikong and not Chen, since she is pretending to be the daughter of a distant relative, she is always a little uncomfortable when she is called by her name and surname.

"I can't touch it, stingy, I won't play with you." Yingluo pulled up the quilt and rolled to the corner of the bed, with her back to Jinyu.

She did sleep very well, and after a night, she still maintained the sleeping position, quietly huddled in the corner.

As soon as the rooster crowed, Jinyu got up. He lifted the quilt and looked at a tail covered with blood-red scales, which shrank into Yingluo's skirt.

That tail isn't pretty, it's even a little ugly.

Jin Yu frowned, and finally didn't say anything, picked up the hair rope to tie her hair, went to the yard to wash, and then came back to put on the mask, and picked up the bow and arrow and quiver.

When he went out, he put the quilt on Yingluo's body.

When Yingluo got up, the sun was high in the sky.

She rubbed her eyes, yawned and walked into the yard, where she saw Mrs. Chen carrying a basin full of clothes, as if she was going out.

Yingluo's sharp eyes saw that there were the clothes that Jinyu had changed yesterday, so she ran over and snatched the basin: "Auntie, let me come." ”

"Then be careful, the river is quite deep." Chen Niangzi nodded, "I'll just embroider in the yard, just call me if there's anything." ”

"Okay." Yingluo nodded, hummed a little tune, and walked all the way to the river.

There were so many people there, and the stones for washing clothes were full, so Yingluo carried the basin and sat under a tree, waiting for others to finish washing and make way for her.