shock!My spoiled villain husband has awakened

Chapter 212 Meet Song Yu

Over the years, they have invited a lot of "miracle doctors" to treat Song Yu, but in the end they couldn't even see the symptoms, so they came to cheat money.

Mrs. Song was a little worried: "Will the confession be deceived?"

Mrs. Song sighed: "Believe it for now, I have been here for so many years, and I am not disappointed."

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Leaving the warmth of the flower hall, the chill outside invaded for a while.

Song Zhenzhen walked beside An Shuyao, her eyes were a little curious: "Sister Shuyao, what is life like in the countryside?"

An Shuyao thought for a while, and said slowly: "It's very leisurely, relaxed, and comfortable. It's not as busy as in big cities. The pace of life there is very slow. The village where I live is surrounded by mountains and rivers. The mountains over there are beautiful."

Song Zhenzhen's eyes brightened slightly: "The weather is getting warmer, can I go fishing in the river?"

An Shuyao smiled: "Of course it is possible. If Miss Song has time, she can go to my place to play for a while. The villagers are very friendly and honest."

Song Zhenzhen put her hands behind her back and smiled cutely: "I remember that there was a snowstorm in Anzhou one year. It was five years ago, and there were besieged people everywhere. I was lucky to go along with the porridge, and they were all dirty. Still pathetic."

As she said that, she raised her eyebrows: "Sister Shuyao, are all the people in the country so pitiful?"

An Shuyao glanced at her, Song Zhenzhen's eyes were clear, but she was really curious, after all, she lived in wealth since she was born, and the people she came into contact with in Tianyuan City were either rich or noble.

Just like Sheng Jing, there is filth and darkness beneath the glamorous exterior.

An Shuyao nodded: "Dirty is not very dirty, they are just busy with work every day, and the clothes are naturally not clean, so they can only make do with them. Where can any rich people in the village come from? It's enough to make ends meet."

Song Zhenzhen nodded half-understanding: "Then let me go to your place to play when I have time? I haven't been to the real countryside yet."

"welcome any time."

A few people wandered around the mansion, and it was only then that An Shuyao realized that there were only three households living in such a big mansion.

Song Zibai didn't mention the first, second and fourth bedrooms of the Song family. As for the third bedroom, Song Zibai didn't mention it. It should be the secret of their family.

In the evening, An Shuyao and his wife had dinner with the eldest son of the Song family. The dishes here are as exquisite as those in restaurants. An Jingzhou, who has always been carefree, behaves very well at the table in front of strangers. He looks like a wealthy family. Children are average.

In the evening, Song Zhenzhen was afraid that An Shuyao would be bored, so she gave her some books of her favorite words to read. After spending an afternoon together, Song Zhenzhen liked An Shuyao very much.

There was a charcoal fire burning in the house, and there was a servant girl serving in the guest room. The maid at the door was called Chunhua, and she brought An Shuyao hot water for bathing.

She tried the water temperature: "Miss An, can you check the water temperature?"

An Shuyao went to try it, the water temperature was just right, she thanked her, Chunhua retreated, An Shuyao took off her clothes and began to take a bath.

Then she looked at the light red finger marks left by Lu Jin on the white and tender skin. Her skin was delicate, and there were some bruises in some places. She gave a dark pooh.

It's a good thing she's out now, otherwise, thinking about the days to come, she wouldn't have to live.

Originally, she still missed Lu Jin, but she immediately stopped thinking about it at night.

After wiping her wet hair, she sat down by the desk and chair, took out the little story book Song Zhenzhen gave her and read it with gusto.

The content of ancient story books is full of strange things, most of them are love stories that young girls like to read, such as the story books where a rich family falls in love with a poor scholar at first sight, and finally the lover finally gets married.

After her hair was almost dry, An Shuyao closed the scripture book and put it on the table before going to sleep.

This was the first night she spent in Abyss Tian, ​​she was a bit reluctant to sleep, she was used to sleeping in Lu Jin's arms, and she couldn't get used to it.

So she got up before dawn, stretched her muscles and bones, and when An Jingzhou came out yawning, she was stunned when she saw An Shuyao: "Little sister, why did you get up so early."

An Shuyao wiped the thin sweat from her forehead, panting slightly: "I can't sleep anymore, so get up and move around."

An Jingzhou looked at the sky that had not yet dawned: "Oh, when can I go out to be cool? Otherwise, what's the point of my coming here!"

An Shuyao rolled his eyes at him, why is this person thinking about playing?

She said: "Let's go to Zhuangzi today to see the second son's illness. If he can be cured, he will be taken to the Song residence for recuperation, otherwise it will be troublesome to run around."

An Jingzhou thinks it makes sense, he can only go out to play when An Shuyao is in the Song family, otherwise he must protect his sister when she goes to Zhuangzi, otherwise Song's mother will find out that he has neglected his duties, and maybe he will say something about him.

After breakfast, everyone set off.

Because of the cold weather, Mrs. Song didn't go even if she cared about her grandson.

Accompanying them were Song Zibai, Mrs. Song and Song Zhenzhen.

She especially likes pestering An Shuyao to tell her about life in the countryside. Before she came here, An Shuyao also lived in the mountains with her grandfather in modern times.

So she talked about life so wonderfully that even Mrs. Song was curious.

An Shuyao told them a lot of interesting animal world, and Song Zhenzhen was amazed again and again.

"Is there really a fish bigger than a man?"

"Is there really an egg bigger than a human head?"

"What's the name of the diamond-headed animal?"

Song Zhenzhen had a hundred thousand reasons, she was tired of answering An Shuyao, and Mrs. Song smiled so much that the corners of her mouth never closed.

The more I feel that An Shuyao is a treasure, she knows so many things.

Stumbling all the way to the Song family's Biezhuang, there are about a dozen servants inside, all of whom are left to serve Song Yu.

Mrs. Song led people straight to Song Yu's room. There was a boy about thirteen or fourteen years old. His skin was so white that blood vessels could be seen. As soon as Shuyao came in, the tip of her nose was sweating instantly.

An Jingzhou backed out just one step further, Song Zhenzhen also stopped, and stared at An Jingzhou outside.

Song Yu was sitting on a chair, his legs were covered with a thick blanket, and he was wearing a cloak. There was a game of chess and a book beside him.

Black and white pieces intertwine on the chessboard, and he played it alone.

Seeing someone coming, he raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Brother, mother, why are you here?"

Mrs. Song stepped forward and touched his forehead: "Yu'er, how is your body feeling recently?"

Song Yu put down the scroll and said seriously: "It's much better, mother, don't worry."

"How could Mother not be worried?" Mrs. Song couldn't help but wiped the corners of her eyes: "If you let your child go back to live in the mansion, you must live in the Zhuangzi. The sky is high and the road is far away. It is difficult for Mother to come to see you."

Song Yu smiled: "I think it's secluded here, I like it very much."

Mrs. Song looked at An Shuyao: "Mother found you a doctor again, let's take another look."

Song Yu and An Shuyao looked at each other, and An Shuyao looked at Song Zibai and asked, "What symptoms does he have?"

(End of this chapter)