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Chapter 108 Second sister-in-law is very reserved
The candlelight was flickering, and the shadows of the two were reflected on the wall. Xie Yuan's movements were gentle, his expression was gentle, and his eyes were full of love.

After thinking for a moment, he turned around and went to extinguish the candle lights in the house, and went back to lie down next to Song Mianmian.

The room was very quiet, only the sound of the little girl's shallow and even breathing could be heard, as well as the occasional chirping of insects outside the window, and the clear moonlight shining in through the window screen, all of which seemed extraordinarily beautiful.

The corners of his lips rose slightly, feeling the little girl's body temperature, and wanted to get closer, but he stretched his hand halfway and then silently retracted it.

Song Mianmian studied overnight to make a purse, tired and sleepy, and Xie Yuan was also tired from studying, but he really couldn't sleep at the moment.

The next day, early in the morning.

Song Mianmian thought of something, sat up and began to grope in her bosom, Xiumei also frowned, strange, where are her things?
She thought, she was going to get out of bed when she got up, and she was going to see if she fell somewhere.

As soon as she moved, her wrist was grabbed.

Xie Yuan grabbed her wrist with a strong hand, and pulled her into his arms. Unexpectedly, Song Mianmian fell directly into the man's arms.

With such a close contact, Song Mianmian really felt that Xie Yuan looked thin, but he was not thin, his shoulders were broad, and the rich aroma of calligraphy and ink poured into her nose, making her dizzy for an instant.

……

An awkward and lengthy silence.

The two of them didn't even move, they just stared at each other. After a while, Xie Yuan said, "I'm sorry."

Song Mianmian: ...

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, what does it mean to hug her?
Is she sorry?

She moved her arm slightly, and Xie Yuan withdrew his hand "behind the scenes", and Song Mianmian was finally able to sit up.

But the atmosphere was still uncontrollable and awkward.

"Well, go to sleep a little longer, I'll get up first." Song Mianmian got up, but her eyes were uncontrollably looking at other places in the house. She remembered that she put her purse in her arms yesterday, why did she suddenly disappear? up?
But the room is so big, Song Mianmian can see it all at a glance, there is nothing.

really weird.

Until Xie Yuan got up, after changing his clothes, he solemnly tied the moonlight cedar purse around his waist.

"what!"

Song Mianmian looked at him in surprise, pointed at his waist, "You..."

Xie Yuan looked at the corner of the purse's lips slightly upturned, "It's very pretty."

The corners of Song Mianmian's mouth twitched lightly, it's fine, as long as he likes it, but she thought it was okay last night, but now looking at this purse, she just thinks it hurts her eyes no matter how you look at it.

In particular, the owner of the purse is a bright and handsome gentleman.

But to Song Mianmian's helplessness, Xie Yuan left the room with the ugly purse, and the rest of the Xie family praised the purse one after another.

Zhu Yuzhi smiled brightly, and said loudly: "A Yuan, your purse is not bad."

"It's pretty." Yang Lixia also agreed with a smile.

Xie Pengpeng bit his lower lip tightly. He really didn't see how beautiful the purse was, and the crooked needlework... But looking at the expressions of his wife and sister-in-law, he still didn't say such dangerous words.

Instead, he asked seriously, "Second brother, is this purse embroidered with an umbrella? It's quite unique."

Xie Yuan was speechless, his face turned dark.

And Zhu Yuzhi and Yang Lixia, who knew the inside story, looked at each other and kept silent at the same time, but they looked at Xie Pengpeng with danger in their eyes.

Xie Pengpeng felt a chill behind his back, and touched his mouth a little embarrassingly. Could it be that he said something wrong again?
"cedar."

Xie Yuan said with a dark face.

"Ah?" Xie Pengpeng raised his eyes in a daze, his big eyes were full of doubts.

"Ahem." Song Mianmian coughed in embarrassment, "It's a cedar, the green pine is covered by heavy snow, and the green pine is straight and straight. I think it is very suitable for my husband."

Xie Yuan looked at Song Mianmian with darker eyes.

"Oh." Xie Pengpeng nodded, affirming Song Mianmian's words, "The second sister-in-law's embroidery is quite reserved."

Song Mianmian: ...

She stuffed a piece of scallion pancake into Xie Pengpeng's mouth, but hurry up and eat, there are so many words.

After all, Xie Yuan's birthday was when the Xie family was thriving, so the Xie family also valued it more than before.

Xie's restaurant closed after noon, and bought a lot of ingredients and returned to Xie's house.

Song Mianmian prepared a very rich menu today, so she started to prepare for dinner as soon as she got back to Xie's house.

It was hard for the Xie family next door to notice such a big battle in the Xie family, but they couldn't figure out why, the old lady Xie wanted to come again, but Xie Shanqing was determined not to.

He had had diarrhea for nearly half a month before, and he lost a lot of weight, and now his face is still sallow, sallow and bloodless.

Mrs. Xie was sitting in the yard, basking in the sun while cursing, "What a bunch of heartless people. They don't know how to be filial to my grandma who makes so many delicious things at home."

Her face was a bit bitter and mean, and the air was full of meaty aroma, and those who smelled it couldn't help but swallow.

The resentment in his heart became even worse because of this.

Xie Yang couldn't help but look at the next door, but she didn't say anything. After all, she was not like an old lady, and the two families were separated after all.

But Xie Furong said: "Today is the second cousin's birthday."

Ever since she was brought back by Xie Yuan that day and learned of Song Le's original plan from Xie Yang's mouth, her thoughts were very complicated.

She didn't expect Song Le to be such a person.

But I still feel that the second cousin has a woman like Song Mianmian ashamed. Anyway, it's weird, but they all ignore one thing by coincidence: thank you.

Song Mianmian was completely unaware of the discussion next door. Her lo mei was almost ready, chicken feet, pig's trotters, lotus root, eggs, fungus, etc.

All in all very rich.

Filled a large pot, and then started to prepare braised pork again.

Xie Pengpeng and Xie Zhenzhen couldn't wait to hold the wooden basin and start eating, especially Xie Pengpeng, he couldn't be more satisfied.

Zhu Yuzhi thought for a moment, then said: "Pengpeng, take a plate for your grandma."

After all, Mrs. Xie is still alive, but she doesn't show any signs of making such a sumptuous meal at home. It seems disrespectful. Even if the villagers know about it, they will say they are ignorant.

Xie Kang, who was repairing a hoe, glanced at his wife gratefully when he heard this, Zhu Yuzhi turned his eyes away and pretended not to care.

"Oh." Xie Pengpeng gnawed his mouth full of oil, and when he heard this, he hurriedly got up and packed a plate, and then sent it to the next door in a hurry.

He came back after a while, but this time the expression on his face was not so good. He pouted and put down the plate silently, "Mother, grandma said there are too few, let's send some more."

Zhu Yuzhi: ...

Xie Kang: ...

Song Mianmian: ...

Why don't you just send all the pots to the old lady to add to the fun.

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