husband and wife

Chapter 20

Is there any way to determine the current dynasty name and thus determine Song Ziheng's identity without being noticed by everyone?Su Wan frowned and thought for a long time, then suddenly raised her head and looked across, it was Song Ziheng's study, there must be a lot of books in it, she tried to go in, but was stopped, the Song family regarded the study as a shrine, no one except Song Ziheng You can't enter, but if Song Ziheng allows it, no one should say it, but she is an illiterate woman, how can Song Ziheng allow her to enter the study?

Song Ziheng Academy's holiday lasted for half a month, and it was the busy harvest season. Considering the poor students, the academy would have a long holiday at this time of year.Song Ziheng went to the field during the day and studied hard in the study at night. Seeing him working so hard, Su Wan was really embarrassed to propose her intention to follow him into the study - it looked like he was making trouble.

However, Su Wan thought for a long time, and finally came up with a solution. She quickly got up and put on her clothes, walked to the door of the study under the moonlight, and gently knocked on the door: "Mr.

The oil lamp in the room was flickering, Song Ziheng took a book and sat under the lamp, slightly raised his eyes to look at her, Su Wan suddenly thought of a very sour sentence, the son is unparalleled in the world.

"Miss?"

Su Wan collected herself, and said: "My husband doesn't need much dinner, it's been a long time since dinner, I don't know if my husband is hungry? Do you need supper?"

"It's really getting late." Song Ziheng got up and said with a smile, "Wait a while, I will go back with my wife."

I'm not telling you to go back to your room and sleep, dear!Su Wan moved her lips, but still didn't speak. She watched Song Ziheng tidy up the bookshelves, then blew out the lamp, and reached out her hand when she walked in front of her. Su Wan paused, raised her left hand, and the next moment Wrapped in big, dry, warm hands.Song Ziheng looked at the elegance and dustiness, but his fingers were slender and strong. There were thick calluses on the knuckles of his fingers, but they were extremely solid.

The door of the study room was locked, the two walked towards their room step by step under the moonlight, Su Wan didn't look back.It's okay, she told herself, there will always be a way, don't worry.

The two lay down on the bed and didn't talk much. After a while, Su Wan heard the long breathing of the person beside her.

In the summer in the south, the dawn is early and the night is late, and during the busy farming season, people don’t care about saving these oil lamps. They have to work in the field until the last second of darkness before giving up. After everyone has finished eating and tidying up, It was already past eight or nine o'clock, and it was dawn at three or four o'clock in the morning. The rooster outside the courtyard hadn't crowed yet, and there was the sound of clothes being rustled in her ears. The person caressed her lightly, and a warm, hypnotic voice sounded in her ears: "It's nothing, you can go on sleeping."

Su Wan really continued to sleep, and when she woke up, it was broad daylight, there were noises of children in the yard, and the room was empty, so she got up immediately without delay, changed her clothes neatly, pulled her hair, and opened the door She took a deep breath from time to time, the morning air was fresh with a hint of fragrance, Su Wan didn't stay in bed, and got up earlier, she felt a sense of accomplishment in her heart, but she still couldn't compare to others.

"Sister-in-law three, are you up? Breakfast is ready, let's go and eat." The cow was borrowed by the village to fetch grain, and the borrower fed it. Song Xiaomei didn't have to herd the cow, but she couldn't rest, so she got up early and prepared it. Breakfast, but I have been working in the field for more than an hour, and I am hungry even after thinking about it.

The three girls and the three children each carried their bowls and sat on the threshold. Their small bodies seemed to hold gold ingots in their arms, tightly holding the sea bowls that did not match their body shapes. The bowls were quite big, but the porridge in the bowls was runny. There were not a few grains of rice to be seen, but when Xiaomei Song was cooking porridge, she was afraid that the workers at home would not be full, so she chopped up a few more sweet potatoes and threw them in, which was considered rich.

Su Wan didn't expect that one day, it would be a luxury for her to drink a bowl of thick white rice porridge—fortunately, she prefers to drink sweet potato porridge, Su Wan thought bitterly. The baby entered the kitchen amidst the enthusiastic calls, and Song Xiaomei was busy with the eldest girl and the second girl. Su Wan glanced at it and couldn't help being curious: "Is this to deliver food?"

Song Xiaomei nodded: "The weather is good in the morning, so I don't waste time to come back and eat." I went home for dinner at noon because the sun was too strong, and I was tired after working all morning. By the way, I had a rest at home and had more energy in the afternoon.Farmers who have done farm work for generations have also understood the truth that it is too late. It is better not to be busy all day long, especially during the hottest time of the year, when you are tired or sick or suffer from heatstroke, it is not worth the loss to ask a doctor to prescribe medicine.

(End of this chapter)