Abandoned farmer: take cute baby to farm

Chapter 133 The Sixth Prince of Gossip
Seeing Widow Zhang's expression of loss as if she had lost a baby, Jiang Ruyue was very happy. This proved that Widow Zhang valued her. She smiled and said, "Auntie, you are wrong!"

"I was wrong?" Widow Zhang was a little confused, didn't you refuse?

Jiang Ruyue smiled deeply and said, "Didn't I say that? I regard you as my eldest sister and Brother Gangzi as my elder brother. Although I cannot be your sister-in-law, we are still relatives!"

Widow Zhang's eyes lit up, and she said happily, "Are you telling the truth?"

"Of course!" Jiang Ruyue replied with a smile.

Widow Zhang's eyes were full of smiles, as if a lost treasure was found again, she smiled and said: "I have always wanted a younger sister, now God opens my eyes, I thank you."

Jiang Ruyue was very touched, and her eyes were moist: "I was an only child since I was a child, and I have no brothers or sisters. You have fulfilled my dream. I also want to thank you."

"Okay, okay." Widow Zhang frustrated her hands, her eyes were about to smile into crescent moons.

Jiang Ruyue felt warm in her heart. In her previous life, she had nothing but work. In this life, she has everything. How happy she is!

After some more thoughtful words, Widow Zhang turned around and went to work in the field. .

After Widow Zhang left.

Sitting under the shade of a tree, Jiang Ruyue suddenly felt sleepy.

So he called Xiaoxing who was chasing butterflies in the field.

The mother and son are going home to take a nap.

At the same time, the restaurant in the border town.

"Song Qingfeng, do you still know how to come back? Brother, I heard that you were caught by a girl and delayed the time to deliver my medicine. It seems that you really don't want to leave."

It was Yu Wenxuan who spoke.

The current god of war, the Sixth Prince.

Wearing a heroic military uniform, he was standing by the window of the private room on the second floor of the restaurant, holding a glass of wine and waving, causing the women passing downstairs to cover their mouths in surprise and keep sneaking glances.

Song Qingfeng, who had just gotten off the carriage, looked up. Under the sun, his already clear face became more tender because of a little joy, which made the women who had just lost their minds because of the sixth prince of the God of War jumped back into the nympho again. ranks.

In a border town, the sky is dry and everything is dry.

The local men are generally rough guys, and it is rare to see such a handsome man.

"Sixth Prince, are you safe?"

"I'm fine. If I had waited for your elixir, I would have died long ago. Fortunately, I'm fine now. I just need you to drink now. Hurry up! Come up!"

Yu Wenxuan waved, then turned to call Xiao Er to serve wine and food, the cheerfulness in his voice could be heard clearly even downstairs.

This time he won several consecutive victories, and of course he was in a better mood.

And in a few days, he can go back to Yunding Town with Song Qingfeng to recover from his illness.

Song Qingfeng shook his head with a smile, and walked upstairs.

"Sixth Prince, I advise you to drink less alcohol on weekdays."

"Hehe, I'm not happy."

Come and sit quickly, the Sixth Prince Yu Wenxuan invited.

Song Qingfeng took a sip of tea after taking his seat, and then took out another porcelain bottle from his bosom.

"My lord, it's not advisable to drink alcohol while taking the medicine..."

"The king knows, bring it quickly."

"By the way, Brother Qingfeng, I heard that you've had a hot fight with a village girl recently. Are you in love with her? Otherwise, how could you even delay my medicine? If you don't tell the truth, I won't let you go Yours." Yu Wenxuan asked gossipingly.

"My lord, when did you start to gossip like this." Song Qingfeng didn't want to say it.

But the time is not yet ripe.

"Forget it, if you don't tell me, I also know that you are planning to take that woman into the mansion as a concubine, or are you planning to buy a foreign house?"

Song Qingfeng frowned, raised his hand to pour tea for him and interrupted, "Neither of them."

Yu Wenxuan stared in shock, "You don't mean to hang on to someone else's girl and not give her a name...to steal..."

"Ahem. My lord, I mean the position of wife." Song Qingfeng took a sip of tea slowly, letting the elegant tea fragrance spread in his mouth, fresh and lively, just like that girl.

(End of this chapter)