Farmhouse blessed wife is charming and beautiful

Chapter 210 Chapter 210: Killing Chickens for Zhao Jingui (4000 words)
These women in the village just like to gossip, and they don't have the guts to ask them to go to the county magistrate's office to file a complaint.

Shen Qingcheng just said a few words, and all the women shut their mouths.

"Luo'er, let's go."

Shen Qingcheng looked away from the women and led Jun Yiluo to leave.

Jun Yiluo broke free from her hand.

The little girl frowned like Jun Wulan, and stared at the women with displeasure.

"My mother and my father are on good terms. During this period of time, my mother is staying with my father. If you don't know the truth, don't talk nonsense. Uncle Chunhua is not a bad person. He walked away with my mother." Recently, he regarded my mother as a younger sister, and my father knew about it."

The little girl puffed her cheeks and tried to explain to herself.

Shen Qingcheng smiled knowingly.

"Stop talking about Luo'er, let's go."

It was only then that Jun Yiluo looked back indignantly and followed Shen Qingcheng away.

After leaving the sight of those women, Jun Yiluo raised his head and said to Shen Qingcheng solemnly: "Mother, I won't believe what those people say, in my heart, mother is very good. "

Shen Qingcheng stopped and looked at her.

"As long as Luo'er believes in mother, mother doesn't care what those people say."

"Ah."

Jun Yiluo nodded heavily.

"Not only do I trust Mother, but Dad and Grandpa Liang also believe in Mother."

When the little girl mentioned Jun Wulan, Shen Qingcheng felt warm in her heart.

The man who came to wash clothes by the creek obviously heard the gossip, and he didn't say a word of questioning when he went back, because he was afraid that he would feel sad after hearing the gossip, so he gently enlightened himself.

When the mother and daughter arrived at Wang Fugen's house, Mrs. Wang Li asked Wang Tiezhu to play with Jun Yiluo, and she dragged Shen Qingcheng into the main house swiftly.

Shen Qingcheng looked at the expression on Wang Lishi's face.

Seeing Wang Li's nervous and worried face, he must have heard the gossip in the village.

"Qing Cheng, how can you still laugh?"

Shen Qingcheng smiled and sat down on the big kang, Wang Lishi looked at her relaxed face and thought she was ignorant of the gossip in the village.

"...You don't know what those gossip women in the village said."

Shen Qingcheng picked up the cloth and scissors that Wang Lishi put on the kang table.

She is not good at needlework, but can help with fabric selection and tailoring.

"You say I'm easygoing, and I'm married to Brother Jun, but I'm still inseparable from Yang Chunhua."

Shen Qingcheng's tone was as calm as if she was talking about other people's affairs.

Wang Li's eyes widened in shock.

The gossip has spread like this, why is this Qingcheng not in a hurry at all, if another woman hears such gossip, she might have to go home and cry for a few nights with her pillow in her arms.

"Since you've heard about it, why aren't you annoyed at all?"

Shen Qingcheng responded to Wang Lishi while picking and choosing the fabrics.

"Yang Chunhua and I have a clean relationship. Why do you embarrass yourself because of other people's gossip? If I get sick from anger, wouldn't it be just in line with the wishes of those who spread rumors."

Wang Lishi carefully tasted Shen Qingcheng's words, and felt that Shen Qingcheng's words were quite reasonable.

"I believe in you, Qingcheng. Brother Jun, have you heard those gossips? I'm afraid Brother Jun will blame you."

Most men would be enraged and lose their minds when encountering this kind of thing. Although Wang Lishi felt that Jun Wulan was a person who could be entrusted to her for life, she couldn't help feeling a little worried about Shen Qingcheng.

"Earlier this morning, Brother Jun went to wash clothes by the stream in the village. He heard the gossip before me. When I went out, he also asked me to not pay attention to those gossips."

"As expected of Brother Jun, what a hero, what a man."

Shen Qingcheng's words made Wang Li look up to Jun Wulan again.

After making sure that there was nothing wrong between Shen Qingcheng and Jun Wulan, Wang Lishi took a needle and thread to make a puppet steadily.

At the beginning of making this puppet, her movements were a bit rusty, but after making a few times, her hands and feet became more agile, and the puppet she sewed became more and more beautiful.

During the break, Mrs. Wang Li went to the cupboard and brought out the finished puppet for Shen Qingcheng to see.

Shen Qingcheng counted, and there are thirteen puppets in different sizes, and each one is very beautiful.

"Sister-in-law, you actually made so many puppets in such a short time."

Wang Li said: "Isn't it the New Year's Eve, I want to find some more New Year's money, Qing Cheng, can these puppets I made pass the test?"

"Pass the test, everyone looks good."

"I'm worried that it won't be done well, and I won't be able to sell it. Hearing what you say, I'm relieved."

After Shen Qingcheng took a look at it, Wang Lishi put the finished puppet back in the cabinet, and then continued to sew others with peace of mind.

In the afternoon around Shen time, there is a small mud courtyard outside the village.

"Brother Jun, Uncle Liang, are you two at home?"

Jun Wulan and Mo Liang were building a fire barrel in the yard, and there was still a little work left. Seeing that the fire barrel could be finished with half a cup of tea, Zhao Jingui's voice suddenly rang outside the door, interrupting their work.

Mo Liang stopped, raised his eyebrows and stared at the courtyard gate.

"Zhao Jingui, what is this woman doing here? Could it be that this woman is bullying Qingcheng again."

Recalling Zhao Jingui's troubles with Shen Qingcheng twice, Mo Liang strode towards the door with a dark face.

He opened the gate of the courtyard and saw Zhao Jingui standing at the door with a smile on his face.

"Good afternoon, Uncle Liang."

When Zhao Jingui greeted Mo Liang with a smile on his face, he stretched his neck and looked into the yard. He saw Jun Wulan wearing a leopard skin gown working in the yard. That leopard skin gown made Jun Wulan more attractive to a mature man , Zhao Jingui was so heartbroken that he wanted to bypass Mo Liang and walk into the courtyard.

Mo Liang noticed that she was looking at Jun Wulan very maliciously, so he hurriedly reached out and blocked her at the door.

"Matchmaker Zhao, Qingcheng and Luo'er have both gone out. There is no woman at home now, so it is inconvenient for you to come in."

Zhao Jingui just heard that Shen Qingcheng went to Wang Fugen's house with that little girl, so he seized the opportunity to come here.

"Uncle Liang, I have a few words I want to say to Brother Jun, just let me in, I will stay in the yard and not enter the house."

"My Alan has nothing to say to you."

Zhao Jingui was shameless, Mo Liang didn't dare to take it lightly, after thinking about it, he simply opened his arms and blocked Zhao Jingui from the door.

Mo Liang was determined not to let go, Zhao Jingui gritted his teeth angrily, but he had no choice but to stand at the door and shout loudly: "Brother Jun, do you know what people in the village say about Qing Cheng and Yang Chunhua?"

Jun Wulan frowned upon hearing this.

Zhao Jingui noticed Jun Wulan's displeased gaze, and thought that Jun Wulan was angry at the unclear relationship between Shen Qingcheng and Yang Chunhua, and his heart was overjoyed.

"I also heard people say that the jacket Shen Jiahe is wearing today belongs to Yang Chunhua, and that jacket was found by Shen Jiahe in the boudoir where Shen Qingcheng lived before she got married."

Jun Wulan was holding a long wooden ding in his hand, and when Zhao Jingui finished speaking, he tightened his grip on the wooden ding, raised his head and looked at Zhao Jingui.

Zhao Jingui saw Jun Wulan's furious face clearly, thought that his goal was about to be achieved, and was secretly happy.

"It's all my fault. If I knew that Shen Qingcheng was such a flamboyant person, I would never have introduced Shen Qingcheng to you, Brother Jun."

The more annoyed Jun Wulan became, the more enthusiastic Zhao Jingui became.

"Brother Jun, Shen Qingcheng made you lose face so much, you might as well divorce her, I promise to find another Ruhua for you."

The word "Siyu" was still on the tip of Zhao Jingui's tongue, and Zhao Jingui suddenly heard a whoosh in his ear.

The sharp sound scared her so much that she almost bit her tongue.

With a big wave of Jun Wulan's hand, the wooden ding used to reinforce the fire barrel in his hand flew towards Zhao Jingui like an arrow, passing by Zhao Jingui's face and cutting off a strand of Zhao Jingui's hair.

Zhao Jingui came back to his senses and saw his strand of hair falling on the ground, his face turned pale with fright, and he stared at Jun Wulan with eyes full of horror.

Mo Liang was also frightened by Jun Wulan's sudden move.

Seeing Jun Wulan put down the hammer and walking towards the door with a cold face, Mo Liang thought that he was going to kill Zhao Jingui in a fit of anger, so he rushed up and grabbed his arm.

"Alan, what are you doing?"

Mo Liangsheng was afraid that he would make trouble because of Shen Qingcheng, so he gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "Don't forget who you are now, getting involved in a murder case will do you no good."

"Uncle Liang, what are you so nervous about?"

Jun Wulan took Mo Liang's hand away, and continued to stride outside with a cold face.

"I saw a pheasant outside in the snow, and that's why I threw the peg."

Mo Liang and Zhao Jingui's eyes followed Jun Wulan, watching Jun Wulan walk into the snow at the door and bend down to pick up a pheasant that was shot by a wooden nail from the ground.

"Uncle Liang, we can have an extra meal tonight. Qing Cheng has been feeling unwell for the past few days, so I'll give her a supplement with the stewed chicken soup."

Jun Wulan turned around with the pheasant in his hand.

Seeing the pheasant in his hand, Mo Liang was secretly relieved.

"Aunt Jin Gui, thank you for your kindness."

Jun Wulan walked up to Zhao Jingui with a pheasant in his hand, and Zhao Jingui froze in fear of an invisible coercion.

"Qingcheng is very good. Since I married her, she will be the only wife in my life, Jun Wulan."

".Oh."

Zhao Jingui was frightened out of his wits at the moment, he followed Jun Wulan's words and uttered an oh, unable to find his own train of thought.

Seeing how scared he was by Jun Wulan, Mo Liang was in a good mood.

"Matchmaker Zhao, you were the one who praised Qingcheng to the sky, and now you say that Qingcheng is not good, why are you so good at talking nonsense, aren't you afraid of having abscesses in your mouth?"

"Since there is an extra meal tonight, A Lan, you should go to the kitchen and boil water to pluck chicken feathers."

After Mo Liang spat Zhao Jingui angrily, he dragged Jun Wulan into the yard, and shut Zhao Jingui out of the yard with a bang.

A bang sound awakened Zhao Jingui, Zhao Jingui shivered looking at the closed courtyard door, turned and left with lingering fear.

After half a cup of tea, the fire barrel was completely finished. Mo Liang moved the finished fire barrel to the main house, packed up the tools and went to the kitchen to meet Jun Wulan.

Jun Wulan sat in front of the stove and lit the fire with a serious face.

Although Mo Liang couldn't see the expression on his face standing at the door, he could guess the expression on his face from his upright sitting posture.

"Alan, you just wanted to kill Zhao Jingui?"

At the gate of the yard just now, he felt a clear killing intent on Jun Wulan, which was not the killing intent that a pheasant should have.

Jun Wulan didn't respond, Mo Liang knew he had guessed right, and sighed worriedly.

"Alan, when did you become so irrational? Zhao Jingui's mouth is stinky, but the crime is not deadly. If you kill her on impulse today, then you will really become a criminal. Luoer still So small, and Qingcheng is so weak, if something happens to you, who will take care of their mother and daughter in the future."

What Mo Liang said made Jun Wulan's temples twitch.

Just now when he heard Zhao Jingui swearing and arranging Qingcheng, and suggested that he quit Qingcheng, he became so angry that he almost couldn't control himself.

"Uncle Liang, just now I was impulsive and almost couldn't control myself, I won't do it in the future, please don't worry."

Mo Liang said: "Alan, I have never seen you so impulsive."

These years, Mo Liang has been by Jun Wulan's side. Since Jun Wulan was sensible, he has been extremely calm about everything, but this time!
"Are you already deeply in love with Qingcheng?"

Seeing Jun Wulan nod his head, Mo Liang sighed heavily again.

"You are really just like your father. Either you are not emotional, or you are passionate, and you are devoted to it. I hope Qingcheng is like you."

Mo Liang was very worried, when Jun Wulan suddenly asked him: "Uncle Liang, what do you want Qingcheng to recognize Yang Wan and his wife as godfather and mother?"

"Okay."

When Jun Wulan finished speaking, Mo Liang immediately agreed and applauded.

"As long as Qingcheng and Chunhua become siblings, and the relationship between you and Qingcheng remains unchanged, the rumors circulating in the village will be self-defeating."

The corner of Jun Wulan's mouth slightly hooked.

What Mo Liang thinks is indeed what he thinks in his heart, but the most important point is that Qing Cheng and Yang Chunhua become brothers and sisters, which can completely cut off Yang Chunhua's thoughts on Qing Cheng.

"Since Uncle Liang thinks this is feasible, I will discuss it with Qingcheng when Qingcheng comes back."

Shen Qingcheng and Jun Yiluo came back in time for dinner, and when the mother and daughter walked to the gate of the yard, they could smell the delicious aroma of vegetables wafting from the kitchen.

"Mother, Daddy and Grandpa Liang have cooked delicious food."

Smelling the scent, the little girl was so greedy that her mouth was watering, she happily and eagerly took Shen Qingcheng's hand and rushed to the kitchen.

Seeing Jun Wulan wearing an apron and busy behind the stove, looking homely and handsome, Shen Qingcheng smiled warmly.

"Brother Jun, what are you doing delicious? It's so fragrant that Luo'er and I could smell it right at the door."

Jun Wulan stewed a pot of radish and chicken soup, and added a little coriander root. While he was cooking the stewed chicken soup, he raised his head and looked at Shen Qingcheng, mother and daughter.

"It's chicken soup. A pheasant ran to the door of the house. I shot and killed it just to make up for you."

Hearing about eating pheasant tonight, Shen Qingcheng was also hungry.

Pheasants are more delicious than domestic chickens.

When the food was served, Jun Wulan put one chicken leg in Jun Yiluo's bowl, and the other chicken leg in Shen Qingcheng's bowl.

Shen Qingcheng was a little embarrassed, and subconsciously looked at Mo Liang.

(End of this chapter)