Chapter 56

After the farce ended, everyone was still not satisfied. There were too many unreasonable things that made everyone feel itchy.

Xiao Ya looked at her brother whom she had admired since childhood and asked, “Brother, why?”

“I’m sorry,” her brother said only this sentence, and left with the people of the committee.

At this point, the army had no way to protect Xiao Ya’s brother, so he was directly discharged from the army.

The army compensated Xiao Ya with a job, and she went to the county town.

It was very uncomfortable to eat half of the melon.

Tian Tian asked around for information, but even though she claimed to be a gossip expert in the family compound, she couldn’t find any clues. The family had always been fine, but suddenly one day, the conflict between the sister-in-law and the younger sister-in-law became irreconcilable.

Then the sister-in-law made trouble and made all kinds of calculations. The younger sister-in-law cried directly in the yard, and everyone knew about it.

No one expected the final drugging and the cooked rice.

I don’t know if the drugging was successful, I only know that Xiao Ya finally married the man chosen by her sister-in-law.

It was lively and busy, and time passed quickly.

In the early morning, Song Shuqian was sleeping soundly, and she felt a warm embrace beside her, which was a bit familiar.

She woke up suddenly and took out the dagger hidden under the pillow and was about to stab.

Wei Jianguo quickly grabbed Song Shuqian’s hand, “Wife, it’s me.”

Hearing the familiar voice, Song Shuqian was deflated and complained, “Why did you come back at this time without making a sound? I was scared to death.”

Wei Jianguo admitted his mistake in a good temper, “It’s my fault. I will speak more quietly next time. Are you sleepy? Continue to sleep?”

Song Shuqian closed her eyes, and her breathing soon stabilized.

The next moment, she opened her eyes and sat up straight, “Have you eaten?”

Wei Jianguo felt soft-hearted and was repeatedly kneaded by a pair of small hands. The voice he spoke out was a little hoarse, “I ate, and I’m hungry again. I want to eat meat.”

“Oh, I’ll get it for you. I’ve put a lot in the treasure gourd recently,” Song Shuqian said heartlessly.

Wei Jianguo didn’t count on her anymore and took the initiative to pounce on her. Of course, he had to take the initiative to get something delicious.

It is said that a short

separation is better than a new marriage. Song Shuqian has a deep understanding of this. She went back and forth all night and tossed and turned again and again. The most annoying thing is that this person knows the effect of the spiritual liquid, which is particularly fierce. When Song Shuqian couldn’t stand it and was about to faint, he fed her some water. This was repeated until dawn, and the clouds and rain stopped.

Song Shuqian cursed, “Beast.” She fell

into a deep sleep.

Wei Jianguo was just the opposite of her. He was refreshed early in the morning, just like a goblin who absorbs yang energy.

After reporting the mission status, he also trained the soldiers in the second battalion who were a little relaxed.

After finishing the work, he returned home and took a nap with his wife.

It was noon when they woke up.

Song Shuqian said angrily: “Captain Wei, you are depraved. You woke up at this time.”

Wei Jianguo directly threw him down, “Let me check if you have abused my wife. Well, the waist is not thin, but are the legs thinner? Yeah, the buns are much bigger. I rub them. I heard that rubbing can make them bigger.”

A stream of dirty talk…

Song Shuqian blushed and couldn’t say a word.

“Wei Jianguo”!

She felt that she was shouting with great momentum, but in fact, a man who was moved was like a kitten with its fur standing up, so cute.

Wei Jianguo was particularly gentle this time, not impatient or irritable, and took care of every part.

Song Shuqian had a different experience and liked it very much.

A man in his twenties had terrible energy.

Afterwards, Wei Jianguo held her in his arms and coaxed her gently, waiting for the last wave of afterglow to pass.

“Wife, come and drink some water, refresh yourself, are you hungry? I’ll cook for you.”

Song Shuqian snorted, “Don’t cook, there’s something in the magic gourd.”

Wei Jianguo rubbed her head, “Silly wife, who doesn’t cook for a day? Eat something first, I’ll go cook.” Caution is engraved in Wei Jianguo’s bones, and he never looks down on anyone.

Song Shuqian also got up, and the couple simply took care of themselves, one went to cook, and the other went to clean up the vegetable garden.

Thinking of the things she had exchanged recently, Song Shuxi came to the kitchen, “Tiantian and I went to Yangshutun Brigade to exchange some pickled vegetable jars and a large water tank. We exchanged a lot of mountain products, including hazelnuts, chestnuts, walnuts, pine nuts, and some pickled game. The most valuable one is a fifty-year-old ginseng.”

And recently I saw a lively scene, blah blah blah, telling the story of Xiaoya.

This is the biggest liveliness in the family compound recently.

After saying that, Song Shuxi went to find Moying to play.

The reason why she told Wei Jianguo was, first, to make him feel involved, and he would have a share in the family affairs even if he was not there; second, to let him know that if he did something wrong, he could deal with it in time, after all, he was a local; third, there seemed to be some secrets behind Xiaoya’s incident. Song Shuxi was not so curious, but what if it was useful to Wei Jianguo.

Anyway, it’s not difficult to say it.

Wei Jianguo looked at his wife with a doting look in his eyes.

His little wife is so good.

Wei Jianguo finished this mission and could rest for two days.

In the afternoon, he was pulled by Song Shuxi to practice calligraphy.

Taking out the copybook from the Song family’s collection, Song Shuqian said earnestly, “Husband, it is said that a person’s handwriting reflects his character. You didn’t write well before because you didn’t have time to practice. Now you have time, and I am your teacher, come and practice.”

In terms of learning, Wei Jianguo has always been very obedient, taking the copybook and practicing obediently.

Song Shuqian herself was itching to take out her own four treasures of the study and began to practice calligraphy.

My dear, there is more to this chapter, please click on the next page to continue reading, the latter is more exciting! Wei Jianguo wrote for a while and looked up to see the words written by his wife, “When you walk to the end of the water, sit and watch the clouds rise.”

Wei Jianguo didn’t understand calligraphy, and couldn’t say those complimenting sentences, but he felt that his little wife at this time was really fucking beautiful, like a fairy concubine in the sky. If she changed her clothes, she would be a lady from an ancient big family.

She was stunned for a while.

When Song Shuqian finished writing, she saw a silly husband.

Put down the brush, waved her hand in front of him, and pushed it, and Wei Jianguo came back to his senses.

“Wife, you are so beautiful.”

Song Shuqian was very proud. She started to practice calligraphy at the age of 3, writing two large characters every day, without missing a day. Her calligraphy was her pride.

“If you like me to teach you, you should practice pen writing first, which is more practical. When you are good at pen writing, we can practice calligraphy secretly.”

Wei Jianguo also agreed.

“What font is that my wife?”

“This is running script, which is between cursive script and regular script. It is more flexible and very practical. I am also good at hairpin small regular script, which is too delicate and not suitable for you.”

“My wife, you worked hard when you were a child and learned so many things.”

Wei Jianguo really felt that his wife had a hard time. He had read the investigation materials of his wife. She was proficient in English, German and Russian, could play the piano, draw, dance, understand management and technology. Even if she only learned the basics, it was very tiring. His wife was only 18 years old.

Now I know that she is also proficient in calligraphy and Chinese painting.

Song Shuqian felt a little guilty. What she and the original owner learned was now inherited by her. “It was really hard.”