Chapter 125 Little devil, you are like this! Really not flattering at all!
"Can I not be angry!"
"Even if my reputation is damaged, I am still the daughter of the Minister of Industry! This marriage is nothing more than a worse situation for me. I have warned myself ten thousand times that this is the end of the matter, so I can only bite the bullet and manage it!"
In the pavilion, Wei Yingying became more and more angry.
Shen Hua peeled the fried melon seeds. Listen with gusto. She moved a little closer to Wei Yingying's position, her eyes were shining, and she nodded cooperatively.
"It's not easy for you."
When Wei Yingying heard this, she was even more aggrieved and wanted to confide in everything.
"I feel so too!"
She slapped the stone table excitedly: "It can be seen that he doesn't care at all! Is the Ministry of Internal Affairs dead! Could it be that my portrait will be sent to the Third Prince's Mansion? You think so!"
Unlike she had nowhere to vent her anger, Shen Hua analyzed it quietly.
"But the people in the Ministry of Internal Affairs are all good people, so why would they volunteer to curry favor with the third prince? I'm afraid that if the third prince wants to see it, the Ministry of Internal Affairs may not care about it."
Wei Yingying isn't really stupid, she's just emotional at the moment.
Although what Shen Wei said was reasonable, she couldn't resist her resentment at the moment.
She squinted at Shen Wei, very angry: "How can you speak for him!"
Wei Yingying: "You let me down!"
"If you are loyal enough, scold him with me!"
Shen Hua understood.
If it was normal, she would have scolded Wei Yingying for being ill.
But right now, it is very difficult for the girl to cooperate when she has nothing to do. She said tentatively, "He just doesn't see you."
Wei Yingying gritted her teeth.
"Not considerate."
Shen Hua glanced at the bulging purse: "It's all in vain. It's the same as being shut down."
"Before you get married, you have to endure this kind of treatment, how can you still pay for it in the future? If you really cared, I'm afraid I would have tried to meet you long ago. Why did today's incident happen? I feel sorry for you from the bottom of my heart. "
Shen Wei raised her little finger: "Are you satisfied?"
Wei Yingying slowly raised her hand to cover her heart.
All right, no need to say any more.
Besides, I'm about to suffocate.
Cui Rong came with short legs, and with a chubby face, she approached and questioned loudly.
"Why did you leave halfway!"
This was naturally said to Shen Wei.
Shen Hua didn't even look at her.
Walking on the way, of course I saw Wei Yingying who was as cold as ice and told a story.
Cui Rong complained: "You make me very unhappy!"
Wei Yingying looked at Cui Rong, then at Shen Wei. For a moment, she sincerely admired this merchant's daughter.
Okay!
Shen Wei can sneak in to drink wedding wine, poke her heart mercilessly, and turn around and offend the little princess of the Yangling Hou Mansion.
If she is a daughter of a noble official's family, she can't go to heaven?
Cui Rong raised his head high: "I order you to apologize!"
Although I don't know what the gap is between the two. But Wei Yingying kindly reminded Shen Wei that she didn't know Cui Rong's identity. She lowered her voice and moved closer.
"I usually have to give way to this little princess, you should bow her head quickly."
Shen Hua finally glanced at Cui Rong.
She hooked her fingertips: "Come closer."
Cui Rong has no doubts about her.
da da da approached.
Just as she was about to frighten Shen Wei, when she said another harsh word, her face was pinched by the girl.
Wei Yingying's eyes widened suddenly.
"You're crazy!"
"Little devil, you are like this! You are really not likable at all!"
"Talk to me politely. Do you hear me?"
Cui Rong burst into tears of pain.
Wei Yingying quickly stood up: "Let go, let go. This is the gold bump of the Yangling Marquis Mansion!"
Wei Yingying already thought that Shen Wei's disaster was imminent.
Then, she heard Cui Rong's aggrieved words pop out word by word.
"heard it!"
Shen Hua just let go.
She sent a freshly peeled melon seed to Cui Rong.
"Wipe your tears, those who don't know think how I bullied you."
"You are just bullying me!"
Cui Rong took a few steps back: "Don't think that if you give me a little favor, I won't tell my second uncle! Just wait!"
Shen Hua frowned and looked at her.
"How old are you?"
Cui Rong: "Six years old!"
Shen Hua: "I still think you are three years old."
"I only know to complain about everything, can you look like a six-year-old girl?"
Cui Rong wanted to refute, but he was so angry that he couldn't make a mistake.
Early in the morning of New Year's Eve, A Niang took her to kowtow in front of Father's memorial tablet.
That day, A Niang was dressed very beautifully, wearing that lake blue brocade dress, which she said she only wore once, and it was worn when she was engaged to her father.
Auntie is still gentle.
—Husband, Sister Rong is one year older again. She has been spoiled by me, but in the end, she is not a little girl who acts recklessly.
Cui Rong pursed his lips tightly.
"Are you sensible at the age of six?"
Shen Wei has no psychological burden: "Not bad."
Can't be compared to Shen Hua everywhere, Cui Rong was upset, climbed up the stone bench with difficulty, and sat down beside Shen Hua.
She picked up something she was proud of.
"I picked up a dying puppy on the road yesterday. Seeing it was pitiful, I sent it to Uncle Ni Kang. He cured it. Have you ever saved a dog's life?"
Yi Cui was silent.
In this world, only she knows Shen Hua's past best.
Back then, Mrs. Zheng San held a chicken somewhere. The young sympathy wiped away tears and cried to the lady.
"It's so miserable, I don't know which vicious person broke its leg. Give me the veil, let's bandage it."
The lady covered her mouth with a handkerchief in disgust. He backed away again and again, as if he had encountered a plague.
"Are you dirty!"
"Stay away from me. My handkerchief is silk made by snow silkworms. Do you know how difficult it is to raise snow silkworms on the Tianshan Mountains? They are not comparable to ordinary silkworms on the market. The magnolia-style embroidery on it is from Suzhou embroidery. Double-sided embroidery. It took one month to embroider such a small piece. Do you know how valuable this piece is?"
Ms. Zheng San couldn't say a word of stinginess.
Shen Wei has always had this dead temper.
"Don't bandage it, it will die in case, and you are just missing a piece of veil!"
"Zheng Qianyu, are you older than me? If I were you, I would have been sent to the hospital a long time ago, instead of being superficial and self-righteous thinking that you can be cured without using medicine and doing bandages at home."
"Of course, the medical clinic will throw you out if you think about it. Be mature, you are seven years old, don't say such things to embarrass yourself."
Zheng Qianyu was overwhelmed by what she said.
Perhaps seeing her as too pitiful, Shen Hua made a rare comment.
"The legs are broken, and living is suffering. If you really don't know how to deal with it, why don't you hand it over to the cook in my house. He has the best skills, and the chestnut roast chicken he makes is delicious."
After hearing this, Mrs. Zheng San pointed at Shen Wei on the spot and said that she was vicious and wicked.
Shen Hua wasn't angry either, and stood over there like a kid: "I'll give you both chicken legs."
Miss Zheng San swallowed her saliva: "...deal."
(end of this chapter)