The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

That is to say, Shen Yijia contributed money and technology, and Shen Dali and others contributed to provide flowers for the workshop.

Of course, these are all proposals proposed by Song Jingchen.

It was originally just an employment relationship, but suddenly it became a partner, and Shen Dali and others worked harder.

It took less than a month to fill the flower fields, and people took turns to guard them.

Lin Shao did not expect that Shen Yijia would do it as soon as he did it. There used to be a small flower field in their family, which was left by their ancestors, but now it has long been abandoned.

While he was worried that he was incompetent, he was also excited, and he secretly made up his mind to do it well and not let Shen Yijia lose money.

All is ready except for the opportunity.

Lin Shao and several people have recently picked a lot of wild flowers from the mountains and started to mix them with fragrant powder.

Not only a few of them, but also organized the children in the village to harvest together, and they received two cents a pound.

At the beginning, there were only children. When they saw that they could really exchange copper coins, many villagers would also take advantage of the rest time to pick some.

The shop was almost there, and Shen Yijia made a special trip up the mountain. After catching a few pheasants, they drove the carriage to the town.

Song Jingchen also went with him. Since he came to Xiagou Village, the time he rescued Shen Yijia was not counted. This was the first time Song Jingchen came to town in an open and honest way.

Shen Yijia, who knew the way, parked the carriage at the entrance of Fumanlou.

The second shopkeeper saw the familiar carriage, and was stunned for a while before he realized it. He hurriedly ran back to the shop and called for Shopkeeper Wang.

Shopkeeper Wang initially took a fancy to Shen Yijia's hunting skills, and after getting along, he felt that this girl was a good girl, and he really regarded her as a junior.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have specially asked Xiao Er to remind her.

After a while, the shopkeeper Wang came out of the store. He lost a lot of weight after not seeing him for a few months, and the original big belly turned into a small ball.

Seeing Shen Yijia getting out of the car, she happily leaned over: "Miss Shen, why are you free today?"

When Cao County Magistrate's son was gone, there was a lot of uproar in the town, and in order to find the gangster Cao County Magistrate, the town was thrown into chaos.

Later, I didn't hear that they were caught or not. Instead, it didn't take long for the county magistrate's family to fall.

This made him put down a lot of worries about Shen Yijia, and was also happy that the corrupt officials were punished.

But he didn't know that the villain was Shen Yijia in front of him, and the one who brought down the county magistrate's family was on the carriage.

Shen Yijia said hello to him, then turned around and took the pheasant from the car and handed it to the shop boy beside him: "For you!"

After he finished speaking, he put the wheelchair on the ground from the carriage and carried Song Jingchen down.

Mei Xianggong's legs are healed, it's too rare to hug him once.

Shen Yijia's movements were slow and leisurely, others thought she was holding a big man too hard, so she was careful.

Song Jingchen, who saw through her careful thoughts, felt helpless for a while, feeling both angry and funny.

Putting Song Jingchen on the wheelchair, Shen Yijia touched his nose and bared his teeth at him.

Watching her series of actions, Shopkeeper Wang was stunned at first, and then paused when he saw Song Jingchen's face clearly.

"Miss Shen, who is this?"

"My husband." Shen Yijia raised her chin with a look of pride.

"I heard from my wife, thank the shopkeeper for taking care of me these days." Song Jingchen said.

Seeing that, something happened, and the shopkeeper Wang took the two to the backyard.

I don't know if it was Shen Yijia's illusion, but she always felt that there was something wrong with the shopkeeper Wang today, and she seemed to be more cautious when speaking.

Before he could ask, Shen Yijia had already explained his purpose.

Well, this is the only person she is more familiar with here, who else can she find if she doesn't ask him for help.

Hearing that he was looking for a shop, Shopkeeper Wang slapped his forehead and smiled and said, "It's a coincidence that you came here, my mother-in-law used to run a ready-to-wear shop, but it's not because of the snow disaster that it can't go on, if you look right to me Transfer it to you."

Shen Yijia didn't think much about how it happened. After all, she just looked at it and saw that many shops were closed.

She just felt that her luck was really good. The more she looked at Shopkeeper Wang, the more pleasing she was, and she wanted to settle down earlier: "Then let someone show me over now."

Shopkeeper Wang didn't waste her time, and immediately asked the former second child to call her mother-in-law Du Shi.

What stunned Shen Yijia was that Du was slender, with willow eyebrows and a melon-seed face, and wearing an autumn-colored peony-patterned jacket skirt, she looked dignified, gentle, and beautiful.

Standing with the shopkeeper Wang is not a match at all.

Shen Yijia glanced at Shopkeeper Wang, who had a wrinkled smile when she saw her mother-in-law came in, and secretly thought that this person was hidden, since he was able to abduct such a beautiful daughter-in-law.

Shopkeeper Wang looked inexplicable, but Mrs Du smiled and said, "This is the lady Shen that my master often mentions, she's really a symbol."

After saying a few steps, he took Shen Yijia's hand and said, "The slave's surname is Du, you can call me Mrs. Du."

As soon as she finished speaking, Shopkeeper Wang coughed a few times.

Attracting several people present to look at him, Shopkeeper Wang twitched the corners of his mouth awkwardly, relayed Shen Yijia's meaning, and asked Mrs. Du to take him to see the shop.

Du Shi's face clearly flashed with surprise, then smiled and agreed, pulling Shen Yijia to leave.

Naturally, Shen Yijia would not forget her beauty and looked at him hurriedly. The latter smiled gently: "You can go with Madam Du, and I'll be here waiting for you to come back."

"Then what do you need to tell Shopkeeper Wang directly, I'll be back soon." Shen Yijia also felt that the two women Song Jingchen would definitely be embarrassed by the side, so she didn't force him to follow.

After the two of them left, Shopkeeper Wang put away the smile on his face and bowed his hands to Song Jingchen: "I'll take Song Gongzi to the study and sit down."

Song Jingchen nodded and did not refuse.

The two entered the study, and when the second child finished serving the tea and exited, the shopkeeper Wang suddenly knelt down in front of Song Jingchen in a normal voice: "This old slave has seen the eldest son!"

His voice was low, obviously restraining something.

Song Jingchen gave him a hand to get him up, and then shopkeeper Wang turned his attention to his lap, choked up and said, "Eldest son, your leg..."

"It's okay, I'm used to it." Song Jingchen waved his hand and said indifferently.

Shopkeeper Wang wiped away his tears and complained, "Before you asked Big Brother Yang to tell the old slave not to contact you, the old slave can only stay here and be anxious."

He sighed again: "Eldest son, you have suffered these days..."

suffer? Song Jingchen thought of the figure who was busy with the family, and shook his head: "I'm doing well, how many people have you met?"

"I've seen it." Speaking of those people, Shopkeeper Wang looked uncomfortable.

As soon as those people came, they said that Song Jingchen had asked them to come.

His first reaction naturally regarded them as people with bad intentions, and he almost had them tied up.

If he would verify anything else, but those few people reported their names and said that they were given by the master, he couldn't believe it.

Fortunately, Yaoji had an idea and took out the note that Song Jingchen had written when he arranged tasks for them, and saw the familiar handwriting, and then shopkeeper Wang believed them.

Ahem, fragrant powder or something.