The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

Although the actions of those women were similar to those of Mo Yuan, they were not entirely the same. Mo Yuan followed Shen Yijia's buttocks directly, and those women at least couldn't get in.

Shen Yijia is soft and not hard. In her opinion, they are threatening her by kneeling outside the door, and they don't want to pay attention.

"I'll ask someone to help you send them back." Song Jingchen said.

In fact, he still hopes that Shen Yijia can cultivate a few confidants. Those women are not very old, and Shen Yijia is still kind to them, which is the most suitable.

But if Shen Yijia didn't want to, he wouldn't force her.

Shen Yijia puffed out her cheeks and shook her head: "No, it's so cold, it might snow for a while, they will naturally leave when they are tired."

Don't you say that the male is the main outside and the female is the main? It's better not to let Song Jingchen intervene in this kind of thing.

At the entrance of the Shen residence, eleven girls in sackcloth and linen knelt neatly there.

Those who can be taken away are all good-looking, and no matter how bad they are, they have good facial features.

If you ignore their trembling bodies, it is a seductive landscape.

A total of 18 people were rescued together this time, and those who were not here were all children under the age of ten.

Compared to them, the girls who are going to talk about relatives in a year or two will be less affected, at least they will not be forced into a corner.

Occasionally, people passing by and seeing this scene will stop and watch curiously, but when they look up and see the word Shen Mansion, they dare not stay for too long.

I don't know when the sky started to snow, which was worse for the girls who were not well-dressed.

"Sister Shuang'er, will Mrs. Shenzhi's wife really accept us?" a girl whose lips turned purple from the cold said with a bewildered expression.

If this road doesn't work, does she have to go home? There are several younger sisters in her family, and she doesn't want to go back and harm them.

The girl who was called Shuang'er knelt at the front. She raised her head and looked at the gate of the Shen family with longing, with a firm tone: "Yes."

The lady who came down from the sky to save them will definitely not die.

She is different from the other women here. Most of them came because they didn't want to involve the family, but she was forced by her close relatives.

It is the norm to prefer sons over daughters, but it is especially true in Shuang’er’s house. Her mother only had one son after giving birth to two daughters in a row.

Before the third child was born, her mother was often troubled by her grandmother because she failed to give birth to a son.

Her mother even blamed all the fault on her and her sister.

Until the third child was born, the status of the mother at home rose, but this did not mean that the treatment of her and her sister had also improved.

At most, there is one more person in the family who calls their sisters.

And her sister was one of the people who was rumored to be kidnapped by the Huns.

That was two years ago. At that time, young girls disappeared from time to time in the city, and many people were afraid to let their daughters go out.

And her family just wanted to eat mushroom soup because the third child wanted to eat mushroom soup, so her mother didn't care about the snow and ice outside, and didn't worry about whether her sister would also meet the Huns, and insisted that she go to the mountain to find mushrooms.

Not surprisingly, her sister never came back after going out that time.

What's even more ridiculous is that no one in the family is worried and blames my sister for being useless.

How similar she will be to her sister will be arrested this time, also because the third child is tired of eating potatoes and wants to change his taste.

She used to be most fortunate that his father had good face. He was afraid that he would be stabbed in the spine and would not be able to sell his daughter, or else he would have sold her and her sister long ago.

But now she also hates her father's good face, because those gossips actually handed her a hemp rope.

She accepted it calmly, but the moment the rope was hung around her neck, the lady's figure suddenly appeared in her mind.

So she changed her mind, she struggled down and escaped from the house.

If she wants to live, maybe there will be a day when she will meet her sister.

She didn't want to come here at first, but only after she came out and accidentally rescued a few girls who were looking for death did she think of this way.

"My daughter, why are you so stupid..."

A burst of crying brought back Shuang'er's thoughts. When she looked back, she saw a group of people running towards them.

A few of the girls saw the person coming, got up with red eyes and staggered towards them.

"Father, mother..."

They ran out secretly, and someone who knew them saw them, and they spread it to their respective homes as soon as they were passed on, and those who felt distressed about their children rushed over.

"You dead girl, how many times have I told you that my father and I are still young, and if we eat in one bite, you won't be hungry..."

Although Shen Yijia didn't plan to pay attention to the people outside the door, she also kept Mo Yuan's attention.

If someone faints, send them home immediately.

At this time, she heard that the families of those women outside had found them, she breathed a sigh of relief, and said stubbornly: "You said they are true, even if they have a family, they still want to come and let me raise them, so they really take me as a scapegoat. ?"

Fortunately, she didn't go out, otherwise those people would think that she had kidnapped their daughter,

Song Jingchen was stunned for a moment. He thought that Shen Yijia didn't want to accept those people because she was afraid of trouble. He never thought that she was because she felt that raising people was a waste of money.

He pursed his lips and said, "There is still money to support them."

I didn't want to attract attention in Xiagou Village before, and compared to the 50,000 private troops, these few people are really nothing.

Shen Yijia still shook her head: "Don't."

She is not afraid of trouble, but she doesn't want to add trouble to Song Jingchen.

Seeing her firm attitude, Song Jingchen stopped talking.

Shen Yijia thought that all the women's families had come and they should leave, so she didn't care anymore.

After lunch, Song Jingchen was called away by Nanfeng, and just as Shen Yijia wanted to go back to the house to take a nap, Mo Yuan came again.

"You haven't left yet?" Shen Yijia had a toothache.

Mo Yuan: "There are still five people left."

Shen Yijia glanced at the sky outside, pursed her lips and put on her shoes again: "Let's go out and have a look."

It has been kneeling for an hour or two.

Shen Yijia came to the door, and sure enough, she saw kneeling outside the door... Now it can only be regarded as lying on the ground. There are five people lying on the ground, and a layer of snow is hanging on several people's bodies.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the five of them struggled to straighten their frozen bodies and looked at the person standing at the door with a hopeful expression.

Shen Yijia frowned and said coldly with a small face, "Go back."

Shuang'er's teeth were trembling from the cold, and she opened her mouth a few times before she made a sound: "Please accept us, Madam."

The other four also kowtowed: "I beg Madam to accept us."

Shen Yijia pursed her lips and said nothing.

Shuang'er gritted her teeth and suddenly raised her head, stretched out her hand and pulled the collar down, revealing a red mark on her neck.

Seeing this, several other people also revealed the traces of their own hanging.

"Madam, we also know that we are too strong to be like this, but there is nothing we can do. If Madam doesn't accept us, we will have no way to survive."

"Please madam give me a way to live..."

I'm sorry, I'm late. I've been feeling unwell yesterday. I'm just feeling weak and sweaty, my eyes are not focused, I feel dizzy and feel sick.

I asked a friend that it was hypoglycemia, so I lay down for a day...

I got up in the middle of the night to code, it's this point, huh!