The cannon fodder of fast wear, she chooses to farm

Xu Yin glanced at him and simply told the truth: "Let me be honest with you. Even though I am the eldest daughter, I am not actually favored..."

She recounted her original experience exactly as it was, and finally said:

"You see, the purpose of my parents taking me back to Beijing is to climb the high branch of your Xue family. My father thinks so even if you are not saving time, let alone now that you are awake. In this way, you still want to accompany me back to my parents' home. ?”

Xue Zhaojin looked at her softly.

In fact, after he woke up, he learned from the secret guards everything that happened during his coma, including the wife his family married to him as a wedding ceremony, from being frail and sick since childhood and being fostered in the south to being carried into Xue's house in eight-carriage sedans. , everything was placed in front of him in every detail. He knew everything without her telling her, and even knew more than she admitted.

Xu Yin looked a little weird at him: "What are you doing? Don't you believe what I said?"

Xue Zhaojin chuckled lightly, put her hands on the back of her head, and said slowly: "I'm really touched that Madam is so considerate of me. However, this shouldn't be the main reason why Madam doesn't want to go back home for the New Year, right?"

"..."

Do you want to be so smart?

Xu Yin grabbed a handful of melon seeds and continued to eat them angrily: "What about the reason why I like to eat melon seeds and watch the show but I don't want to get too close to the stage to avoid being affected? Is it sufficient?"

Xue Zhaojin raised his handsome eyebrows, and instantly thought of the marriage of his two cousins ​​in the west courtyard. He imitated the way Xu Yin spoke just now and lowered his voice and asked: "Do you think their stage is not stable enough and there is a risk of it collapsing?"

Xu Yin paused while eating melon seeds: "I didn't say that, you did."

"..."

Xue Zhaojin was helpless and funny. She lazily leaned back on the gorgeous brocade pillow, closed her eyes and listened to the rhythm of Xu Yin chewing melon seeds. She snorted in a nasal voice: "If you don't tell the truth, do you still want to expect my husband to help you?"

Xu Yin also snorted: "I told you a lot of truth, and it made me thirsty. Didn't you help me?"

"..."

Isn’t thirst caused by eating melon seeds?

Forget it, why bother with her?

Xue Zhaojin sat up again, picked up the tea kettle that was warming on the Yinshuang charcoal stove, and gave her a cup of tea.

Xu Yin saw that his hand strength was much stronger than in the past few days, and nodded with satisfaction. It was not in vain that she gave him massage and rehabilitation training every day. At this rate, by the Chinese New Year, not only he would be as good as before, but he would still be able to live a normal life. Problem.

After drinking a cup of the imperial tribute tea he poured, Xu Yin thought of another thing: "The fourth prince came to visit you the day before yesterday. What were we talking about? Why did you look at me so strangely before leaving?"

"What's weird?" Xue Zhaojin also took a sip of the tribute tea brought by His Majesty the Fourth Prince, "He heard that Madam came up with the glazed greenhouse in Bagua Tian, ​​and he wanted to grant you a royal title."

"No." Xu Yin quickly refused.

What's so good about Mrs. Gaoming? During festivals and festivals, not only do you have to go to the palace to greet the queen and attend banquets, but you also have to go to the palace to attend any weddings or weddings in the palace.

Does she think her life is not comfortable enough? Xue Zhaojin played with the tea cup in her hand, lowered her eyelids and asked, "Isn't it bad to get a royal title? Or is it that Madam is blaming me for lying in bed for three years and losing the title that was so easily available to me?"

Xu Yin glanced at him and wanted to touch his forehead to see if he had a fever: "Even if you didn't fall from the horse and fall into coma three years ago, who said that the title must be yours? The mountains will not change, the water will not change, and the dust will not change. The moment the decision was made, everything was subject to change. Besides, what do I want from the imperial edict? Salary? Will you starve me and freeze me? Do you need the tax exemption that I am exempted from? On the contrary, if I accept the imperial edict, I will be able to enjoy it during the holidays. You have to go to the palace to pay your respects. There are weddings and funerals in the palace, and you have to go to the palace to serve at any time. If we talk about the travel etiquette before death, and the funeral specifications after death... Do you have to worry about it while you are alive, but will you still attract tomb robbers after you die? "

"..."

I have never seen a woman who would regard Huang En's imperial edict as so worthless.

The woman in front of me is the first.

After hearing Xu Yin's precise complaints, Xue Zhaojin actually felt that it was quite reasonable.

Except for the first two, the rest do not seem to be the conveniences brought by the destiny, but more like shackles.

If we say that although he did not reject the wife whom he had married to his family before, on the contrary, he was somewhat grateful to her. He was grateful that she did not dislike his skinny and ugly appearance, and she massaged, massaged and stimulated him day after day. Acupuncture points to help him wake up, but not to the point of deep affection, more of a responsibility.

So at this moment, he had another feeling for her besides responsibility and gratitude - his Mrs. Chongxi was not only so powerful that no woman in the world could match her, but she also had an interesting soul with unique insights.

He would rather give up his imperial edict than go to the palace to receive greetings and serve, and he despises the cumbersome travel rituals. No wonder he doesn't want to go back to the palace after he comes out.

"You don't want to go back to celebrate the New Year, don't you think it's a waste of time to celebrate the New Year?"

"A waste of brains?"

Xu Yin thought about it, oh yes, during the Chinese New Year, we have to prepare new year goods for each government to celebrate the new year.

Although the family has not yet been separated, the general direction is set by the old lady, but it is not the juniors like them who are implementing it?

Thinking of this, Xu Yin didn't want to go back home. Wouldn't it be nice to have a free vacation at the hot spring village? Anyway, the second aunt likes to do things, so let her do it.

So she tried her best to brainwash Comrade Xiaojin: "The miracle doctor said before he left that you need a clean environment to recuperate, but you also saw it in the house. People come in and out to visit you every day. Although they are well-intentioned, they disturb your rest." It's a fact after all. Secondly, the house has been preparing for the marriage of your two cousins ​​recently, and there will be a lot of commotion in the next year. You know the second aunt's temperament better than I do. She is the kind of person who is busy with her own affairs. Do you want others to hide from lazy people? On the contrary, it’s more or less the same. Third, I’ve told you before: I’m going back home to celebrate the New Year, and it’s unjustifiable not to go back to my parents’ home on the second day of the Lunar New Year. So, do you understand what I mean, husband?”

After all this, how could he still not understand?

Xue Zhaojin laughed and said: "I don't have anything, I'm just afraid of wronging you and my mother. After all, there is a shortage of supplies in Zhuangzi. It will be freezing by then, and it will be inconvenient to send people to the city to buy whatever you want."

"What's the matter? If we make up our mind to stay at the village for the New Year, while the carriages and horses can still pass, we can make a list and have people buy all the cold-proof materials and food for the winter."

Xu Yin was afraid that he would regret it, so she struck while the iron was hot, took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone prepared on the carriage, and immediately made a shopping list.

After making the list and giving it to him to see if there was anything to add, she raised her skirt, bent over and transferred from this carriage to her mother-in-law's carriage, convincing her mother-in-law to go.

Apparently, mothers-in-law are more persuasive than men.

Just one sentence: The hot spring village is beneficial to Comrade Xiaojin's recovery, and her mother-in-law agreed to her proposal without saying a word.

What can happen in the house now? It was nothing more than the marriage of two nephews. How could her son's body be more important?

So, Xu Yin and her mother-in-law took root in the hot spring village...well, settled there.