Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

Sheng Yuanshan came out of the prison and took a shower in the jailer's rest room.

Cold water and soap, washing roughly and vigorously, I wish I could rub off a layer of skin.

The adjutant gave me new clothes.

He put on a clean military uniform, buttoned it to the top button, put on a heavy windbreaker, and casually walked out of the cell.

The winter night wind was blowing coldly on my face. Sheng Yuanshan gathered the wind cloak tightly and asked his confidant: "Where are the things?"

"In the back seat of the car," the deputy said, giving him the keys again.

Sheng Yuanshan drove away.

At [-]:[-] p.m., Yan Xin applied some topical medicine, drank some internal medicine she prepared, and planned to go to sleep.

She slept too much in the past few days, and even though the medicine was effective, she couldn't sleep.

Mrs. Cheng was on duty at night, fearing that she would have to drink water and have difficulty getting up at night, so she placed a beauty couch next to the bed.

The master and servant were chatting about trivial matters, and there was a knock on the courtyard door.

Mrs. Cheng sat up and said with a smile, "I'm afraid the young marshal is here again."

Yan Xin: "He left just after dinner, what was he doing here again?"

Don't you mean you're very busy?

During these days, Yan Xin was in the military hospital, and Jing Yuanzhao was there every day. The way the lady looked at him was a little meaningful.

Yan Xin returned to Jiang Mansion, and he came every day. Give her supplements in the morning and have dinner with her in the evening.

It had only been an hour since he left after dinner, so what was he doing again?

Yan Xin was worried that something might happen and raised her heart slightly.

Mrs. Cheng is already getting dressed. He also helped Yan Xin sit up and put a thin jacket on her.

Opening the door, what came in was a clean and tidy Sheng Yuanshan.

Not only Yan Xin was surprised, but Mrs. Cheng was also surprised.

"Are you asleep?" Sheng Yuanshan asked standing at the door.

Just as Yan Xin was about to get out of bed, he had already passed Mrs. Cheng and entered her bedroom.

Mrs. Cheng was stunned.

Yan Xin was stunned for a moment.

——It's the middle of the night, and it's her bedroom. According to Sheng Yuanshan's character, he would not come to the door at this time, let alone be the first to come in.

What happened today?

Is it possible that the sun will rise from the west tomorrow?

"We haven't slept yet." Yan Xin gathered the lapels of her little coat.

She wanted to get out of bed, but it was not suitable because she was wearing underwear and no socks under the quilt.

Sheng Yuanshan had already walked to her bed, pulled the brocade stool on the dressing table next to her, sat down, and showed her the mesh bag he was carrying: "I brought you some delicious food."

Yan Xin had already seen the can jar.

Cans are still a rarity, only scattered items in department stores, and the prices are very high.

However, overseas Chinese businessmen have already opened canneries in Guangcheng. In a few years, several canneries will be opened in Yicheng, and they will become commonplace by then.

It's not a cheap song.

Cans are very difficult to pry, and every time Yan Xin and the others eat cans, it takes them a long time.

But Sheng Yuanshan just took out a short dagger from the pocket of his wind cloak, scratched it a few times, and opened a can.

He turned around and saw Mrs. Cheng standing in a daze at the door: "Go get a pair of chopsticks and a bowl."

Mrs. Cheng woke up from a dream.

While muttering, "The polite and considerate Sheng Lv Zao is so weird today", he walked out of the room.

Yan Xin also thought he was strange, but didn't know how to ask.

I still remember that the last time he came, she stayed with him for dinner at dusk, and he said it was "inconvenient" for Jiang Siqiao to be away.

It was late at night and she was obviously asleep. When he got up temporarily, he was wearing a quilted jacket and a plain white short coat. This was really "inconvenient". He actually sat down and refused to leave.

Yan Xin was a little panicked.

It was so wrong, it made her think of many bad things in an instant, but she didn't think too much about the love between her children.

She was very upset.

Sheng Yuanshan explained to himself: "These are canned peaches. They are not as delicious as fresh peaches, but at least they can satisfy your cravings in winter."

Yan Xin came to her senses: "It's so rare."

The most common is canned oranges.

Peaches are in season and will never be seen in the coldest months of winter and cannot be preserved. Even if it's just a can, it's rare and precious.

"So I want to give you a taste. You are injured, and I am afraid that your mouth will be tasteless and tasteless. I want to eat something new and delicious." Sheng Yuanshan said.

Yan Xin: "Thank you uncle."

Soon, Mrs. Cheng came in with bowls and chopsticks.

Sheng Yuanshan poured the can in and handed the bowl and chopsticks to her.

Yan Xin thanked her and took a sip.

Very sweet.

It doesn't taste like fresh fruit, but it's still delicious.

While she was eating, she was thinking about how to ask him what he was doing right now.

Not just for this can.

Canned food is rare, can't you wait until daytime tomorrow to deliver it?

There was no rush to eat this night.

However, she couldn't concentrate because she couldn't help but think of her son.

Yan Xin is very cautious when it comes to her children's education, and she often reviews what she has done poorly.

When he was eight years old, canned peaches were fresh from department stores and he craved them.

The price is high, so I usually buy it as a gift during the holidays.

Yan Xin didn't want to treat her children materially harshly, so she asked Mrs. Cheng to buy a few cans.

As soon as she bought them, her son immediately bought them all and announced loudly and happily: "They are all mine!"

The crowd laughed.

Yan Xin saw him happy, thinking that all children were like this, so she didn't care.

But when he was opening it to eat, Mrs. Cheng said to him next to him: "Young master, give your mother a taste first."

Her son was unwilling: "I want to eat first!"

He was holding the can and munching happily beside it.

Yan Xin couldn't tell whether it was a bad habit for a child to eat alone. She just felt that if he didn't think about others, he would develop bad habits in the future.

Yan Xin said loudly: "Take out the remaining cans, I want to eat them. Mrs. Cheng and Banxia also want to try them."

Her son disagreed.

Yan Xin added, "After you finish eating, I'll buy it for you next time. If you don't take it out this time, I won't buy it next time."

The child still disagreed.

He cried and shouted that he must put the cans in his cabinet.

Yan Xin remembered that he seemed to have been like this since he was a child.

He was young, so Yan Xin just ignored him every time. In a blink of an eye, he is eight years old and should be sensible.

The quarrel was quite fierce that time. Yan Xin even took out a ruler and hit the child's palm twice.

The child wiped his tears and took out the can.

Yan Xin and others ate it, but they were not happy.

But what happened that time did not give the child any education.

In the days to come, no matter what he eats, drinks, or uses, the first thing he thinks of will always be himself.

After I have eaten and drank enough, I will ask my mother if she wants anything anymore.

Yan Xin reviewed the entire education process and felt that she rarely indulged him and educated him every time.

Maybe because he is Yan Xin's only son, he knows in his heart that he is his mother's only one. She loves him deeply and has the confidence to fight with her.

It may also be because Yan Xin has a gentle and quiet personality and has no intimidating power. Human nature knows how to bully the weak and fear the strong.

Her son was cold and selfish, very much like Jiang Siqiao, and he had not inherited any of her character.

Some characters are born in the bones and cannot be changed even if they are not taught well.

Yan Xin was distracted and thought about this while eating the can, her expression gloomy.

Sheng Yuanshan, who was sitting next to her, suddenly stretched out his hand and gently brushed the hair hanging down her face.

Yan Xin immediately came to her senses.

Sheng Yuanshan tucked her hair behind her ears, but his hand came down a little naturally, and gently caressed her cheek.

Yan Xin was shocked and looked at him in astonishment.

Sheng Yuanshan's skin was different from Jing Yuanzhao's hot skin. His palms were slightly cool, as if he had brought the cold winter outside the window indoors.

His thumb lightly scratched her cheek.

After holding the gun for a long time, the skin on the fingers is rough and has a slightly frosted touch.

Yan Xin trembled involuntarily.

She was too shocked.

Apart from shock, she felt almost no other emotion.

Sheng Yuanshan's hand is not ready to be closed at the touch of a button. He still wrapped her cheek gently and asked her: "Zhuzhu'er, do you feel any pain?"

Yan Xin: "It's okay."

The wound on the shoulder is already healing; the wound on the arm is also recovering well.

She doesn't feel much pain anymore.

After Sheng Yuanshan asked this question, a layer of sadness like water slowly covered his white jade face.

His black and white eyes gradually turned red and gathered a layer of water.

He said: "You have suffered too much, Zhu Zhu'er. It would have been better if I had met you earlier."

After saying that, a line of hot tears suddenly fell from his eyes.

Yan Xin froze.

Sheng Yuanshan retracted his hand, tilted his head slightly, and wiped his tears slowly.

He stood up like a normal person: "It's very late, I'll go back first, you eat slowly."

Then he said, "If you want to eat anything else, send someone to tell me."

He turned away.

Yan Xin was stunned there, feeling numb for a long time, not understanding what was happening.