Transmigrated into the Pastoral Scenery

Yang's footsteps paused, and then with a slightly nervous smile, she said to her daughter-in-law: "That... daughter-in-law, brother Xi is drunk, I will help him in and lie down."

Song Jingwei stepped aside, Yang Shi supported Shen Junxi, and sat down staggeringly.Said that Shen Junxi was drunk, in fact, he could only be considered dizzy, not completely drunk.He obviously still opened his eyes, his eyes were gentle and hazy, he raised his hand to gesture to Yang Shi, he meant to let mother not worry, he was just a little dizzy.

Mrs. Yang nodded: "Hey..." He said to the two of them: "The mother has gone out, you...remember to have a cup of wine." Restraining her, she walked out of her son's new house, as if she was uncomfortable all over.

Before the banquet, the kitchen sent a table of food and wine to the new room, and placed them on the newly made Eight Immortals table in the room.

Shen Junxi looked up and saw his new daughter-in-law sitting beside him. He had an indifferent face, a pair of clear eyes, and bright red lips with a plump and graceful shape.

Standing up and walking to the table, Shen Junxi picked up two glasses of wine, and slowly handed one of them to his daughter-in-law.He watched without blinking, in a gesture of fear of rejection, waiting.

Song Jingwei looked up at him, a young man in a red robe like him.He was in a trance for a moment, whether this decision to follow the crowd was wrong.In his plan, if there is really a child, if he is reluctant, he must take it away.But at the same time, will the family be reluctant.

He thought for a long time, until Shen Junxi's eyes began to dim, and his lips were slightly pursed stubbornly. Although he knew very well that he was not liked by others, he would still feel sad if he didn't get a response from the person in front of him, a different kind of sadness .

At this time, Song Jingwei was already clear, raised his hand to receive the wine glass in Shen Junxi's hand, and made a gesture of preparing to drink the wine.

Shen Junxi slowly raised the corners of his mouth, his gloomy eyes regained his excitement, he carefully hooked his arms with Song Jingwei, and leaned forward to drink the wine in the glass...

Due to Song Jingwei's irregular movements, the foreheads of the two finally collided.

"..." Shen Junxi looked at him tenderly, as if looking at a clumsy and lovely daughter-in-law, and he was willing to indulge in every possible way.

"..." Song Jingwei silently drank the wine in the glass, and commented in his heart, it's poor quality.

The process of getting married in ancient times was roughly like this. After drinking a glass of wine, it was time for the bridal chamber.Shen Junxi took away the wine glass in Song Jingwei's hand and put it back.

It was not yet the end of Shen Shi, and there was still faint sunlight outside the house.

Shen Junxi hesitated for a moment, then gestured to his daughter-in-law: Do you want to take a bath, I will take you to clean the room.

Feeling that Song Jingwei couldn't understand his sign language at all, he seemed sluggish and at a loss, as if he had returned to those days when he couldn't speak just now five years ago.

"Do you have pen and paper at home?" Song Jingwei finally asked, this was the first sentence he and Shen Junxi said.

"Hmm..." Shen Junxi nodded and gestured, making his only voice.He has been mute for so many years and rarely speaks, and almost no one knows that he can still speak.

There are still pens, ink, paper and inkstones at home. Since he was unable to read, the pens and inks left at home have not been used again.Pens and inks are too expensive, so use some less, not to mention communicating with the Shen family couple, you don't need pens and inks.

Shen Junxi took out the long-lost Four Treasures of the Study from the cabinet.When he was about to write, he felt a little awkward and didn't dare to write.If the handwriting is not good, wouldn't it be impossible to show it to others.

In fact, he was overthinking, Song Jingwei didn't know how to appreciate the calligraphy of the ancients, but only understood what he wrote, so he said, "Take me there."

Shen Junxi nodded, pressed the paper, looked back at him, and then walked ahead to lead the way.

Passing the yard, I ran into Mrs. Yang, this honest and gentle woman looked at him cautiously, she wanted to ask but dared not speak, she only followed her with two eager eyes.

Shen Junxi made two gestures to his mother, causing her to nod quickly, and said repeatedly: "Oh, my daughter-in-law needs to take a bath, mother is going to fetch water!"

Shen Junxi stopped her, waved his hands, and walked into the kitchen ahead of Yang.

Mrs. Yang stood at the same place at a loss, and after a while, she said, "Well, daughter-in-law, mother... I will take you to clean the room."

"Thank you." Song Jingwei nodded to her, holding two changes of clothes in his hands.

"No, you're welcome, we're a family." Yang waved her hands and smiled, while walking ahead, she turned her head and booed Song Jingwei. With a glance, she always felt that her daughter-in-law couldn't get enough of her, she was such a rare and handsome child.

There are only four mud brick houses in the family, and the cleaning room and kitchen are still built with thatched sheds.

Song Jingwei was looking at it, and there was no good or bad from his expression. Yang explained anxiously: "Although it is a thatched shed, the thatch is new in April, and there are no bugs."

"It's okay." Song Jingwei found a place to put down his clothes, and seeing that Mrs. Yang was still sticking, he said, "Go out."

Mrs. Yang was nervous, and was startled when she heard the words, she nodded quickly and said, "Hey, hey, I'm going out."

When she bumped into Shen Junxi who was bringing the bath water at the door, Yang Shi warmly said: "Treat your wife well."

Song Jingwei listened intently, shaking his head while listening, what did the Yang family and the Shen family think of him.That restrained and cautious attitude was somewhat helpless, but Song Jingwei didn't bother to care.

After a while, Shen Junxi filled the bathtub, mixed cold water and hot water, and gestured to Song Jingwei for several places, one was for saponins, and the other was for gourd scoops, which were used for bathing.

"Okay, I see, you go out." Song Jing nodded slightly.

Shen Junxi looked up at him, then walked out of the clean room.

After Song Jingwei took a shower, he came out with his dirty clothes.As soon as he looked up, he saw a red pillar sticking out. He was very surprised. Could it be that this dumb young man has not walked away, but what is he doing outside?

He took the clothes from his hands with both hands, and Song Jingwei watched helplessly as he picked up the wooden tray, fetched water from the well, washed the clothes in a while, and carefully dried them in the moonlit yard .

He was really smooth when he did these things, Song Jingwei thought.

After Shen Junxi finished drying the clothes, he found that his daughter-in-law was looking at him strangely. He blinked suspiciously, and looked down at himself... He pursed his lips shyly. He was still wearing the bridegroom's favorite clothes, which hadn't been changed after taking a bath.Because of the wedding night in the bridal chamber, it seems a pity not to wear wedding clothes.

However, the wife's wedding dress had changed, so he walked over hesitantly, pointed to Song Jingwei in the direction of the room, and took the lead to walk back.

Song Jingwei raised his head to look at the moonlight, and then stared at the young man's back. It happened that the young man turned his head back, his eyes seemed to be able to speak, and asked him why he didn't leave?

doubt?Maybe nervousness and apprehension.

For Song Jingwei, this was a wonderful experience. It seemed that getting along with ancient people without masks was more comfortable than modern people of all kinds.

Under the silent urging of the young man, Song Jingwei slowly walked back to the room.

The room only had a fairly large wooden bed. Although it was covered with new quilts, it still couldn't compare with the modern Simmons or Songfu beds.Song Jingwei is not an idea of ​​extravagance, and has no problem with such a bed, but there are better things in his dowry, so there is no need to use them for nothing.

Sitting on the bed, he said: "You sleep inside, I sleep outside, I hope you don't have the habit of sleepwalking and snoring."

Shen Junxi smiled lightly and shook his head, he didn't snore or sleepwalk.Walking to the table, he took a pen and ink and wrote a line for Song Jingwei to read: "Are you going to sleep? Are you hungry?" He saw that the food on the table had not been touched, and the only thing Song Jingwei ate was the noodles in the morning.

Song Jingwei had no appetite and said, "I'm not hungry, I'm sleeping."

Seeing him lying down, Shen Junxi put away the pen and paper, slowly untied his outer robe under the candlelight, and placed it on the plinth at the head of the bed.Wearing only his underwear and obscene trousers, he carefully climbed onto the bed, passed Song Jingwei outside, and fell asleep inside.

Because this bed is made of average size, it is only enough for two adults to sleep, and the two of them share the same quilt, so hands, feet and shoulders will inevitably touch each other.When the shoulders of the two were pressed together, Song Jingwei opened his eyes and said nothing.But I have already started to think in my heart, build a new house and live in separate rooms.

Shen Junxi didn't mean to be close to another person's body temperature, he was a little worried that the person sleeping next to him would be disgusted, but in fact he didn't, so he sniffed the breath of the person next to his pillow, relaxed his body and fell asleep.

Although tonight is the wedding night in the bridal chamber, no one mentioned the matter of the bridal chamber.

Song Jingwei didn't even think about it, Shen Junxi was a complete stranger to him, if it wasn't for that accident, there would be no intersection between the two in this life.Even though the two are married and living together now, in Song Jingwei's heart, he doesn't value ancient weddings, and marrying into the Shen family with the arrangement of the Song family is at most an expedient measure.

As for Shen Junxi, it's not that he doesn't want to, but Song Jingwei's wishes seem to override everything else.