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Jiang Fanyin glanced out of the car window through the gap raised by Zhu Zhu, retracted his gaze and said indifferently: "Thank you princess, I have no intention of learning."

If possible, she would like to teach herself Song Boxue in such intimate matters.

Zhu Zhu put down the car curtain and said casually, "Okay."

Since she has no intention of studying, there is nothing she can do.

It's a pity that we can't see the miserable appearance of the little county magistrate holding his waist, but we can still look forward to it.

After all, Jiang Fanyin was only two months pregnant, so it shouldn't be appropriate to do that kind of thing, so during the wedding ceremony, she didn't believe that these two people could really resist not doing anything.

The journey back to Pingchuan County was not too far away, but because they were not in a hurry, it took seven or eight days to arrive.

Song, who received the letter early, looked forward to it day and night, and finally saw her long-lost daughter at the end of the first month.

The carriage had just stopped outside the county government office, and Jiang Fanyin heard Song's high-pitched voice before he got out of the carriage.

"You little heartless one, you haven't come back after going for such a long time, my mother will kill you, heartless one..."

When Jiang Fanyin got off the carriage, she saw Mrs. Song grabbing Song Boxue's arm with one hand and patting Song Boxue's head with the other.

She looked at the mother and daughter who were getting along with each other tenderly, and was slightly dazed.

Although Song Boxue came from another world, he treated the Song family like a mother, that's why he was so harmonious.

That's fine, otherwise, Song would be very sad if she knew that the daughter she had raised by her side for many years had changed.

Lies are a wonderful thing sometimes.

In some cases, not knowing the truth can be a good thing.

Song Boxue tilted his head exaggeratingly screaming for pain, but he didn't really hide it, it seemed more like he was happy to be beaten.

"Oh, mother, let go, everyone is watching, save me some face, I won't dare to do it again next time..."

"I still want to beat you to death next time, you don't care, you have no conscience..." Song's movements were very wide, but she was careful to hold her strength, she was really willing to beat her daughter.

The hand that patted the head slowly withdrew its strength and turned into a caress, and the circles of his eyes turned red.

She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, carefully looked at her daughter whom she had not seen for a long time, and said with a sob: "If you are thinner and darker, you will know that you will not take good care of yourself. Go back to the house, I will cook your favorite pig." hooves, little heartless."

Mrs. Song pulled Song Boxue's arm, as if she couldn't see anyone else.

Her daughter has been with her since birth, and this is the first time she has been away from home for such a long time in so many years. She is worried about being a mother, and she hardly sleeps in peace.

Song Boxue obediently responded, lowered his head obediently, and let Mrs. Song look him up and down, his eyes turned sour.

She has never experienced the relationship between mother and daughter, nor has she gotten along with her elders like this.

But Song has always given her the feeling of being kind, friendly and not offensive, and even made her feel greedy.

Song Boxue pursed his lips, suppressed the urge to cry, and muttered, "Mother~"

She thought that she would learn to be a good daughter in the future and try her best to live up to this concern.

I don't know when it started, but deep down in her heart, she has regarded Song as her biological mother.

It was an indescribable feeling, as if it should be like this, this is her mother.

"Hey -" Song replied, tilting her head to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes again.

She could clearly see the tears her daughter was holding back.

This child has always seemed to be immature, and he does not think about things. She has to keep watching to be at ease.

This time, it seems that he has really grown up, can take care of things, and is about to get married.

Song felt deeply in her heart, turned her head and nodded slightly towards Gao Zhilan, Zhu Zhu and Jiang Fanyin, said hello shallowly, and dragged Song Boxue back to her yard.

Song Boxue turned his head and blinked at the three of them, raised his feet and followed Mrs. Song in front.

After entering the house, Mrs. Song asked while adding soup and vegetables, "What happened between you and Fanyin? Tell mother the truth, whose child is Fanyin pregnant with?"

Song Boxue took two sips of soup and answered honestly, "Mother, Sister Jiang is really pregnant with my child, it's not someone else's, it's your own grandson (granddaughter)."

"Kiss Pi-to tell the truth." Song reached out and knocked Song Boxue on the head, and Song Boxue almost choked on the soup.

Before telling the truth, she didn't believe that two women could make a child out of it, treating her as a three-year-old child.

This child is confused because of Jiang Fanyin. Is she so pedantic as a mother?

The daughter has identified him, and Jiang Fanyin is a good boy, she can still beat a mandarin duck.

Song Boxue sat up straight and said seriously, "Mother, I really didn't lie to you. Elder sister Jiang has never had anything with anyone except me. I'm sure it's my child. You must believe me." , don't blame her, she doesn't believe it either, I really begged her to agree to give birth to the child."

In short, all the responsibilities belonged to her, and Jiang Fanyin couldn't bear this matter.

After hearing this, Mrs. Song wrung the handkerchief, and rolled her eyes angrily: "Forget it, you say yes, when did mother blame Fanyin that girl, you are heartless, your mother, I am unreasonable person?"

"Mother is the most reasonable. I'm afraid you might misunderstand me. After all, Sister Jiang is the most innocent in the whole matter." Song Boxue smiled brightly, feeling a lot more at ease.

As long as Mrs. Song doesn't have any grudges against Jiang Fanyin, she believes that there is no need to explain when the child is born. The little guy in Sister Jiang's belly will definitely be like her, and it's okay to be like Sister Jiang, but it won't be like others.

Mrs. Song sighed for a long time: "Mum, no matter what happened between you, since you have recognized him, don't be confused in the future, treat Sanskrit well, that child is not easy, and I will take care of it during the days when you are not around." Alright, hurry up and get married in a few days, so as not to have any gossip when the child is pregnant, it is always the daughter's family that suffers, you better know."

Song Boxue nodded solemnly: "That's what I mean too. In the final analysis, it was my incompetence that caused Sister Jiang to fall into this situation. The sooner she visits the church, the better."

Hearing what Song Boxue said, Song became more and more convinced that the fault was on her daughter's side. No matter who the child in Jiang Fanyin's womb belonged to, she was still somewhat responsible to her daughter.

What's more, Jiang Fanyin had a crush on his daughter at first glance. The two of them were most afraid of living in the same bed and having different dreams. It's hard to find a lover in the world, so there's no need to worry about anything else.

Caring too much will only hurt peace, as long as my daughter is happy, everything will be fine.

The wedding date was set three days later, and after the magistrate Jiang returned to his post, he also came to Pingchuan County one day earlier.

Seeing that Song's attitude had changed visible to the naked eye again, and he showed more love and care for Jiang Fanyin, he was completely relieved.

Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are the most difficult to get along with, but they are also the best. The important thing is how to reconcile the person caught in the middle.

Song Boxue's work was quite satisfactory to him, and Pingchuan County was under his jurisdiction, so the marriage was considered complete.

Thinking about it like this is a lot of luck, fortunately Song Boxue did not choose to stay in the capital, otherwise the mountains would be high and the water would be far away, and he would not know how his daughter was doing, so he would inevitably miss her.

In this way, everything is just right.

Because of the old custom of not being able to meet each other a few days before marriage, Song Boxue did not see Jiang Fanyin for two days.

Tomorrow is going to be a marriage ceremony, she is lying on the bed staring at the bed curtain, her heart seems to be being pulled and danced non-stop, she can't calm down no matter what.

In the dead of night, she turned over. She was so excited that she only wanted to see Jiang Fanyin, so why hesitate, she wouldn't

Mi believe in those old customs.

So, she quietly put on her clothes, pushed open the door, and came out of Jiang Fanyin's door to avoid people.

It was late at night, and the lights in Jiang Fanyin's room were still burning, and two figures could be vaguely discerned reflected on the window, one was Jiang Fanyin, and the other was Jiang Zhifu.

Song Boxue stood on the porch, opened some distance, and could still hear the voices in the room clearly.

She covered her ears. Sometimes hearing too well is also an annoyance. Don't listen to evil.

Listening to the whispers of the father-in-law and daughter-in-law is too much to test her bottom line, okay?

She sighed, walked a little further, and stood still only when the voice in the room was indistinct.

She thought that she would be able to wait for Jiang Zhifu to leave after a while, but who knew that after half an hour, she would be completely frozen, and Jiang Zhifu did not see him leave.

In the room, Jiang Fanyin couldn't help getting tears in his eyes as he looked at the stack of bank notes and land deeds that his father had brought out.

Jiang Zhifu smiled and said with emotion: "Silly boy, don't cry, the old man's daughter is the strongest. These are left to you by your mother. I am not a good father. I have only been obsessed with political affairs these years, and I have ignored good things for you. More, you can take care of yourself in the future."

Saying that, Jiang Zhifu raised his head slightly, trying to endure the soreness in his heart.

He is over half a hundred years old, he is a father and a magistrate, he must not shed tears, he must set a good example for his children.

Jiang Fanyin nodded: "Dad, don't worry, Bo Xue has treated me very well. I will definitely take care of myself. You should also pay more attention to your health. Pingchuan County is not far from Fucheng. We will visit you more often."

She believed that Song Boxue would accompany her often back to Fucheng to visit her father, that person was always considerate, tolerant and considerate to her, which was reassuring.

Jiang Zhifu frowned, hesitated for a moment and said: "Don't bother, Dad is getting old, and he should retire and return to his hometown in a few years. I think Pingchuan County is good, and I will buy a house here then. , so I can hug my little grandson."

Thinking about it, it's so desirable. He only has Jiang Fanyin's daughter. After his wife died of illness, he didn't have any intention of reuniting. He has been busy in the officialdom for so many years, so he should spend more time with his daughter when he is free. Should be pretty good.

Seeing what Jiang Zhifu said, Jiang Fanyin couldn't help but feel happy: "After worshiping tomorrow, I will pay attention to the nearby houses. It's better to be closer."

The only thing she can worry about after getting married is her father. It would be great if she could be by her side and take care of her in the future.

Jiang Zhifu shook his head and said with relief: "Don't worry, you, just get married, you need to cultivate more relationship with that kid, don't bother about daddy's affairs, when my little grandson is born, I might not be able to come over."

Jiang Fanyin was taken aback, then subconsciously looked down at her stomach, and said softly, "Maybe it's a granddaughter, Daddy, don't call me that boy Boxue, we're going to pay homage tomorrow."

Her sweetheart is not that kid, she is also a woman like her.

Jiang Zhifu smiled, pretending to be sad and said: "I know, she is my virtuous son-in-law, you just protect her, it doesn't matter if she is a grandson or a granddaughter, if that kid--if Bo Xue's virtuous son-in-law treats you badly, don't be afraid of her." Don't hold back, you still have daddy."

The daughter protects the son-in-law, and he wants to protect the daughter.

Jiang Fanyin nodded and didn't say anything more. She didn't know if she would have children in the future. After all, she and Song Boxue were both women.

She didn't dare to bet whether her father would agree to this marriage if she knew that Song Boxue was also a woman, so like the Song family, there were some things that only they knew well, so there was no need to cause trouble at such a time.

Maybe many years later there will be an appropriate time to try to tell the truth, at this stage she just wants to be with Song Boxue, and any risky behavior is inappropriate.

Anyway, the time is still long, and they are not in a hurry, everything can be done slowly.

The father and daughter said some more personal words, and Jiang Zhifu got up. In a few hours, his daughter will put on her wedding dress, and he will become Song Boxue's father-in-law. Thinking about it, I am really sad and looking forward to it.

The door opened, and as soon as Jiang Zhifu walked out, Song Boxue who was not far away was shocked, and he could be regarded as gone.

Watching magistrate Jiang leave the courtyard, Song Boxue hurriedly walked to the door and knocked lightly on the door.

When Jiang Fanyin, who had no intention of sleeping, heard the knock on the door, he instinctively called out, "Bo Xue?"

"Sister Jiang is me, open the door quickly." She was going numb from the cold.

"Why are you here at this time?" Jiang Fanyin opened the door and gave her a glance, his tone was full of joy, she only now knew that the words in the book turned out to be true.

It turns out that it really feels like not seeing someone for a day is like three autumns.

Song Boxue hugged Jiang Fanyin as soon as he entered the door: "Sister Jiang, I miss you so much."

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My exam results came out and I failed...

Today is really a sad day, I will have time to code well next time, woo woo woo...