The Young Lady of the General’s House

After sharing a meal with Chu Xiuming, Shen Jin found that every time she ate, there would be a small bowl in front of her. Sometimes it was steamed egg and sometimes it was fried fish. I ate it last time. There are not many birds, but they are enough for Shen Jin to eat.

At the beginning, Shen Jin was particularly embarrassed. He always felt that Chu Xiuming and Chu Xiuyuan ate such unpalatable horse meat. She was as good as eating alone. In the end, Chu Xiuyuan opened his mouth and said, "Sister-in-law, you have something like that. It's not enough for my two bites, so you can eat it yourself." He glanced at the side and thought that the older brother, who hadn't noticed the situation, just got this stuff, but his eldest brother got it up early every day.

Some were exchanged with others, and some were caught out of the city. It was not because Chu Xiuming was reluctant to let the family eat, but it was not easy to find these.

Shen Jin is different from them. Although horse meat is unpalatable, they are accustomed to eating it, and they can swallow it. However, Shen Jin's sister-in-law, Chu Xiuyuan doesn't know what to say. Some time ago, the barbarian besieged city was more than horse meat. It's unpalatable, she also eats very fragrant, not squeamish at all, and now it seems that the habit of those charming ladies has emerged again.

However, this kind of Shen Jin doesn't make people feel annoying, at least she feels that she doesn't want to eat it, picking up some of her favorite foods, and not picking and choosing things makes people feel embarrassed.

Chu Xiuyuan swallowed what was in his mouth and glanced at his brother again. I am afraid that was the case. He didn't ask for anything. Instead, he made his brother want to pamper him even more. Even if he was busy, he still had to take time to find a way to find these foods, but Shen Jin's eyes were bent as he ate the contents of the bowl, which really resembled the white cat raised at home.

Every time the contents of the small bowl, Shen Jin would divide it into three parts. Even if Chu Xiuyuan said that they weren’t enough to eat in one bite, he would still use the chopsticks to put the things in their bowls, but if it was like fried fish, it would come out in the end. If one or two are not enough, Shen Jin will not pretend to divide it evenly. Sometimes he eats it himself, sometimes it will be caught by Chu Xiuyuan.

It depends on whether the rest is what she likes. If she likes more, she will stay, with a little satisfaction and small pride. If she doesn’t like it, just give Chu Xiuyuan and let Chu Xiuyuan eat more. Make up.

Shen Jin's careful thoughts are very clear, and people can see through it at a glance, so that there is a little cunning and closeness in it, and it will not take long for Chu Xiuyuan to smile when Shen Jin distributes the last to him, "Sister-in-law, Is it something you don't like again?"

"No." Shen Jin wouldn't admit it, and said with a look that I was good for you, "I see your complexion is not good, you have to make up more."

In fact, Chu Xiuming didn’t talk much. He watched them chat more often. After a few days, Shen Jin also discovered that Chu Xiuming is really the same outside, the same at home, the same in front of acquaintances, and the same in front of outsiders. Knowing when she started, even if she was in Chu Xiuming, she seldom talked, instead she sat quietly on the side more often.

He was cold-eyed and looked very good. When he was sitting and not talking, Shen Jin felt that he was filled with immortality, but Shen Jin didn't say this.

On the day that the imperial envoy came, Shen Jin had just eaten chicken stewed mushrooms at noon, and most of the mushrooms in it went into Shen Jin’s stomach, but she ate two wings for the chicken, leaving all the rest to Chu. Xiu Ming and Chu Xiuyuan.

"Come here." Shen Jin's days are almost the same, but he ate too much at noon and was forced to go around the yard a few times by Grandma Zhao. At this time, he was a little drowsy. The sun has been fine these days. , Anping and the others took out the mattress and quilt to dry, it was soft and warm, so she looked at the bed, some didn't want to move.

Mother Zhao naturally saw that this was different from just forcing Shen Jin to circle the yard. She said while helping to make the bed, "Madam, let’s take a rest. Those messengers are also entertained. They just arrived here, too. I need to freshen up and rest."

Shen Jin's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and said, "It's better to consider your mother." Without having to wait for Anping and the others, she changed her clothes and lay down on the bed. The quilt was completely sun-dried, and it could leave a mark when pressed.

Madam Zhao looked at Shen Jin and exclaimed in her heart that this was still a child. She helped tuck in the quilt and covered the bed, and said, "The old slave is guarding outside, and the lady is called the old slave if something happens."

"Okay." Shen Jin had already closed his eyes and responded without saying anything. She should be satisfied with Chu Xiuming by doing this. After yawning, Shen Jin fell asleep in a daze.

Shen Jin was awakened by Mother Zhao. As soon as she opened her eyes, Mother Zhao asked Anping to serve the brown sugar water. After a bowl of drinking, she was completely awake. Anping had prepared water. After Shen Jin freshened up, although Without makeup, it is much finer than usual, but this fineness is only relative.

She didn't wear any of those things of the county lord's grade.

Before calling Shen Jin, Madam Zhao had asked the envoys to wait in the hall. After some dressing and dressing, they waited at least half an hour, and when Shen Jin came out, their expressions were a little ugly.

Shen Jin glanced at him and didn't care at all. He only felt that these two people were a bit stupid. He didn't want to think about whose site he was standing now, so he dared to show her face, even when she was married in as a princess. Don't dare to put on airs.

These two people didn't know Shen Jin. They thought it was Yong Ningbo who met him at first. Who would have thought that it was a weak woman who came out. It was not the first time that they issued an decree on behalf of the saint, but it was the first time they received such treatment.

"Madam, these two are adults from Beijing." After An Ping Shen Jin sat down, he poured tea for Shen Jin first, then said.

Shen Jin raised an eyebrow and glanced at the two of them and said, "The two adults are a bit late."

Madam Zhao, who was standing behind Shen Jin, brightened her eyes when she heard the words. She used this phrase very well as a pun. It not only meant that the rescue was late today, but also that the rescue was late.

"It's all over the auspicious hours. Even if I am willing to accept the decree, I still dare not accept it. This is a great disrespect to the sage. Let my father know, but it is unruly to scold me." Shen Jin mentioned it for the first time since he came here. The King Rui used it at this time, "Okay, go back, come back tomorrow morning, don’t be too late."

Shen Jin's expression seemed to be admonishing and worried, but the meaning in the words was that they didn't accept the order, but that the two of them delayed the auspicious time and couldn't answer them, and had nothing to do with them. After speaking, Shen Jin got up and went back. Up.

After these words, she didn't even give these two messengers a chance to react. Mother Zhao looked at Shen Jin a lot, and she deserved to be the princess in the capital. This momentum was very impressive.

Who knew that when she was holding Shen Jin’s hand inside, Mother Zhao felt that Shen Jin’s hands were cold, and her palms were still sweating. The corners of her eyes were twitched when she discovered this fact. She thought it might be possible for a lifetime. I couldn't see through this lady. I heard that I was still taking care of the soldiers in the wounded camp, where the arms and legs were missing, and the belly opened more. She was scared to death even if she entered once.

But this squeamish lady did nothing. She also took care of a lot of patients with her own hands. She didn't know how much the **** cotton cloth was washed.

Who ever thought about such a trivial matter, she was so frightened that her hands were cold and she had a cold sweat, she didn't know how to say it.

"Mother, what happened to me just now?" Shen Jin said with some pride after returning to the house.

"Madam behaved very well." Madam Zhao chose to forget her cold little hand, and said, "Madam is right to hold it like this."

Shen Jin pursed his lips and wanted to stretch a little, but couldn't help but smile again. The dimples on his face were looming, and even his eyes flashed, "I learned from my concubine."

What did you learn? Still holding it like this? Madam Zhao looked at Shen Jin, and she thought about her to continue. Who knew she would find that Shen Jin was not going to talk about it anymore, but went to find those silk brocades. The fabrics she can find in her dowry now are these kinds of fabrics. Dislike the ones that can't be bandaged and don't keep warm, "Mother, how about this one with a azure embroidered fan cover? I will do it slowly and wait until the weather is hot, and my husband and brother will have one each."

"The old slave feels great." Well, Mother Zhao has only been with Shen Jin for less than a month, and she feels that she has had more helplessness than she had in the first half of her life.

Later, Mother Zhao and Anping communicated again and found out that Shen Jin did well in the wounded barracks, but when she returned to the house, she vomited and cried, and she was trembling with fright, but those who were too embarrassed, Anping was embarrassed. Let the general know, for fear that he will look down on Shen Jin.

Grandma Zhao also felt that this lady was probably not a rabbit, but a tortoise. The reaction was really slow enough. It took a long time for someone to stretch out her head to take a look, and the general? It is probably the tortoise shell. If you dare to hit Shen Jin, let you taste the pain first.

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