Sheng Anning has transmigrated—no golden fingers, no personal dimensional space, and worst of all, she's a notorious, married woman with a tarnished reputation.
She battles family bulli...
Zhou Shixun could obviously guess what Sheng Anning was thinking: "Three days later, Song Xiuyan will come to pick us up."
So no matter whether they split up or not, they have to stay here for three days.
Sheng An Ning was a little surprised: "He's coming too?"
"Well, I came here to do something."
Zhou Shixun didn't say anything specific, but Sheng An Ning felt it was not simple. In this remote place, except for a very few top-notch people like Zhu Guihua, most people were very simple and honest.
What can Song Xiuyan do here?
Zhu Guihua was in Zhou Erni's room and also heard Zhou Shixun and Sheng Anning come back. She pouted, looked out the window and spat softly.
Sheng Anning is a troublemaker!
She didn't dare to blame Zhou Shixun for the division of the family, so she took out her anger on Sheng An Ning.
Zhou Erni was lying down, and seeing her mother's actions, she felt a little aggrieved: "Why is my second brother like this now? He bought Sheng An Ning milk and egg fermented glutinous rice from Li Ji in the county town early this morning."
Li Ji’s milk and egg fermented glutinous rice wine is very famous in the county. It is said that only the officials in the county can eat it. In the past few years, they were not allowed to open shops, so they invited people to make it at the leaders’ homes.
Now we can do business. As soon as the shop opens, people line up every morning to buy things.
Zhu Guihua had never eaten it, but she had heard from people in the village who had been to the county town and came back to talk about it. They described the taste as even better than meat.
He smacked his lips and looked at Zhou Erni: "How do you know? Your second brother is not that kind of person."
How could Zhou Shixun, a wooden man, buy food for Sheng Anning?
Zhou Erni pouted: "Sister Caixia saw it all."
Zhu Guihua was also very angry, but there was nothing she could do. Zhou Shixun was going to split up the family now. "Okay, don't act like you can't live without that one bite of food. Take good care of yourself and find a good family to marry into."
Zhou Erni's heart instantly turned cold, and she said stiffly: "Who would want me in this state now? I can't even have a child."
Zhu Guihua glared at her: "Shut up, you are the one who caused this. If we don't tell anyone, who would know that you can't have children?"
The more I thought about it, the angrier I got: "You useless thing, why don't you find a partner in the city?"
Now we can only wait for Zhou Erni to get better, and ask someone to find an honest young man for her to marry in a distant village.
Zhou Erni also held her breath: "It's all because of that unlucky Sheng An Ning. If she hadn't come back, I wouldn't be like this. My second brother is really something. Wouldn't it be good to marry Sister Caixia? Why did he have to marry such an unlucky person? I think it was her idea to split up the family."
Zhu Guihua didn't say anything. She knew in her heart that splitting up the family was definitely not Sheng Anning's idea. Zhou Shixun's little account book showed that he had intended to split up the family from the very beginning.
Speaking of the division of the family, she felt even more confused. She looked at Zhou Erni and said, "Okay, just say less and don't mention Luo Caixia so often in the future."
Zhou Erni kept silent and looked out the window with resentment. She would not let Sheng An Ning live a good life anyway.
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Sheng An Ning held Zhou Shixun down and checked his wound, mainly wanting to see if there was a birthmark on the side of his waist.
He looked at the wound with satisfaction. It had healed a lot overnight and there was not much blood on the gauze. He sprinkled some anti-inflammatory medicine on it and used tweezers to hold an alcohol cotton ball to wipe the blood around it.
As he was wiping, he rubbed it until it reached Zhou Shixun's waist. The red mark that looked like a birthmark was actually a birthmark. It was the size of a one-yuan coin and shaped like a maple leaf. It was also very beautiful.
Zhou Shixun was lying there when he felt something cool leaving the area near his wound and moving to his waist. He wanted to open his mouth to warn her, but Sheng Anning just rubbed his waist with her hand.
The cool fingertips brushed across his forehead, causing a tingling sensation and causing his muscles to tremble and stiffen.
Sheng An Ning touched the birthmark and made sure there were no bulges on the edge and no lumps underneath, then she said nonchalantly, "Your birthmark looks pretty good, like it was painted on."
Zhou Shixun closed his eyes, suppressed the trembling and anger rising in his body, pretended he didn't hear it, sat up and put on his clothes.
Sheng An Ning knelt beside the kang and watched without any hesitation. This matter would become familiar after the second time, and such a pleasing scene was good for one's physical and mental health.
In comparison, Zhou Shixun was like a shy girl, wearing clothes uncomfortably, while Sheng Anning was like a little hooligan, almost drooling at the sight.
As I was getting dressed, I heard someone talking in the yard. It was a strange female voice, chatting with Chen Qiaolan.
Seeing Sheng Anning's curious expression, Zhou Shixun explained, "It's my sister-in-law Niu Chunying. She went back to her parents' home to attend a wedding banquet two days ago."
Sheng An Ning knew that the eldest son, Zhou Changlin, had three sons. The eldest was fifteen and the youngest was eleven years old, which was the age when they were old enough to eat and play.
Just as he was thinking about it, Zhou Shixun tidied his clothes and went out, greeting Niu Chunying: "Sister-in-law."
Niu Chunying's voice was full of joy: "Oh my god, is it really the second son who is back? I just brought the three little brats to the village entrance, and I heard the villagers say that you are back. I didn't believe it, but the little brat at home is so happy."
As soon as he finished speaking, three young boys rushed over to Zhou Shixun, shouting happily: "Second Uncle, Second Uncle, you're back."
"Uncle, tell us a story about the war."
Zhou Shixun felt a little dazed when looking at his three children. They had grown a lot after not seeing them for a few years.
Niu Chunying scolded with a smile: "Okay, stop bothering your second uncle and ask him to be quiet for a while, he is making so much noise!"
The three children finally quieted down a little, but their eyes were still fixed on Zhou Shixun.
In their eyes, Zhou Shixun is a great hero who can sneak into the enemy's base camp with a gun. He is also something they can brag about to kids of the same age.
Every time the brigade showed movies, most of them were war films, and the three children could brag without restraint: "My second uncle is better than them!"
Sheng An Ning followed out and looked at the three boys surrounding Zhou Shixun. Each one was a head taller than the other. Although they were wearing patched clothes, they were clean.
Niu Chunying also saw Sheng Anning and greeted her warmly: "This is the second son's wife. She is so beautiful, just like the person in the painting."
Sheng Anning felt embarrassed by the compliment. She looked at Niu Chunying, who had thick eyebrows and big eyes and was cheerful and generous, and greeted her, "Hello, sister-in-law."
Niu Chunying nodded repeatedly: "It's fine, it's fine."
Then he called out to his three sons, "Jianhua, Jianmin, Jianjun, hurry up and call for help, call Second Aunt."
The second son Zhou Jianmin and the third son Zhou Jianjun suddenly became shy and looked at Sheng Anning: "Second Aunt."
The boss Zhou Jianhua didn't say a word. The excitement on his face faded. He pursed his lips and looked at Sheng An Ning. He had no intention of speaking, and there was even a flash of hostility in his eyes.
Sheng An Ning naturally saw the hostility in his eyes, but she still smiled. She was just wondering why a fifteen-year-old boy would be hostile to her?
This should be their first time meeting, right?
Niu Chunying punched Zhou Jianhua from behind: "Call for help, why are you standing there like an idiot?"