After Marrying the Sick and Weak Son, I Turned Around

If the young lady really can't eat it, she can make it herself. Dongyuan is equipped with a small kitchen.

That attitude, where is there a little bit of honor.

Miss, why can't your young master like her? That's also the young lady of the Su family. She grew up in Jinyi Yushi and has a stronger identity than you. Why do you treat her like this?

Cuiyan could not see that Miss was so wronged.

Hearing the dispute, Su Anan came forward to stop her in time, and let someone bring the food in, with a calm expression and no sign of anger.

Cuiyan said angrily, "Miss, why are you stopping me? You should let me argue with them and make a scene."

Let them know that you are not to be bullied either.

Su Anan pulled down the clear bottomed soup, and then calmly poured a bowl for himself, "It's useless to make a fuss, it's just a joke."

This is Shen Zhuang, where he has stayed for ten years. Neighbors all say that Mr. Shen has a good temper. If you go to trouble, people will think you are unreasonable or a delicate young lady who can't bear hardships and is picky in every possible way.

Cuiyan pursed her lips, seeing that the young lady had filled the soup, she immediately grabbed it, "Miss, how can you drink this soup, there is no nutrition at all, even if the Shen family treats you harshly, but we still need our own dowry, this servant will give it to you. Go to the kitchen and do it."

After that, Cui Yan was going to pour it out.

"Cuiyan." Su Anan stopped her, got up, walked over, and took the bowl in her hand, "You don't need to throw it away, every grain is grain, what a waste to throw it out, it's not that you can't eat it, just eat it. "

The most important thing is that her dowry is really used in the small kitchen every day, and it can't be wasted for long.

The betrothal gift from the Shen family, given by Liu Shi, was so-so, and the box was just good-looking.

The father was shrewd and knew that the other party was not very favored, so he also used his hands and feet on the dowry. He also gave enough boxes, but the things inside were not worth much.

If it wasn't for a new life, she might not know how much dowry her mother had left, or if Su Pingping in her previous life climbed high and got married, she came to show her off. Only then did she know that her mother had saved a large amount of dowry for her.

But now, she is far worse than when Su Pingping married Pangaozhi in her previous life, her father waved his hand much to lift her.

Therefore, she is not wealthy.

Besides, she still has something to do, and I am afraid that she will need a lot of money, and the dowry will not be able to be moved for the time being.

Cuiyan lowered her eyelashes, her eyes were slightly red, "But this way, it will be too wronged Miss."

Since the young lady was born, how has she ever eaten a meal that is inferior to the servants.

Su Anan smiled lightly and pulled her to sit down at the dining table, "Why do you feel wronged? It's not that you can't get enough, it's just eating."

In her previous life, she lived in a back alley, and she lived in a nest every day, with miscellaneous vegetables, porridge, and white rice.

Later, she wandered into the poor alley, and she even scrambled for food with the dog when she was hungry. It was all a fantasy.

So, in a new life, what can't you eat, anyway, there is rice and vegetables.

Su Anan was very calm, but looked at Cuiyan and said apologetically, "I just want to wrong you, and now I can only eat the same thing as me."

Cuiyan's meal was not delivered, and those maids also isolated Cuiyan.

In this village, the two of them are really forgotten existences.

Seeing the young lady so sensible, Cuiyan felt distressed. She was two years older than the young lady. In her eyes, she might always think that the young lady was still a child.

But today, she suddenly felt that the young lady has grown up, is sensible, and will endure.

"No, slaves are not wronged," Cuiyan wiped her eyes and said with a smile: "It is an honor for slaves to eat with Miss."

The master and servant smiled and finished the meal warmly.

Soon, Liang Mingyu and Liang Guangwen left.

Shen Juncheng was sent to Qingjingxuan, and Liang Mingyu took advantage of his cousin to talk to his father, pulled Shuangman to a corner and whispered, "Shuangman, when I'm not here, you can help me keep an eye on that Su An'an, but don't worry about it. Don't let her seduce her cousin."

Shuangman promised again and again, Liang Mingyu raised the corners of his lips in satisfaction, and promised to bring something for Shuangman next time.

At the time of Shen, the kitchen brought another meal, and the fried vegetables, white radish, and the oily smell of vegetarian food were not visible.

Cuiyan took it, and looked at the back of the meal delivery girl leaving helplessly.

After dinner, the night gradually spreads.

Yueluo of Qingjingxuan came to pass a message, saying that the young master was ill and needed to rest in a quiet room. The young lady did not need to worry about it or visit.

On the second day of the wedding, he was left out in Dongyuan, but Su Anan behaved calmly and politely, said with a smile that he understood, and cared about his physical condition, and his virtuous appearance was impeccable.

Yueluo glanced at the young lady inquiringly, and then politely resigned.

When the people left, Cuiyan stepped forward and persuaded: "Miss, this is fine."

The uncle took the initiative to avoid seeing, because the young lady didn't bother to inquire. When Liu asked, he finally had an excuse.

But Cuiyan was afraid that the young lady would be treated harshly and neglected again.

Su Anan smiled and shook her head, but she couldn't see Cuiyan's worry, "Don't worry, I also think it's good."

It is best that Shen Juncheng can keep doing this without asking her, so that she can do her own thing conveniently.

After all, she has to live a stable life for herself, and then show Cuiyan a good family.

The night became heavier. After Su Anan finished eating, she froze for a while, then felt tired, and then took a shower and went to bed.

When bathing, she always felt the water was cold, "Cuiyan, the water is a little cold, please add some hot water for me."

Cuiyan touched the temperature of the water and was surprised: "Miss, it's not cold, the slaves feel too hot, look at your skin, your skin is red, you can't heat the water."

Su Anan looked down at her arm, and it was indeed a little red. Her skin was fair and tender, and she could turn red with a little pinch. She didn't care, "Really, but I feel a little cold."

When Cuiyan heard it was cold, she immediately touched the lady's forehead. It wasn't hot, so it shouldn't be a fever.

She said: "Perhaps you were poisoned last night, and today is a little empty. Miss, don't soak it, hurry up and lie down on the bed?"

Su Anan thought it made sense, and after scrubbing in a hurry, she changed into a white bedclothes.

Three days after the wedding, they were all dressed in red silk clothes, but the groom didn't come, so she didn't need to pay attention to the customary etiquette. She changed into her bedclothes and climbed into the bed, hoping to be warmer.

Cuiyan wanted to guard the door for her, but Su Anan drove her back to sleep.

No matter what door you are guarding, you have to serve her during the day, and if you don't sleep at night, how can you hold on, when you can't fight it yourself.

Besides, she had nothing to do at night.

Cui Yan had no choice but to go to the next room to rest.

The night was dark, and in the middle of the night, Shen Zhuang fell into silence, only a dog from a certain house at the head of the village barked occasionally.

In the study, Shen Juncheng rubbed his brows wearily after reading the latest quarter's ledger.

Hey, Chenggouzi is going to save his wife.