I Wish to Ride the Wind

Not long after, Shen Jiajia's mother came back, and the family of three changed into plain clothes and went out. Since Bogong's family was in the countryside, Shen Zhukuai rented an ox cart.

Seeing the second lady Zhu, she felt a little distressed: "Just walk, Bai Hua is a waste of money."

Since the unjustly spent money has been spent, naturally there is no need to walk. However, the ox cart was not much faster than walking.

Shen Jiajia carried the basket with paper money candles into the ox cart, and just sat down, suddenly felt the basket shake slightly. She looked down and saw that the white cloth covering the basket was slightly raised, and immediately, a small head poked out from under the white cloth.

With a red face and a tuft of upturned hair on his head, who else is that parrot Chengfeng?

Xie Chengfeng shook his head and turned his head to look left and right.

Zhu Erniang gave a "Yeah", pointed at it and asked, "Sanniang, why is it still alive, what the **** are you doing?"

Shen Jiajia smiled.

Madam Zhu understood after thinking about it, and pointed her forehead with her index finger: "You, you!"

Xie Chengfeng sneaked out, just to get some information. He wanted to know whether he was alive or dead as a human being, and if he didn't die, was that body occupied by some other soul? Could it be occupied by this parrot?

If a bird lives in his body...

OK.

I didn't hear any useful news along the way. It was all about the shortness of Li's family, or they were hawking, tearing and scolding the street. Xie Chengfeng was a little bored and fell asleep unconsciously.

When he woke up again, he found that Shen Jiajia was fishing him out of the basket with one hand.

To think of him as Xie Chengfeng, both civil and military, with a good bow and arrow, and rarely have any opponents in fights, but now being carried by a girl with one hand, it is a great shame, a great shame!

Shen Jiajia wanted to hide Chengfeng in his sleeves, but worried about holding it back, so he stuffed it under the clothes on his chest, revealing only a small head.

Xie Chengfeng silently crawled out, climbed up her shoulders along her clothes, and stood.

Shen Jiajia didn't care about it.

After burning the paper and kowtowing, the second lady Zhu chatted with her relatives, and Shen Jiajia went to play with her sisters of the same clan. She brought a novel and beautiful parrot with her today, and children, big and small, were chatting around her, and she was in the limelight for a while.

Xie Chengfeng was a little impatient, standing on Shen Jiajia's shoulders, squinting and pretending to sleep. But there is that one who has no eyesight, and the chatter is not finished, and he reaches out and stabs him.

Xie Chengfeng said angrily, "Don't touch me."

"Hee hee hee angry!"

"…"

Shen Jiajia raised her hand to block him and explained, "It's sick today, just take a look and don't touch it."

Someone didn't listen and shouted loudly: "I'm going to touch it and give it to me to play with!" The voice was milky.

Shen Jiajia took a closer look and saw that it was the youngest son of her second uncle's family, called Qilang, who was only three years old this year.

At this time, he was being held in his arms by his sister, Shen Jiajia raised his hand to touch his head, glanced casually, and saw that his two sleeves were dirty, as if two layers of mud had accumulated, and there was a snot under his nose. Following her gaze, he naturally raised his sleeve and wiped it on the tip of his nose.

I don't know how much snot I have to wipe to get my sleeves dirty like that.

Shen Jiajia withdrew her hand and joked, "My parrot is from overseas and is worth 10 taels of silver. Now you take out 10 taels of silver, and I'll give it to you to play with."

Shiro frowned and wanted to cry.

His sister smiled and said, "Just give us Qilang a touch. Qilang is very clean, and you can't touch your baby." After saying that, she hugged Qilang a little higher, and wanted to lean in front of Shen Jiajia.

Shen Jiajia didn't respond yet, Xie Chengfeng frowned first, backed up again and again on Shen Jiajia's shoulders, and almost fell, it seemed that he was quite frightened. "Go away, hillbilly!" he shouted as he retreated.

A "hills bumpkin" made everyone silent.

Most of the people present lived in the countryside. In fact, they were all "hills bumpkins" in Xie Chengfeng's mouth. Even if Shen Jiajia lived in the city, he was just a commoner, and he was not qualified to scold others as a country bumpkin.

Shen Jiajia's bird called everyone a country bumpkin, which was almost equivalent to Shen Jiajia's scolding.

Shen Sanniang, how noble can you be?

Under the unfriendly eyes of everyone, Shen Jiajia awkwardly flicked Chengfeng's head and said, "Don't talk nonsense." Then he apologized to everyone.

Of course, the words have already been said, and the heart has been hurt and cannot be reversed. Qilang cried and was taken away by his sister. The sister and brother felt aggrieved and turned around to talk to their mother about it.

"It takes ten taels of silver to touch it, and they call us hillbillies!"

Shen Jiajia's second aunt has a violent temper, and when she heard this, she was furious. He slapped his daughter's face and scolded: "Little prostitute! Who told you to come over and scold yourself! People are going to climb high branches and take orders from the future. What kind of thing are you?!"

The two brothers and sisters were so frightened that they cried together.

Second Aunt Shen didn't feel happy after scolding her, and she went out to go to the latrine. On the way, a villager pulled her aside and asked in a low voice, "Yoyo, your niece Shen Sanniang is getting more and more beautiful—is there a marriage partner? "

Second Aunt Shen sneered: "She? Don't think about it."

"Oh?"

"The son of our little girl, you must have never seen him before. He is a talented person and reads very well. Next year, he will be admitted to the examination, and the next year he will be admitted to the jinshi. Sanniang will be married after waiting for him to be named in the gold medal list!"

"Ah? If you really get a jinshi, it's enough to have a daughter of a high-ranking official. Why, why..." Why marry a girl from a small family?

"Oh, you don't understand this. Sanniang has read books. We people, in their eyes, are all country bumpkins and village goods, so we can't be delusional!"

babble...

The two talked happily there, but they didn't notice Zhu Erniang standing on the other side of the corner.

Zhu Erniang didn't intend to eavesdrop, but just happened to bump into her. When she heard them taunting her daughter, she was anxious, angry, and incomprehensible. She wanted to stand up and argue a few words.

She couldn't listen anymore, she turned around and covered her eyes and walked away quickly.

Shen Jiajia found that something was wrong with her mother, her eyes were red, she sat sullenly, and the people around her were chatting, she was wandering.

"Mother, I want to go back." She said.

"Ah? Then go home."

In this way, the family of three did not eat dinner, and hurried back with the ox cart.

On the way, Zhu Erniang didn't hide it, and told Shen Jiajia what she had heard.

Xie Chengfeng was forced to listen to the grudges and grievances of the hillbillies. It was a mess, and he wanted to cut off his ears.

After Zhu Erniang finished speaking, she hesitated, "Your cousin..."

Shen Jiajia pouted, "Mother, I'm still young, so I'm not in a hurry to get married."

"You're seventeen, but you're not too young," Zhu Erniang patted her hand and comforted, "Don't worry, my mother has prepared a lot of dowry for you, and no one dares to look down on you."

Shen Jiajia laughed when she heard this.

Zhu Erniang wondered, "What are you laughing at?"

Shen Zhukuai, who was driving in front, also looked back at her.

Shen Jiajia said, "Mother, why do you think Second Aunt is gnashing her teeth at me, is it really just because my parrot scolded Qilang as a country bumpkin?"

Xie Chengfeng thought to himself, I am not yours.

"Then why do you say that?" Zhu Erniang asked.

"Second aunt has always wanted to adopt Qilang to daddy. She is afraid that when I get married, the dowry will be too thick and I will take away all the family property. You also use the dowry to talk about it."

The couple who said something were stunned.

Shen Zhukuai said, "What are you adopting? Your mother is still young and can still give birth."

Zhu Erniang blushed and snorted, "Don't talk nonsense in front of the child."

The ox cart squeaked into the city, and it was already sunset at this time, and the red-golden sunlight was gently pouring on the world, and everyone was plated with a layer of light. There was still a long way to go from the city gate to the house, so Shen Jukuai was worried that their mother and daughter would be hungry, so he stopped the car and bought a few cakes on the side of the road to eat. The cakes made of white flour and brown sugar are sprinkled with some sesame seeds and melon seeds. They are not fine, but they are sweet. Shen Jiajia lazily leaned on her mother to eat cakes, and after eating two cakes, she arrived home.

Zhu Erniang's mood had already improved, and she said with a smile, "I don't need to be on duty tonight. If I want to eat, my mother will cook it for you."

"Mother, I love to eat whatever you do, and I'll give you a shot."

"No, your father will fight for me, you go back to the house to rest."

Shen Jiajia took Xie Chengfeng back to his room.

This was the first time Xie Chengfeng had entered a girl's boudoir, so he lowered his head because he couldn't look around.

Shen Jiajia broke off a small piece of cake and handed it to him, "Are you hungry?"

Xie Chengfeng lowered his head to peck the melon seeds on the cake, and commented while eating: "I put too much sugar, it's a little greasy."

Shen Jiajia turned around and took a jar from the shelf, grabbed a handful of shelled melon seeds and put them on the table, "Tast this, raw."

Xie Chengfeng looked down at the melon seeds, a little dissatisfied: "How can I eat if you don't peel it for me."

Shen Jiajia had no choice but to open the sunflower seeds and get the sunflower seeds out for him.

Xie Chengfeng turned his head in disgust: "I won't eat it if it's stained with your saliva."

Shen Jiajia was a little impatient and shook her face: "If you like it or not, I'm not your servant."

Xie Chengfeng felt a little caught off guard, "Are you a dog face, turn it over if you say it."

She ignored him.

Xie Chengfeng pretended to look around while secretly observing her face. When he saw some books on the shelf, he asked, "What kind of books do you usually read?"

At this moment, a cry suddenly came from Shen Jiajia's parents' room.

Shen Jiajia hurriedly got up and ran out, Xie Chengfeng jumped from the table to the chair, then jumped from the chair to the ground, and then followed up with two short legs.

Shen Jiajia rushed into the room and saw her mother kneeling on the ground with a box in front of her. The box was open, and the inside was a little messy.

Shen Chukuai was trying to help her up, and said warmly, "Get up first, it's cold on the ground."

Shen Jiajia also hurriedly stepped forward to help her mother and asked, "What's going on?"

Zhu Erniang looked at her tearfully, "Sanniang, the dowry... the dowry has all been stolen!"