The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

"It wasn't my wife who did it. We won't be afraid even if you go to the county government office. If you want to explain, you can come back with evidence, otherwise..." Song Jingchen sneered: "I will sue you for a false accusation."

The person who was stared at by Song Jingchen felt a chill down his spine.

They don't have any evidence to say, let alone who doesn't know that the magistrate Cao of Anyang County is a delusional official who fishes the common people.

Now, I am worried that Song Jingchen will be forced to run to the police, because there is a saying that barefoot people are not afraid of wearing shoes.

Song Patriarch thinks the same as most people, but he also flinched a little at this moment.

Song Dajiang didn't want the matter to be left alone, and wanted to say something. Song Maolin, who was stunned when he saw Shen Yijia's face when he entered the door, came back to his senses and said, "Cousin is right, since it's not my cousin who did it. Naturally, we won't wrong her."

It has to be said that Song Maolin, as the only person with fame in Xiagou Village, still has weight in his words.

At least after the Song family in the capital was defeated, the people in Xiagou Village were still willing to give Song Dajiang face because Song Maolin was a scholar.

Song Patriarch is the most obvious example. At this time, listening to Song Maolin's meaning, he didn't want to pursue it, and after saying a few scenes, he greeted everyone to go home.

Song Dajiang knew about his son, and at this time, he was completely confused by his sudden change of attitude. It was clearly his idea to convince everyone before.

He couldn't help but ask in a low voice, Song Maolin looked back at Shen Yijia meaningfully, and said, "Don't worry, Dad. I won't let you suffer in vain."

He could understand that these people were not Song Jingchen's opponents at all, and it would be meaningless to stay any longer. What's more, revenge doesn't have to be done by yourself...

After the people left, Shen Yijia wrinkled her nose and said unconvinced, "I'm not afraid of them, they can't beat me anyway."

Why do you want to talk nonsense with them for a long time, just beat them directly.

Song Jingchen shook his head helplessly: "I know you are powerful, but not every problem can be solved by force. Besides, little devils are the most difficult to deal with."

"Have I caused you trouble?" Although she asked, Shen Yijia still felt a little aggrieved, because they were the ones who spoke ill of her first.

Knowing that Shen Yijia's mind is simple and many words may not be understood, Song Jingchen no longer explains, but comforts: "No, even if there is, I will help you solve it."

Shen Yijia felt a little better.

Tie Dan walked into the yard with a simple and honest middle-aged man, and smiled as soon as he arrived: "Sister, what did those people just come for? I don't know..."

Before he could finish speaking, Song Jingchen made him shut his mouth with one look.

Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, Tie Dan scratched his head and introduced the middle-aged man beside him, "This is the third uncle He I told you, from Shanghe Village next door to us. They have new houses in their villages. found him."

Shen Yijia brought a low stool and greeted Uncle He San to sit down. Tie Dan saw that he had no part in himself, so he went to the hall to move the stool by himself.

Shen Yijia didn't understand about building a house either, so she quietly stayed aside to watch Song Jingchen and Uncle He discuss.

Thinking of my current yard being broken into several times. Song Jingchen and Shen Yijia both decided to build the courtyard wall higher.

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Thousands of waters and thousands of mountains are always in love, can you leave a ticket?

Good morning and have a good day everyone!