The fat wife is rebellious: she was spoiled by the group on the way to escape famine

"Oh, it seemed like you two got along pretty well before."

Seeing the base of Song Wenqin's ears suddenly turn red, Song Yuanmu immediately guessed, "I know, it must be because you thought she was too fat before."

Although he did not refute it, Song Wenqin completely denied this speculation deep down in his heart.

In fact, he likes Jiang Jinhe more now, and it's not just because of the change in appearance and body shape.

From the first time she snuggled in his arms without warning and held him with her soft little hands, the warm feeling and sweet fragrance coming from her body had completely made him fall into it and unable to extricate himself.

At this moment, thinking of these fragments of the past, his fingers couldn't help but stroke the air gently a few times, as if he could still touch the traces of her warm body.

"You really made me miss something important!"

Song Yuanmu took a step forward, stamped his feet fiercely, and looked at his child helplessly, "If you had been with Jin He at the time, our family wouldn't be so worried and have to worry about you now."

Wen Qin looked puzzled and raised his head to ask, "What are you worried about, Mom? Why are you so nervous about this?"

After sighing several times, Song Yuanmu directly expressed his worries.

"Do you really not understand or are you pretending to be confused? With Jin He's current appearance and talent, even if she went to the palace, she might become the most favored person. Do you think you can compare with those princes and nobles? If our family could have a child with Jin He sooner, your mother and I wouldn't have to worry so much."

After hearing what his father said, Song Wenqin couldn't help feeling angry and disappointed.

If I had really married Jinhe before, perhaps the current situation would not be so chaotic.

Jiang Jinhe might not be selected into the palace, and I would be the one who suffered the most.

"Dad, what are you talking about? Jin He is my wife. She should be by my side no matter what. Whether she enters the palace or not has no impact on us at all. No matter what happens, Jin He belongs only to me!"

Song Yuanmu looked at his son, who still didn't understand the key point of the matter and was very anxious.

"Why are you so clueless? If you really want our family to live a good life, you should marry Jin He as soon as possible to avoid more trouble in the future."

After hearing this, Song Wenqin suddenly realized the key to the problem.

"Dad, you and mom have always told me to take good care of Jin He. I want to know, where did she come from? What is going on between us? Why are you so concerned about her whereabouts?"

Song Yuanmu just shook his head, seemingly unwilling to reveal too many details.

"No matter what, you need to remember that marrying Jin He is the best choice for you and her. By doing this, we can be said to have lived up to the trust others have entrusted us with. As for the rest of the situation, it's meaningless for you to know more, isn't it?"

After hearing these words, Song Wenqin felt even more confused.

It is true that he had thought about officially marrying Jinhe, but the prerequisite must be based on mutual love between the two, rather than a choice made under the expectations and pressure of the people around them.

Otherwise, how is this behavior different from those women who greedily covet other people's bodies?

At the same time, Jiang Jinhe was receiving a warm welcome from Aunt Song in another room.

"Jinhe, I received some money in town the other day. I thought of buying you these two sets of clothes and brought them back. Since I don't know your actual body shape, please try them on first to see if they fit you well."

Aunt Song took out two exquisite long dresses from the package she was carrying and showed them to Jiang Jinhe with a smile on her face.

One is a light red hue, while the other is a deep and gorgeous red.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Jinhe felt an indescribable emotion surge in his heart.

Recalling the days of temporary residence, after washing off the fake black skin on his body, Jiang Jinhe was not in a hurry to restore his original appearance, but continued to apply a special sunscreen ointment to conceal his true appearance.

I'm afraid it would look very out of place for someone with dark skin to wear clothes of this color, right?

She pondered this idea secretly and felt a little embarrassed.

While she was thinking about how to decline politely, Aunt Song had already started matching clothes and trying them on her.

"It's so beautiful, Jinhe, you look good in anything you wear!"

Aunt Song praised enthusiastically, her voice full of excitement and satisfaction.

Unable to resist this enthusiasm, Jiang Jinhe had to take off her coat and put on the crimson dress.

There was no mirror in the room, so even if Jiang Jinhe wanted to see the effect after putting it on, it was impossible, which made him feel a little regretful.

Outside the door, the three sisters Xie Xiaofang, Song Yuyu and Xiaocao were observing quietly and discussing with each other in low voices.

They all agreed that the outfit was amazing and praised it highly.

Seeing everyone so happy, Jiang Jinhe didn't say anything more. She just silently thought in her heart that she would find a mirror to take a good look at her current appearance when she had the chance.

Before she could open her mouth to express her desire to leave, the door was closed tightly by Aunt Song.

Then, Aunt Song looked at her daughter seriously, as if she had something important to say.

"Jinhe, let me ask you something. Are you still not living with Wenqin?"

The sudden question made Jiang Jinhe fall into silence, not knowing how to answer.

"Mom...what do you mean by that?"

Faced with such an unspeakable topic, Jiang Jinhe felt unprecedented embarrassment and confusion.

Aunt Song sighed, sat down on the edge of the bed, and pulled Jiang Jinhe to sit down as well.

"Jinhe, you two are actually not young anymore."

She originally planned to talk about children, but suddenly remembered something the fortune teller had said, so she immediately changed the subject.

After all, it is better to talk less about things that you have no hope for.

Jiang Jinhe was not completely unaware of Aunt Song's desire to have a grandson. Although she did have a certain affection for Song Wenqin, it was far from the point where they could discuss marriage.

Moreover, recently she always felt that the change in his attitude towards her was because he noticed that she had become a little more beautiful, so she always felt a little unstable in her heart.

Meanwhile, Aunt Song still insisted on trying to complete the plan she had already made in her mind.

"Jinhe, I haven't had the chance to tell you about your father."

Jiang Jinhe couldn't help but become nervous, wondering what kind of story this was.

Could it be that the mother began to doubt her true identity and was preparing to test her with the story of her so-called biological father?