Sweetheart Silly Girl's Wife

Jiang Er was naturally on his way.

But Aunt Yu didn't know.

"Jiang Er?" Aunt Yu heard this, she loosened her hand holding the tub, she looked at Sibao who was obedient but indifferent on the couch, and said why she had been depressed all day.

It turned out to be like this, Aunt Yu looked at Sibao and joked: "I told my mother that Jiang Er was fierce to you in the morning, so now you miss her?"

Sibao has some embarrassing underground heads, so he doesn't have one.

Then she explained seriously in a soft voice: "She said that she will pick me up later."

Aunt Yu naturally knew that Jiang Er said that he would come to pick her up later, but it was already so late now that he probably wouldn't come.

"It's raining outside, Jiang Er probably won't be able to make it through, and sleep with mother tonight, will it work?"

While asking, Aunt Yu stepped forward and unwrapped the quilt for Sibao.

Sibao hesitated for a moment, watched Aunt Yu spread the quilt, but still did not speak.

"Take off your shoes and go up." Aunt Yu urged her by patting her head twice.

It was still early, but Sibao still turned his head and looked outside the house for the last time, but he didn't see that person, so he stopped the stalemate, quietly took off his shoes and got into the bedding.

Seeing that she was obedient to the bed, Aunt Yu picked up the bathtub that she hadn't emptied in time and went out of the room.

Sibao lay on the quilt and couldn't sleep, his eyebrows were almost twisted into crumpled strips of cloth, and he poked the cloth toy Jiang Er bought for her with his fingers.

What a dishonest bastard.

"Why are you sulking under the quilt?"

A cool and lazy voice came from the door to Sibao's small ears covered under the quilt.

Shocked, Sibao got up from the bed like a little mouse, staring blankly at the person in front of him.

"Why, are you stupid to see me?"

Jiang Shuxin took off the bamboo hat on top of his head, placed it casually on the table in the room, and walked towards the sluggish little girl.

Seeing her walking towards him, Sibao hummed unhappily, and when he heard her say that he was stupid, he immediately turned his head away from looking at her, and buried himself back in the quilt.

Just don't talk to this villain, and don't talk to her.

The not-so-thick quilt covered the four treasures tightly. Jiang Shuxin didn't know what she was up to, so he went forward and fished him out.

Perhaps after being exposed to the rain, Jiang Shuxin felt chill all over his body, Si Bao was grabbed by her arm, shivering unconsciously from the cold, and then tried to push Jiang Shuxin's hand away with the other hand.

Jiang Shuxin thought she didn't want to touch her by himself, so he shook his hand away.But he didn't want to shake off Sibao's hand that was on her hand, and directly took Sibao to a stagger, and rushed towards her.

With a muffled sound, Sibao's small head hit Jiang Shuxin's hard shoulder heavily, and his delicate nose hit Jiang Shuxin's collarbone, his soreness couldn't be stopped, and tears began to fall down.

"What are you doing!" Sibao pushed Jiang Shuxin's shoulder away, covered his nose, and stared at Jiang Shuxin angrily.

Jiang Shuxin also knew that he had been a little rude just now, so he stepped forward with a guilty conscience and wanted to take him into his arms to take a look for her, but was pushed away by the angry Sibao.

Knowing that she was really angry, Jiang Shuxin didn't want to be tough, so he pointed at her nose and said in surprise:

"It's so red, let me see if my nose is bleeding."

Sure enough, Sibao let go of his hand in fear, looked at the palm of his hand, saw that there was no red one, so he relaxed a little.

Jiang Shuxin took the opportunity to pull her into his arms, clamped Sibao's arms with one hand, and carefully looked at her reddened nose and forehead.

Sibao didn't want to be hugged by her, he twisted dishonestly in her arms, if his arms were pinched, she would use her legs, step on Jiang Shuxin's thighs with a pair of small feet, and kick her hard.

Seeing that she still had the strength to play around in his arms, there was probably no major problem, so he let her move around.

"Take your little cloth pocket and take you back."

"No, no." Sibao was still angry, with a puffed up face, angrily looking at Jiang Shuxin and shaking his head indiscriminately.

Jiang Shuxin didn't know why she was angry. He only got angry when she was hit by him, so he let go of her arm, hugged her slender waist instead, and spoke to her softly: "Okay, don't be angry. , can I rub it for you?"

"I don't want it!" Sibao still refused, and put his free hands on Jiang Shuxin's shoulders on both sides, and didn't let his feet rest. He still kicked her legs and stepped back in resistance.

Jiang Shuxin was afraid that he would fall her again, so he tried his best not to let her back out, and still locked her firmly.

"You really don't want to go back with me?" Although Jiang Shuxin was impatient, he asked again.

Sibao looked up at her with his head up, his big round eyes were still filled with physiological tears from just hitting his nose, and the end of his eyes seemed to be rouged, bright red.

She was biting her lip and was about to speak when the old lady outside the house had already entered the house.

Seeing Sibao kicking Jiang Shuxin randomly with both hands and feet, Aunt Yu said seriously, "What is this, Sibao, why kick Jiang Er properly?"

Sibao was frightened at once, stopped his movements and turned his head to look pitifully at Aunt Yu, but Aunt Yu was unmoved and looked at her with a frown.

Jiang Shuxin coughed a little embarrassedly, raised his hand and patted Sibao's back, put him back on the couch, stood up and explained to Aunt Yu: "It's nothing, just playing with me. Since she doesn't want to Come back with me and let her stay here for a few more days."

Aunt Yu put away her expression when she heard the words, and looked at Sibao behind Jiang Shuxin in confusion: "How could she not want to go back with you, Sibao asked about you earlier."

Speaking of which, Aunt Yu walked up to Sibao, looked at her aggrieved look, and really didn't understand: "Didn't you ask mother about Jiang Er just now? Why are you and Jiang Er now having trouble?"

Sibao bowed his head and said nothing, clutching the floral quilt beside him with his fingers, ignoring others.

Seeing this, Jiang Shuxin had some aftertaste. She stood by and looked at Sibao's awkward little head, and suddenly smiled.

"Raise your head." Jiang Shuxin pointed his slender finger on Sibao's chin, and slightly hooked it upwards, signaling Sibao to raise his head, and then continued to Aunt Yu: "It's okay, I'll talk to her, and I can go back later. gone."

Aunt Yu has always trusted Jiang Shuxin, and she also knows that this is a matter between the two little girls, and it is not for her to intervene; she nodded to Jiang Shuxin, and Aunt Yu went out, and closed the door intimately by the way.

When Aunt Yu went out, Sibao raised his head and looked at Jiang Shuxin. Although he was still a little unhappy, he didn't raise his eyebrows at her anyway.

"Are you angry with me?" Jiang Shuxin sat down in front of her and bowed slightly so that Sibao's gaze met his own.

Looking into her eyes, Sibao couldn't help but felt a sense of grievance welling up in his heart, his mouth could not help but shrunk, and he held back when he wanted to speak.

Seeing that she was so easy, Jiang Shuxin hugged her, put his right hand on the back of her head, and stroked her gently.

Si Bao's body in Jiang Shuxin's arms stiffened, but immediately softened. She put her arms around Jiang Shuxin's neck and rubbed her head on her body indiscriminately.

"You say, pick me up later." Sibao's muffled voice came from Jiang Shuxin's arms, with some complaints and a vague coquettishness.

Jiang Shuxin listened to this, looked at the sky outside, and rubbed her head amusedly: "Isn't this coming later? You still have a temper with me, I'm very sad."

Hearing Jiang Shuxin said that she was very sad, Sibao became anxious. She hurriedly got up from Jiang Shuxin's arms, picked up her small cloth pocket, and took out an egg from it: "Don't be sad, eggs are delicious, I leave them to you. .”

He never mentioned that he and Jiang Shuxin had a temper tantrum.

Jiang Shuxin didn't say anything, raised his eyebrows, took the egg from her hand, and simply peeled it off. It was already cold, and it seemed that he really kept it for himself.

Under Sibao's gaze, Jiang Shuxin finished the egg with two mouthfuls, then poured himself a glass of water and drank it all in one gulp.

Sibao sat on the edge of the couch and reached out to Jiang Shuxin. Jiang Shuxin stepped forward and squeezed the back of her neck, then picked her up casually.

Seeing the two people coming out, Aunt Yu was not too surprised, she just told them to be careful on the road.

Jiang Shuxin responded one by one, and before leaving, Sibao stared at Aunt Yu with some reluctance, which made Aunt Yu feel sad and funny, and when she stayed at home, she only thought about Jiang Er, and now she was reluctant to bear herself when she was going back.

In the end, Jiang Er promised Sibao to come often in the future, so he was able to leave smoothly.

The Sibao sitting on the carriage is a bit novel, although it is not her

Jiang Shuxin sat outside and watched her, holding the driving whip in his hand, and didn't whip it on the horse's buttocks, letting the horse walk slowly.

The two drove back to the fishing shed. It was already very late. Jiang Shuxin went back to the house with Sibao and went to sleep. He didn't get up until the sun was shining on the next day.

Or the four treasures first.

The weather has gradually turned cold recently, and Sibao didn't want to get up when he woke up. Instead, he lazily nestled under the quilt and poked Jiang Shuxin's thin cheek with his fingers recklessly, shouting while poking: "Get up, I'm hungry!"

Jiang Shuxin, who was woken up, looked at her blankly, but got up and put on his clothes in a good temper, and threw Sibao's socks to her:

"It's getting cold, put on your socks."

Sibao wouldn't be so obedient, she kicked her socks towards Jiang Shuxin, and Bai Shengsheng's feet were exposed from under the quilt, which made Jiang Shuxin feel inexplicably dry.

But she didn't know it, her foot had already kicked Jiang Shuxin's lower abdomen, gently kicking Jiang Shuxin's tight lower abdomen as softly as if she was boneless.

"You help me."

Jiang Shuxin took a deep breath, then let it out, stared at her for a moment, then looked away, stretched out his hand to pinch her messy feet in the palm of his hand, and rubbed her pink soles with his fingers.

"Why are you kicking so hard?"

"Itchy." Sibao was tickled by her, and couldn't help but want to pull his feet back: "It's so itchy."

Jiang Shuxin naturally knew that she was itching, so he scratched again without letting go: "Then will you kick again?"

"Haha, stop kicking, stop kicking."

When Jiang Shuxin let go of her, Sibao panted lightly with his head up, lying crookedly on the quilt, messy.

In the end, Jiang Shuxin put on the socks for her.

Sibao was washing up obediently by herself with a wooden basin, wiped the wet handkerchief on her face indiscriminately, and was thrown back into the basin by Sibao casually, and she had already walked to the window in the next moment.

Standing by the window is a half-person-tall wooden horse, similar in appearance to the wooden horse at Li Nian's house that day, but much bigger than that one.

If the little wooden horse last time was reserved for a girl like Li Nian, then the one in the house seems to be tailor-made for the Four Treasures.

The wooden horse body is already as high as Sibao's waist. The horse's limbs are complete, and a thick template is stepped underneath. The double heads are slightly raised, and the overall arc is not large; but the whole wooden horse is clean Clean, is a beautiful brown-red.

Sibao liked it so much, he stood by the side and carefully touched the small head of the wooden horse, and suddenly laughed.

"Jiang Er!" Sibao turned and ran out of the house, calling Jiang Shuxin.

Jiang Shuxin, who was making breakfast outside the house, didn't understand, so he looked back at her: "Why are you running so fast?"

"Horse, wooden horse!"

Sibao looked at Jiang Shuxin happily, pointed his fingers into the room, and smiled softly on his small face.

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