Ye Shiming's face was gloomy, "I advise you not to meddle in other people's business!"
He said this, but also stopped punching and kicking Li Cuier. He didn't realize that he was already afraid and jealous of Ye Zhenzhen.
"I don't want to meddle in your business."
Ye Zhenzhen curled her lips and glanced at Li Cuier who was huddled on the ground, "You are in my way."
Although she didn't like Li Cuier, she couldn't do anything to save her.
laugh.
A mocking smile rang out from her, not from Ye Shiming, but from Ye Xiangxiang who fanned the flames, fearing that no one would die.
Ye Xiangxiang's appearance was exactly the same as that of Li Erniang, with thin legs and a solitary appearance, a mean and unsympathetic look, and the eyes she looked at Ye Zhenzhen were full of unwillingness and jealousy.
She mocked sourly, "We haven't seen each other for a long time, and Da Ya's arrogance is getting bigger and bigger."
No wonder Ye Xianghua felt unbalanced.
Before she got married, her parents were still the masters of the family. The eldest son was the transparent person in the family and had no say at all. But now, she actually made the decision and became a famous and well-known person in the village. All of this is because of Ye Zhen.
Zhen.
How could Ye Zhenzhen, both the married daughter of the Ye family, have such a good life?
What's the best counterattack against a clown?
Ignore her!
Ye Zhenzhen was too lazy to pay attention to such a villain with a dark mentality, and turned around to go back to the carriage, which made Ye Xiangxiang jump up and down with anger.
There was a charcoal pot burning on the carriage. As soon as Ye Zhenzhen came in, she couldn't help but shiver. Cui Weizhen put down the book in his hand, touched her cold cheek, frowned, and immediately took off his cloak and put it on her body.
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"Put it on so you don't catch a cold."
Ye Zhenzhen already had a cloak on her body, and putting on another one looked ridiculous, but when she saw Cui Weizhen's indifferent eyes, she had no choice but to accept it and wrap herself up like a little fat man.
There was a small red clay stove on the carriage, and Ye Zhenzhen specially prepared ginger tea. When she drank a cup of it, the warm and spicy taste entered her stomach, and her whole body warmed up.
She poured another glass and said, "Brother Zhen, drink some too."
Cui Weizhen turned his head in disgust and said, "No need."
Ye Zhenzhen was as surprised as if she had discovered a new world, "Don't you like drinking ginger soup?"
"No."
Cui Weizhen replied stiffly, "I'm not cold, so there's no need to drink these things."
But according to his past habits, Cui Weizhen would not refuse what she handed to him. He was not picky about food at all and was so good that others praised him. Only now did she know that he also had things he didn't like.
Yes, she didn't believe his explanation.
She leaned forward and asked seriously, "I remember you like spicy food, why do you hate ginger soup?"
In the past, he always ate spicy hot pot dishes.
Cui Weizhen held his forehead helplessly, knowing that he could not escape, so he could only admit it frankly, "When I was a child, I was not in good health. My mother was worried about my illness, so she made me drink ginger soup every winter. I have been drinking it for more than ten years."
Besides rice, who likes something that has been eaten for more than ten years?
It was also now that he was in good health and Aunt Cui had changed her habit, so Ye Zhenzhen didn't notice that now she was cooking ginger soup in the carriage, and the narrow space was filled with a familiar smell. The old nightmare reappeared and almost made him
I couldn't hold back the expression on my face.
Ye Zhenzhen suddenly understood and did not force him anymore, but put the cloak on him again, "Do you have anything else you don't like to eat? Tell me too so that you can avoid it in the future."
Cui Weizhen touched the palm of her hand and found it was warm, so he did not refuse her cloak, "There is nothing I don't particularly like."
Ye Zhenzhen chased after her, "What about the ones I usually don't like?"
Her big eyes were dazzling, she was curious and serious, and she seemed unwilling to give up even if she asked questions. Cui Weizhen had no choice but to say a few words casually to deal with her.
Ye Zhenzhen discovered that one of the things he mentioned was something she often bought, and she secretly decided not to buy it again in the future.
Cui Weizhen finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was really not picky about food, but in Ye Zhenzhen's mind, this was obviously impossible. When something he didn't like had to appear, he could only compromise.
Is this the survival wisdom of married men?
Ye Zhenzhen saw that he seemed to be trying to figure out something, with a smile on his lips, and his expression was indescribably surprised and interesting. She couldn't help but ask, "What are you laughing at? Is there some interesting story written in the book?"
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Cui Weizhen shook his head and teased her with a smile, "No, I'm thinking of you."
Ye Zhenzhen felt that she should blush, but seeing that he didn't look like he was going to say anything nice, she immediately became wary, "I'm right in front of you, what do you have to think about?"
Although he was clearly curious, he pretended to be indifferent and kept glancing at him. His acting was so poor that it made people laugh.
Cui Weizhen never knew that he loved to laugh so much. Ultimately, it was all because of the fun and liveliness of the people in front of him.
He wanted to see her anxious expression with evil intentions, so he replied deliberately and perfunctorily, "There's nothing to say."
Ye Zhenzhen was really anxious and restless. She wanted to ask but couldn't bear to face it. Until she returned to Cui's house, she was depressed and looked like she was suffering from internal injuries.
Aunt Cui thought she was offended, so she quickly asked with concern, "What's wrong? Did the second wife do something wrong again?"
It was indeed a trick, but it had nothing to do with her.
Ye Zhenzhen explained that no, Aunt Cui looked at her son's expression again, and suddenly realized that the young couple was making trouble. She couldn't help but shook her head and glared at Cui Weizhen.
"You are not allowed to bully Zhen'er during the Chinese New Year."
With Aunt Cui's support, Ye Zhenzhen was like a fox taking advantage of the power of the King of the Mountain. Her tail was raised and she said proudly, "Did you hear that? Mother said, don't bully me."
Cui Weizhen calmly went back to the study room in the wing and picked up a book to read. Ye Zhenzhen followed him in and stared at him angrily. Seeing that he was unmoved, she immediately abandoned her moral integrity and got into him and acted like a baby, "Brother Zhen
, you are the best in the world, just do it and tell me."
Cui Weizhen was like a calm Liu Xiahui, holding the book as still as a mountain, and even turning a page in a mood, his eyes... no, in fact, his peripheral vision still fell on Ye Zhenzhen.
Ye Zhenzhen didn't know, she just thought that he had a strong heart and guessed, "I know, you must think that I am gentle, considerate and kind, but you are too embarrassed to tell me, so you deliberately kept me silent."
Contacted by Cui Weizhen's awkward temperament, Ye Zhenzhen felt more and more that her guess was correct, and soon she looked very happy, which made Cui Weizhen amazed.
It turns out that women’s imagination is also so keen and magical.