The Koi Wife of the Prime Minister

Chapter 243 Delivering food

Zhu's voice, mixed with crying and cursing, passed through the courtyard wall and spread to the neighbors, and everyone knew it.

Jiang Zhen rushed over and after a check, although he found no obvious external injuries, he also felt that Zhu's blood circulation was slightly blocked. However, her constant accusations and unclear directions made the diagnosis unclear.

In the end, Jiang Zhen could only determine that Zhu was in good health and suggested that she should be less angry and rest more, and that would be the end of the matter.

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhu became furious and accused Jiang Zhen of being a quack.

Song Cang had no choice but to pay more for the medical consultation. While apologizing, he sent the embarrassed Jiang Zhen away.

With nowhere to turn to, Song Cang had to pin his hopes on his brother Song Yuanyi, who was far away in the city. He urgently recalled him and asked for another expert. Unexpectedly, the newly invited doctor diagnosed Zhu with a stitch in the side and was about to give her acupuncture when she was interrupted by Zhu's cries of pain. The accusations and instructions made him at a loss. After careful observation, the doctor actually concluded that Zhu was faking illness. After making this shocking statement, the doctor left in anger. This statement ignited Zhu's rage even more, and even the famous doctors in the city were not spared from her abuse.

Afterwards, Shen Yan, Zhao and even the entire Song Yunfeng family were attacked to pieces by her sharp words.

In the end, she even did not let her own son go, blaming him for taking the jewelry and demanding its return.

Song Cang was both angry and anxious, and was at a loss as to what to do in the face of his mother's mischief.

In the end, Song Yuanyi used his iron-fisted approach, a stern shout and a loud slap in the face to temporarily calm the storm.

Amidst the mixed emotions of fear and pain, Zhu unexpectedly felt that the pain seemed to ease and she could barely bear it. Her crying gradually became weaker and her cursing stopped.

"I've said it before, don't mess with Brother Lin. If you still don't repent, you'd better leave the Song family as soon as possible!"

Song Yuanyi's gaze was like a sharp blade, extremely cold, piercing straight into Zhu's heart.

Zhu was horrified and didn't dare to say another word. In her heart, she cursed Shen Yan thousands of times and wished she could dig out all her ancestors and curse them.

The next morning, with a light mist, Shen Yan and Song Yunfeng boarded the old ox cart towards the city.

There are only two ox carts in Luoxia Village, which carry villagers into the city early every morning. One of them belongs to the diligent Tian Youdao, and the other belongs to his nephew Tian Buque.

Due to a difficult birth, Tian Buque was clumsy, had limited intelligence and slurred speech, and his mother unfortunately passed away as a result.

Not long after, his father also passed away due to illness. Fortunately, the helpless Tian Buque got help from his uncle Tian Youdao, who bought this old ox cart, allowing him to make a living and get by.

Just because he has a simple and honest personality and a big stature, when Tian Youdao is around, villagers often choose to avoid his car.

Song Yunfeng prefers quietness, and he always takes Tianbushou’s car when he goes to and from the private school, and today is no exception.

After the two of them sat down, Tian Buque seemed extremely happy and had a special feeling for Lin Ge'er who always took care of him.

"Lin...Brother, your wife is really, really pretty."

He chuckled, his simple face filled with pure joy.

If Song Yunfeng had not known Tian Buque's mental condition, he might have shown displeasure at this moment, but now, he just smiled faintly and did not respond, because he understood that once he opened his mouth, it would trigger more endless conversations.

However, in the face of Tian Buque's sudden praise, Shen Yan not only did not show any arrogance, but instead responded with an extremely gentle smile and whispered softly: "Thank you for the compliment. Your words are like a ray of warm sunshine in spring, warming people's hearts."

Seeing this scene, Song Yunfeng, who was standing aside, couldn't help but sigh inwardly, and an ominous premonition arose spontaneously - he vaguely felt that this journey might not be as smooth as it seemed on the surface.

Just as he expected, once Tian Buque started talking, it was like a flood that had burst a dam, endless and difficult to stop.

Although his speech was a little disorganized and sometimes unclear, as if he was talking while chewing something in his mouth, this did not affect Shen Yan's attitude at all.

Far from showing any impatience, she listened attentively and occasionally responded briefly, giving Tian Buque's childlike words full respect and immense patience.

As they interacted with each other, a subtle harmony quietly grew between the three of them.

Song Yunfeng's gaze became deep again and he fell into deep thought.

Ever since the unpleasant incident yesterday, Shen Yan had not spoken a word to him again. This silence was like a heavy stone weighing on his heart.

The sunlight shines through the sparse clouds, dappling on the winding village paths. The breeze blows, raising a light dust, which contrasts beautifully with the quiet fields in the distance, creating a warm and tranquil pastoral picture.

Tian Buque was driving the wooden car that looked a bit old. Although his words were simple and straightforward without any embellishment, his sincere heart was clearly visible.

As the wooden cart bumped, his words were like pearls falling on a jade plate, clear and pleasant to the ear: "Yang Ge'er, you are the most promising person in our village. Which girl wouldn't be attracted to you? I, Tian Buque, am one of them. I have a fondness for you in my heart."

Hearing this, Shen Yan smiled and gently shifted her gaze away from Tian Buque and glanced at Song Yunfeng who was standing beside her.

Song Yunfeng seemed to be concentrating on Shen Yan's slender fingers resting on the edge of the bamboo basket, but in fact his eyes revealed a subtle emotion that was not easily noticed.

Shen Yan noticed the wound on her index finger caused by making skewers. The bright red color was particularly eye-catching in the sunlight.

She quietly lowered her head, gently covered it with her sleeves, and turned to Tian Buque again, smiling gently: "Brother Buque, you are also a good man who stands tall and upright. Everyone has his or her own strengths. Just like your driving skills, which are both steady and skilled, far surpassing others."

To everyone's surprise, Tian Buque fell silent after hearing these words, and this unexpected silence continued until they were on their way into the city.

Only when the carriage slowly stopped did he take out a handful of freshly fried peanuts from the coarse cloth bag he carried with him. With his hands trembling slightly, he handed them over awkwardly, "Here, these are fried by my aunt herself. They are very fresh."

Seeing this, Song Yunfeng frowned slightly and gently pushed away the peanuts in Tian Buque's hand: "Brother Buque, Shen Yan will have an allergic rash if she eats peanuts, so you can keep them for yourself. We have important things to do, so we will leave first. There is no need to wait for us here, it is getting late."

After saying that, he held Shen Yan's hand tightly, turned around and started walking.

Shen Yan looked back and saw Tian Buque standing there blankly, still holding the handful of peanuts in his hand.

She waved goodbye gently: "Brother Buque, see you another day!"

As Song Yunfeng's pace quickened, the strength of his grip on Shen Yan's hand also unconsciously increased.