Traveling through the money-making life of a small peasant girl

Chapter 393 You Just Be An Uncle ([-])

Shen Zhuo lay on the bed for three days before waking up. Zhang Lan said that he was hit by a heavy object, and his internal organs were displaced. Fortunately, it was delivered in time, otherwise even the gods would not be able to save him.

When he said this, Chen Zhuo happened to be being supported by Chen Rou to feed the porridge. Shen Zhuo struggled a bit and wanted to come by himself.

"Rou'er, come here, you've worked hard these days, go and have a good rest."

For three days and three nights, I couldn't untie my clothes. Fortunately, it was winter and it was also summer, so it probably stinks. Chen Rou smelled her body, but there was no smell, so she continued to speak.

"No, from now on, you are the uncle of the family. My purpose is to serve you well, to serve you well, and to serve you well."

In the past three days, Chen Rou has figured it out. If hunting makes money, anyone who is at risk should go to hell. She just needs to be simple, earn a small amount of money, and be happy.

Shen Zhuo held back his smile and let his wife feed him porridge little by little.

"By the way, how is that tiger? Has it been skinned? With it, Rou'er won't be afraid of the cold in winter."

Chen Rou's nose was sore, she felt terrified when she saw that white tiger, why was he, Shen Zhuo, so stupid, he insisted on smashing it, because he wanted to make a fur jacket for her.

"Oh, I threw them all away." Chen Rou said casually, and continued to feed the porridge.

"Throw it away, just throw it away, at worst, hit him again next time." Shen Zhuo didn't mean to blame his wife in the slightest, but his words made Chen Rou angry.

"Still beating, do you think your life is not long enough? Do you know how scared I was when you were lying there covered in blood? I didn't even dare to shed tears. I dared not shed them until you were still breathing. Tears."

With a hoarse voice, Chen Rou spoke out the thoughts in her heart.

Shen Zhuo was taken aback, stretched out his hand, and placed it on Chen Rou's cheek, "Don't cry, I'm fine."

Listening to Shen Zhuo's words, Chen Rou took several deep breaths before holding back her tears.

Shen Zhuo's hand was rubbing back and forth on his daughter-in-law's face. In fact, he was also afraid. He was afraid that he would lie there for a lifetime. It was so cold and there was nothing there, not even her favorite moon.

Chen Rou's face instantly turned red because of Shen Zhuo's hand.

"Drink the porridge first, and touch it as you like when you're done."

Shen Zhuo: "..."

Zhang Lan at the side coughed lightly when she saw that Chen Rou and Shen Zhuo were flirting in front of her without hesitation.

"Go ahead, I won't bother you until night."

With that said, he closed the door and went out.

After walking a few steps, she saw Chen Pandi coming towards her. She was holding a porcelain bowl that looked like soup. Zhang Lan quickly reached out her hand to stop Chen Pandi.

"Brother Pan, where are you going?"

Chen Pandi smiled at Zhang Lan, "Mother-in-law, I'm going to deliver a bowl of soup to my brother-in-law. I heard that she woke up. I deliberately made the soup without a break at noon. I have to deliver it to him while it's hot."

Zhang Lan rolled her eyes, there is less time between husband and wife now, is it appropriate for you to go like this as an outsider?

"No need, Rou'er is with Shen Zhuo. The couple may be doing something right now, so don't disturb me, no good. And show me your soup, yes What."

Zhang Lan lifted the lid, looked at the pork ribs and lotus root soup stewed by Chen Pandi, and frowned. "People who have just been injured can't eat lotus root. I'll drink this for Gou Wa. He's suitable."

(End of this chapter)