It’s amazing that you have a wife! Now your wife doesn’t know you anymore.

Let you be proud!

Song Nuan frowned and looked at Wen Chongzheng. She felt that the boy in front of her was beautiful, very beautiful, and very beautiful! She grew up so old that it was the first time she saw such a beautiful boy.

It's much better than the black charcoal heads she had with in the military camp.

"My husband?"

"yes!"

Wen Chongzheng glared at Yang An and pulled Song Nuan's hand off, "Nannuan, it's getting late, let's go home. A Ling and Jiabao are still waiting for us."

Song Nuan shook his hand away, and when he was stunned, he pinched his chin and lifted it up, "Are you really my husband?"

"If you want to change it if you have a fake one!"

Wen Chong pulled her hand down, stood up, and hugged Song Nuan tightly in front of everyone, "A Qiao, let's go back first."

"Okay! Take good care of Xiao Song, the groom is already waiting outside." Tang Qiao nodded.

"careful--"

Song Nuan's legs became weak and almost fell to the ground.

Wen Chongzheng bent down, hugged the drunkard in his arms, and strode away from the restaurant.

When the groom saw Song Nuan being carried out and heard her drunken words, he knew that she was drunk. He quickly put up the horse curtain and reminded, "Young Master Wen, please get on the carriage first, be careful."

"Okay! Thank you."

Wen Chongzheng sat down and wanted to let her sit, but he was afraid that she would not sit steadily after getting drunk, so he hugged her, "Okay, let's go."

"Okay, go..."

The carriage slowly left and left the town.

Wen Chongzheng looked at her lowered his head and couldn't help but laugh, "Three glasses of wine, you will be like this. Nuannuan, will I dare to let you drink besides private in the future?"

"Drink! I'm not drunk for a thousand cups."

Song Nuan suddenly opened her eyes, stared at him for a long time, and suddenly burst into laughter, "Are you really my husband?"

"Yes, your husband is me!"

After getting the affirmation, Song Nuan smiled with satisfaction and reached out to touch his cheek, "I look good, I like it."

Upon hearing this, Wen Chongzheng was shocked and asked anxiously: "Do you like to look good?"

Song Nuan frowned, "Why is my husband so stupid? Who doesn't like to look good?"

Wen Chongzheng decided not to care about the details with the drunkard and asked again: "Where do you think I look the best?"

"Eyes, eyebrows, nose, lips..." The eyelids were a little heavy. She squinted her eyes hard, smiled, and said, "The best thing is that the eyes are deep and dark. When looking at me, they are still very... very... very fashionable! Sexy!"

After saying that, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Wen Chongzheng was so amused that he was so funny that he thought he was so arrogant!

Obviously, it’s affectionate?

It seems that it takes time for him to enter her heart. At present, her love for him is limited to her skin.

Seeing her move, her brows frowned slightly, looking uncomfortable

Wen Chongzheng quickly helped her adjust her posture, lowered her head and made her lip marks on her lips.

Song Nuan was drunk.

How did you get home? I don't know.

How did you fall asleep? I don't know.

What did she do? I don't know.

What did Wen Chongzheng ask? Still don’t know.

In short, she drank three glasses of wine, but ended up drinking. Not only did she tease Wen Chongzheng in public, but she was also stolen by Wen Chongzheng several times.

The next day, she woke up only after sunrise.

"ah……"

She sat up suddenly and screamed. She was so shocked that Song Ling on the bedside and Song Jiabao on the front of the bed all looked at her.

Song Jiabao: "Sister, what's wrong with you? Have you had a nightmare?"

Song Ling: "Big...sister...who made you angry?"

"Second sister-in-law, what happened?" Wen Yueru rushed in from outside, looking anxious.

Song Nuan touched her forehead awkwardly, "It's okay! I had a dream. Why did I sleep until this time? Why didn't anyone ask me to get up? How did I come back last night?"

Hearing this, Wen Yueru covered her mouth and smiled, "Second brother hugged you in, you still hugged your second brother's neck tightly. As a result..."

Uh, so embarrassing?

"What's the result?"

"So Ling went to sleep with her grandmother for a night." Wen Yueru couldn't help laughing again when she thought of the scene last night, "Sister Yue'e was so angry that she cried."

Song Nuan fell onto the bed, pulled up the quilt, and covered her head.

"A mistake will lead to eternal regret."

Hi, giggle...

All the little ones laughed.

Song Nuan thought that today was the second day after the restaurant opened, and that the person who was appointed as the chef yesterday was out of the scene, it seemed unreasonable.

And...I'll go! Tofu! She didn't make tofu, so what should I do in the restaurant today?

The tofu I gave yesterday was used up.

Song Nuan lifted the quilt and got out of bed and put on shoes, "Yueru, where is your second brother?"

"I took a carriage to the town early in the morning. He told me that my second sister-in-law would not have to go today. He can go to work for you."

"Where is tofu?"

"Yesterday, my grandmother and I picked up the soybeans you weighed and soaked them to wait for you to come back and grind them. At night, you were drunk, and my second brother and I went to the village chief's house to make tofu and dried tofu."

"Make tofu?"

"Well, my second brother did it, I hit it."

"He will?"

"Yes, I think it's no different from what my second sister-in-law did."

Song Nuan nodded and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She has a "goddess".

Feel awesome!

"Second sister-in-law, please wash it first, I'll bring you breakfast."

"OK."

After breakfast, Song Nuan went to Aima Mountain for a walk. The workers there were working hard, with mud bricks covering the floor.

Uncle Mo took his three sons to measure the position and set the foundation.

Use a hoe to hoe a clear mark on the ground. When the day they get to the ground, they just need to dig the foundation accordingly.

Song Nuan chatted with Uncle Mo and Uncle Qiang for a while before going home.

There were two relatives watching her, and she and Wen Chongzheng didn't really have to worry about it.

She went to weigh twenty kilograms of soybeans. Then she sat in the yard with Wen Yueru and picked out the bad soybeans in the dustpan.

Wen Yue'e came in with her washed clothes. She saw Song Nuan and Wen Yueru talking and laughing, and then thought of the scene when Song Nuan hugged Wen Chongzheng last night.

Her jealousy grew in her heart. She put down the wooden basin heavily, "I'm really shameless, I just hugged the man outside and didn't let go. Humph! Vixen!"

Song Nuan responded coldly, "I heard calluses in my ears. Can I get some new ideas? What did I say before? Some people want to be a vixen, but they can only be a weasel."

"You are just shameless!"

"You are shameless, but isn't it because you're not successful in seduction? Do you have no idea who is shameless?"

"Song Nuan!"

"Wen Yue'e, Wen Chong is my man. I hug you whenever I want, kiss you whenever I want, beat you whenever I want, scold you whenever I want, but what does this have to do with you?"

"You want to hold on to the wrong side? Do he care? Do you want to throw yourself into the arms? Do he accept it? Do you want to get a thrust into the thrust? Is there a place for you?"

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It's still 10,000 words in the third update, I love everyone.

mwah.
Chapter completed!