The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

   Chapter 159 Writing Spring Festival Couplets

  Song Tiegen sighed: "Song boy, you know that too.

   There is a snowstorm outside, and the way out of the village is blocked.

   After the autumn harvest, everyone sold the grain. Now, let alone no money, you can’t go to town to buy grain if you have money. I heard that your family prepared a lot of grain for winter. See if you can help.

   Move some rations out and distribute them to the big guys.

  We are from a village, you don’t want to see everyone starved to death, right? "

"What does it have to do with me?" Song Jingchen said in a light tone, glanced at Song Dahai who was hiding behind the crowd, and continued: "Besides, my family's food is only prepared for my own food, you want me to distribute the food to those who don't want to do it. Instead, make your family hungry?"

  Song Tiegen choked, glanced at Tie Dan, his face was a little overwhelmed: "Then you still take in Widow Wang's family?"

   "Originally, I prepared a little more, and with Aunt Wang and the two, it was just right?" Shen Yijia went back in annoyance.

   Not to mention that Aunt Wang and Aunt Wang sold a portion of the food to the Anjia, and there is still a lot left. Even if there is none, they can take in whomever they want, and they are happy.

   "This..." Song Tiegen was a little embarrassed. He couldn't say that your family's life is not your life, but someone else's.

   "Do you really want to die?" The person who answered Song Jingchen's words at the beginning saw that Song Tiegen was dumbfounded and asked sharply.

   "It's really impossible for me to protect myself."

   "Okay, since you are so cruel. Anyway, we won't be able to live anymore. It's a big deal to drag you to be buried with you." After saying that, a ruthless look flashed in the man's eyes, and he waved to everyone: "Their family must have food..."

   Before the man finished speaking, he kept flying towards his forehead with a short arrow, and inserted it into his hair bun dangerously close to his scalp. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see the tail of the arrow trembling.

   That man's just-increased fear instantly extinguished, and the provocative words in his mouth stopped abruptly.

  The surroundings were silent for a moment, and when they came back to their senses, they all looked at the man in the wheelchair holding the arrow crossbow in horror.

   "You" pointed at Song Jingchen with a trembling hand.

   To put it bluntly, everyone didn't take him seriously at first, so they thought he was better at talking than Shen Yijia, and always felt that he was just a cripple.

   In addition, every time Song Jingchen deals with them, he always looks reasonable.

  Song Jingchen twitched the corners of his mouth carelessly, and said in a low voice, "Instead of wasting your time with me, it's better to go home and pray when the government can start releasing food sooner."

   A group of people finally left in despair, and Mrs. Li was worried about the situation outside.

   It’s not that I’m afraid of not having enough food at home, but I’m worried that once people are cornered, they can do anything.

  If this situation continues, it is not guaranteed that there will be a riot, and the news that the family has food will be spread, and their family will become the first target.

  Because Mr. Li had something on his mind, a good family banquet became unusually silent.

   Only Shen Yijia was not affected, he should eat and drink.

   Seeing the way the villagers look, she now feels even more that she needs to eat more, otherwise she will become ugly if she is hungry.

   The second day is New Year's Eve.

  Widow Wang brought some pieces of red paper and asked Song Jingchen to write the Spring Festival couplets.

  Shen Yijia originally planned to buy it, but it snowed for a month, and the road to the town was blocked later, and nothing happened.

   I didn't expect Widow Wang to be so well prepared.

   How did she know that the price of red paper would go up before New Year's Eve? Widow Wang, who was used to living frugally, would prepare it a few months earlier every year.

   "I'll cut the paper." Shen Yijia took the red paper and went to Li's house to find scissors.

   Looking at the red paper cut in front of him, Song Jingchen was still a little dazed.

   (end of this chapter)