After Marrying the Sick and Weak Son, I Turned Around

The outskirts are remote and the valley is quiet. The passage in the valley is extremely narrow at first, and it is only after a few dozen meters that it suddenly becomes clear.

The herbs are delicious and the fallen flowers are colorful.

Su Anan was amazed, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a paradise.

Seeing her happy appearance, Shen Juncheng also curved the corners of his lips.

He knew that she liked this kind of quiet and beautiful place, so he remembered this place, where he used to practice martial arts.

He walked over, hugged her from behind and asked, "Do you like it here?"

"Well, I like it." To be precise, I like it very much.

In her previous life, she was trapped in the back alley of all directions, and she was eager to walk around, see the mountains, the water, and the people.

Shen Juncheng looked at the lingering white mist, his voice soft, "This is where I practice martial arts. I used to come here often, and there is a bamboo hut inside."

When the old sect master was alive, every time he taught him martial arts, he brought it here. The terrain here is hidden and difficult to be discovered.

Su An'an was even more curious, and wanted to know about his past, including the roads he traveled and the scenery he saw.

She couldn't wait to see it, and Shen Juncheng took her and took her there.

Across the gurgling stream, the forest path, they came to the bamboo hut.

The bamboo hut is quiet and elegant, hidden in the deep mountains. After the baptism of time, it brings a trace of loneliness and vicissitudes.

After tying up the horse, he pushed open the fence gate of the bamboo hut, feeling a little dazed.

Since his master passed away, he has not set foot there for several years.

The wooden stakes for practicing in the courtyard, the master's rocking chair, the stone table covered with moss, the lush osmanthus tree at the entrance, the osmanthus flowers scattered on the ground...

As soon as the wind blew, the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus floated, and he seemed to see the master sitting in the rocking chair, drinking wine, and instructing him on martial arts.

He picked up the fallen leaves on the rocking chair and said, "This is my master's favorite rocking chair."

Su Anan remembered that he said that the master had been buried in the ground for safety...

Holding his hand, he said gently, "Where is the master, let's go see the master."

He hummed and led her to the back mountain.

The sunlight leaked through the gaps in the leaves and fell mottled all over the place.

The barren little mound was overgrown with weeds, full of vitality, and infinitely lonely.

Shen Juncheng cleaned the weeds in front of the tombstone, untied the gourd around his waist, and poured the old wine inside beside the tomb.

Master's life is not for fame and fortune, only a sip of old wine is enough.

He put the empty jug in front of the tombstone, smiled and said, "Master, Cheng'er is back to see you."

I came to see you with my daughter-in-law.

Su Anan knelt down, bowed his head three times reverently, and also called Master.

Shen Juncheng pulled her up and said that the master didn't care about politeness.

Su Anan explained that there should be no less.

He just smiled, his eyes calm and distant...

She clasped his palm, silently comforting.

Shen Juncheng smiled, "Let's go, I'll show you somewhere else."

"Aren't you going to talk to the master for a while?"

Although she likes to play, she is not in a hurry. He has just returned and wants to spend more time with his master.

Shen Juncheng laughed, "Master probably doesn't like me being with him."

"why?"

He thought for a while, "Probably dislikes me for being boring."

At that time, he was thrown under the master's door, full of revenge, and taciturn. Except for the respectful sentence of the master, he did not tell much truth.

Therefore, the masters dislike him for being boring, and usually let him practice by himself after teaching martial arts, and people don't know where to steal a half-day leisure.

Su Anan couldn't help laughing when she thought about seeing him for the first time. "Indeed, it was difficult for you to be reticent before."

Most of the old people like lively children. He was forced to grow up and lost his innocence early.

Shen Juncheng listened to her evaluation of herself, raised her eyebrows slightly, "I'm difficult to get along with?"

Su Anan hummed and whispered, "Yes, you used to be difficult to get along with."

She was taciturn and indifferent, and she was eccentric, causing her to think for a long time even when she said a word, so as not to be tempted by him, she felt very tired.

So when she was in Shenzhuang, she just wanted to be at peace with each other at first, but she never wanted to provoke him in the past, and she never thought that the two would fall in love in the future.

Thinking about it now, fate is really wonderful.

Shen Juncheng pushed her back molars and led her back to the bamboo house, "Okay, it's hard for me to get along."

The sunlight stretched the figures of the two and cast them on the green grass behind them.

Su Anan couldn't help laughing. Now that she said it, she simply finished it at once, "You are not only difficult to get along with, but also have a strange temper."

Shen Juncheng turned back and denied, "What's wrong with my temper?"

Although he was suspicious in the early stage, he was still very gentle and never lost his temper at her.

Su Anan gave him a detailed count. He didn't know where to provoke him on the wedding night. When he took a shower, he left with a flick of his sleeve, and the sleeve wind slapped her in the face.

When he was sick, he scratched his cuff, and all his clothes were lost.

Don't think she didn't know, the little servant who lost the clothes was reluctant, so he stayed privately and was seen by her.

And while he was walking, he suddenly turned around, and she accidentally bumped into it. He even suspected that she was deliberately throwing her arms in his arms, and then he disliked it.

And when Shen Yong tried to sleep together, he deliberately tripped her and fell, causing her embarrassment, but it was a bad taste.

At that time, I thought he could not see, but later knew that he was pretending, but that does not prove that he did it on purpose.

Tsk tsk, the more Su Anan thought about it, the more angry he became, so he let go of his hand and walked in front alone.

Shen Juncheng touched his nose, a little resentful.

When he lost his temper on the wedding night, could he not be angry because he saw that she questioned him?

There are also clothes, or if she hugs him, he is just covering his emotions when he is angry, where is his temper.

He didn't explain, but just stepped forward and pulled her softly and coaxed: "Okay, I have a bad temper, I'm not good, I made you angry, I'm not right."

His voice suddenly dropped, with an indescribable romance, "I'll be gentler from now on, in every way, okay?"

Su An'an didn't know if he was damaged by him, but he immediately understood the hidden meaning of "all aspects" he said.

Glancing at him angrily, hooligan, still the cold Shen Juncheng from before makes people miss him.

With a happy smile on the corner of Shen Juncheng's lips, he rubbed her palm and said strangely, "So I used to be like this in your eyes."

Su Anan stammered, "otherwise, you don't know what your temper was at that time."

People pretend to be so gentle in front of people, but when people look at her from behind, they despise her. "

Don't think she can't feel it, at that time he definitely had the idea that as long as she was restless, he would kill her.

That undisguised hostility made her shy away.

Shen Juncheng listened to her complaints, and for a moment he remembered how the two of them met for the first time.

At that time, she was dressed in a bright red wedding dress, skillful and dignified, and on the wedding night, she still sat in the bridal room in a regular manner, without deceiving him, she took off her hijab at will.

She was not wrong in her words and demeanor, and was quite different from what he was investigating. At that time, he believed that she was a disguise, with all kinds of temptations and a cold attitude.

I do have that kind of thinking, there is no explanation for this, just admit the mistake honestly.

Song Xingyuan's fellow said, don't argue with a woman, you'll be done with anger, or you will be troubled.