LIGHTNOVELONLINE Chapter 35 Nightmare
Speaking of bedding, she thought of Sang Cheng. Although she knew that he and Qiao Jinshu lived in the same house, she still had to ask clearly, so she shouted into the room: "Is Sang Cheng sleeping?"
Sang Cheng was on the lower bunk, and he lit candles and rushed to make other people's bedding. In addition, he was always a transparent person in this family, and he never thought that his wife would take the initiative to call him.
He ran out without caring about anything else and quickly reached Song Tingran's side.
"Come in."
Song Tingran walked into the main room. Sang Cheng hesitated for a moment and finally followed in. Qiao Jinshu, who was staring at the door of the side room, was a little sulky.
Wen Li persuaded: "Xiao Qi, you just came back today. You must be exhausted. Go to bed and rest quickly."
In fact, Qiao Jinshu was either angry or jealous. His wife clearly said that no one would sleep with him, so he immediately called Sang Cheng over.
"Okay, I'll go to sleep right away."
As soon as he put one hand on the wooden ladder, he saw Wen Ci holding a beautiful porcelain vase and wiping it on the scar given to Wen Li. He asked curiously: "What is this?"
"This is a scar removal ointment. I've only been using it for two or three days, but I don't know if it can remove the scars I have since childhood."
Qiao Jinshu stood there a little at a loss. He felt that his wife had changed a lot. Seeing him like this, Wen Li knew that this little guy was overly concerned.
Although Wen Li and Wen Ci are only half a year older than Qiao Jinshu, they don't have as good conditions as him, so they still cherish the present.
"Xiao Qi, my wife is very kind to everyone. You see, your parents are here today, and my wife pays more attention to them."
Qiao Jinshu recalled it and suddenly became happy and said, "Yes, the wife is a very good person. Wen Li, don't worry, the scar on your face will definitely heal."
He also patted Wen Li on the shoulder. This look amused Wen Ci, who never liked to laugh.
On the other side, Sang Cheng stood nervously in the room. Seeing him like this, Song Tingran knew that he had always beaten him in the past, which had left a shadow on him. He asked in the gentlest tone in his life: "Sang Cheng, how about making a new bedding?" , why did you tell the second elder of the Qiao family that it was specially given to Jin Shu?"
Sang Cheng knelt down directly.
Kneel down.
"Master Wife, I was wrong. I shouldn't have made my own decisions. Just hit me."
Is there still such a demand? Song Tingran couldn't agree, so she quickly helped him up and could feel his body trembling.
Sang Cheng is the weakest one in the family. His parents died when he was young, and he was disliked by his relatives. He couldn't marry because he was too thin, so he was kicked out of the house before he was born, and he has been begging for food in Ping'an Town.
"Sang Cheng, I will never hit you again. I called you here just to ask why. Don't be afraid."
Sang Cheng raised his head and spoke after a while: "Because I know you like Xiao Qi very much and you always played with him in the past. I want to help you stay."
This reason was something Song Tingran never expected. She looked at Sang Cheng with some confusion and asked, "Are you just doing it for me?"
"Yes, I will always remember that night. I was about to starve to death. It was my wife who gave me food, so I survived. No matter what my wife wanted to do, I would follow him unconditionally. Even if he beat me to death, I would I won’t leave either.”
Sang Cheng was usually submissive, but his words today were firm-eyed and determined to join the party.
Unexpectedly, the original owner's inadvertence created such a fate, but it can be seen that Sang Cheng's gratitude is very strong, but it is not love.
"I understand, thank you Sang Cheng, but you are the same as everyone else, don't wrong yourself, you can say whatever you think."
"Also, eat more food and take good care of yourself. When the calves and lambs at home grow up, I will boil milk for you every day."
Sang Cheng looked at Song Tingran in surprise, then plucked up the courage to take out a handkerchief and handed it to her with both hands.
"This is a handkerchief sewn from scraps, so that when I sweat, I can wipe it on it. I didn't waste it, it's the leftovers."
Song Tingran took it and the stitches were very dense. She also felt that it was inconvenient to wipe the sweat with her sleeves, but this was a great relief. It directly solved her urgent need.
"I love so much."
Sang Cheng also had a look of joy on his face, and he smiled so innocently that Song Tingran couldn't help but want to say a few more words.
"Have you already made it in a hurry, but you are too embarrassed to give it to me? Just give it to me directly next time. I like everything you give me."
Sang Cheng didn't say a word and ran out in a panic. Song Tingran put down the handkerchief and wondered, is she that scary?
No matter, close the door and go to sleep.
That night, Song Tingran slept soundly and was really tired, but Sang Cheng stayed awake almost all night.
Early the next morning, Shi Yan followed Song Tingran's instructions and asked her to get up. She was a person who would persevere when she made up her mind, and she felt very happy when she got up.
It was found that Xiao Yuchen and Qiao Jinshu were feeding cattle, sheep, chickens and ducks, while Wen Ci and Wen Li were making breakfast.
Such an orderly life is what Song Tingran dreams of, but what about Sang Cheng?
Shi Yan filled her with face wash and tested the water temperature. It was just right. Song Tingran looked around as if he was looking for something.
"My wife, what are you looking for?"
"Ah, didn't you see Sang Cheng?"
Shi Yan looked around, and Sang Cheng was always worry-free. He also looked around, and finally found that he hadn't gotten up yet.
Shi Yan climbed up and told him to get up, but he swallowed it down because Sang Cheng's face was full of tears and he was mumbling something, as if he was possessed by an evil spirit.
"what happened?"
Shi Yan couldn't describe it, so he just stepped back and said, "My wife, go up and see for yourself."
Song Tingran's heart was pounding. Could it be that what he said last night scared him? This courage was smaller than the eye of a needle. She glanced at it, and when she looked back, she and Shi Yan both had question marks on their faces.
According to her modern experience, this is most likely the legendary "ghost on the bed", a nightmare from which she cannot wake up.
"Sang Cheng, it's time to eat."
Song Tingran pushed his shoulder gently, and Sang Cheng snorted. She continued to push, and he shed more tears and muttered.
She simply leaned closer to listen.
"No, don't, drive me away."
"This...was left to...me by my parents, mine."
"Woooooo."
Sang Cheng suddenly woke up, opened his eyes, and looked at Song Tingran at close range.
"what!"
Sang Cheng yelled and sat up. If Song Tingran hadn't dodged quickly, both of them would have been hit badly.
Sang Cheng covered his heart and kept breathing. He looked so scared that he didn't even notice the tears on his face.
Wen Ci and Wen Li were making breakfast in the kitchen next door. Naturally, they heard the scream and ran over without even putting down the spoon.
"It's okay, it's okay. Maybe it was a nightmare. Is breakfast ready?"