Chapter 2 Murder Your Husband? Vegetable People Move Their Fingers!
Chapter 2 Murdering your husband? The vegetative finger moves!
Author: quiet flowers blossom
Chapter 2 Murdering your husband? The vegetative finger moves!
Jiang Fengrong stammered and asked: "You...you have given birth to a child? Why didn't you tell me when I met you on the road?"
Su Sa replied matter-of-factly: "Because you didn't ask."
Jiang Fengrong felt defeated.
"Fengrong, look, this is the person you are looking for!" Mr. Jiang said with hatred.
"Then you were married, right? Are you divorced now? You must make this clear. Bigamy is illegal." Jiang Fengrong said with a black line on his forehead.
"I'm never married, but what on earth are you here for? Aren't you here for a happy occasion? You love to listen to gossip and go to the paparazzi. I have no obligation to share my personal affairs with you. Unless the master says that only
Only virgins can bring happiness, so you really have to find someone else, and I can't help you." Su Sa became a little impatient.
The old couple from the Jiang family all had dark faces.
One muttered about the misfortune of his family, and the other muttered about what a sin he had committed.
Jiang Fengrong looked at the time and saw that it was already 11:57. There was really no time to hesitate.
So I hurriedly called the Shanghai Civil Affairs Bureau, which I had already greeted before, and reported the ID numbers of Su Sa and Jiang Si. The response was quick and they handled the marriage formalities remotely for the two before 12 o'clock.
It is absolutely confidential and no information can even be found online.
Of course, most people would not do this when getting married, but this is a matter for the Jiang family, so it is naturally a different matter.
Mr. and Mrs. Jiang looked at Su Sa. This woman who was a stranger 20 minutes ago has now become their daughter-in-law and the future mistress of the top family in Shanghai.
The feeling of a boat.
Now they just hope that the master's words will come true and that this happy flash wedding can give their son a new life.
"I'm taking the bride to see the groom. It's the bridal chamber tonight." Jiang Fengrong saw that her elder brother and sister-in-law were in a low mood, so she took Su Sa out of the hall.
"Butler, go check this woman's background." Mr. Jiang ordered.
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"My nephew is very handsome. He is very handsome. He is so handsome that women can't close their legs at first sight. You will know it when you see it later. Really, with your appearance, A-Sa, you are as good as me."
My nephew is a perfect match! If you marry someone else, your face will be ruined." Jiang Fengrong was like a saleswoman, trying hard to promote her nephew.
Fate is really a strange thing.
Jiang Fengrong had a strong feeling in her heart that the girl with a cold temperament in front of her was the one instructed by the master to save Jiang Si.
Although she was temporarily met on the street to replace Murong Xiao, she might be more suitable.
"Don't feel any psychological pressure. The master said that this matter of getting married is not only beneficial to my nephew's recovery, but also of great benefit to the girl he married. This is not to trick people into a pit of fire, but to forge a lasting relationship.
A blessed relationship is a win-win situation."
Jiang Fengrong continued to chatter: "So, you don't need to pay attention to my eldest brother and sister-in-law. After that kid wakes up, you two will get along well. Let me tell you, Xiaosi doesn't look cool on the outside, but he is actually very shy and doesn't know how to get along with girls.
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Su Sa was a little annoyed when she heard this: "If you don't know how to get along with girls, how can you give birth to a son? Did he donate sperm?"
One sentence made Aunt Jiang's mother feel like she was autistic, and Su Sa finally felt that her ears were clear.
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Jiang Fengrong led Su Sa to an inner room, and her footsteps could not help but become much lighter.
She was in a very sad mood.
Jiang Si!
What a perfect man!
He stood proudly on the top of the pyramid of power in Shanghai, scolding Fang Qiu, and looking down on all living beings!
Now he can only lie quietly on the bed, saying nothing, feeling neither joy nor sorrow, and has become a living dead.
How glorious it was in the past, how miserable it is now.
Jiang Fengrong, who was always cheerful, couldn't help but have red eyes.
She sincerely hoped that the girl beside her was really her nephew's destined lucky star.
Su Sa also quietly looked at the man lying on the bed, who was already her legal husband.
Jiang Fengrong didn't lie. This man was really handsome, with a noble temperament and extraordinary dignity.
Because he had been lying down for half a year, his face was a little thinner, but it looked more sharp and three-dimensional, like an ancient Greek sculpture.
This is a man who can go to an art academy to work as a sketch model and earn 2,000 yuan an hour just because of his face.
Of course, with his family background, he doesn't need to make money like this.
Hearing someone coming in, a little boy beside the bed turned his head.
He looked about three or four years old, and from the similarity in his facial features, he knew that he was Jiang Si's son.
Dad is already extremely handsome, but little Baozi can be said to be inhumanly handsome.
He concentrated all the advantages of Jiang Si's appearance, and then he excelled.
So even if the Jiang family goes bankrupt in the future, this child will not starve to death.
He wants to be a model and earn 20,000 an hour, right?
Su Sa thought silently in her heart.
Because of her own experience, she really doesn't like children.
But for some reason, Su Sa couldn't feel any resistance to the little boy named Jiang Qinglang in front of her.
Su Sa keenly noticed that the little boy looked at her with alertness and vigilance, and then continued to lower his head, drawing something unknown on the paper.
"Qinglang, this will be yours from now on -" Jiang Fengrong had just introduced this point when he was interrupted by Su Sa.
"Call me aunt, not all women are qualified to be called mom."
The word "mom" means affection and responsibility.
Su Sa didn't feel that she would be involved in too many emotions and responsibilities with the father and son.
She didn't want this little bun to have expectations of maternal love and then be deeply disappointed.
It's just like what I did before, from longing for family affection to indifference.
Qinglang seemed not to have heard what the two of them said, and continued to immerse herself in painting, as if they didn't exist.
Jiang Fengrong was a little embarrassed; "Qinglang has been introverted since he was a child and doesn't like to talk. Since his father's accident, he has not said a word. Please understand more."
"It's good not to talk, be quiet."
Su Sa walked to the bed and sat down next to Qinglang.
However, Jiang Fengrong felt a little awkward listening to Su Sa's words.
Is this because you dislike yourself for being too noisy?
So I could only keep my mouth shut.
But after a while, she still couldn't help but speak.
Because she suddenly discovered something very interesting.
Su Sa and Qing Lang were sitting side by side on the bed, one big and one small, silent, but they seemed so harmonious?
And her clear eyes are quite similar to Su Sa's.
They are all so clear and deep, like an invisible lake.
"Niece-in-law, I found that you and Qinglang look a bit like mother and son. This is fate, haha..."
Jiang Fengrong laughed, but received a frosty look from Su Sa: "You are not as humorous as you thought."
Jiang Fengrong wisely shut up again.
But she was a talkative person and always felt that she was redundant here, so she said she wanted to prepare things for the wedding night and slipped out.
There were only three people left in the room.
Two were sitting and one was lying down, no one said anything.
Su Sa continued to look at the sleeping man.
There are three reasons why she is willing to come to Jiang's house to celebrate the occasion.
First, she needs money.
Second, the other party is in a vegetative state, so it is destined that the marriage is only in the name of husband and wife, and does not require the reality of husband and wife.
There is nothing wrong with being a widow.
Su Sa has mysophobia, which is very important.
Thirdly, although she didn't believe in such nonsense as a lucky break, she felt that she might really be this man's savior.
After observing for a while, Su Sa reached out and held Jiang Si's hand outside the quilt.
This action startled the little bun.
He jumped up, the drawing paper in his hand spilled all over the floor, and the sketch pen pointed at Su Sa's eyebrows, like an aggressive little tiger.
Very serious, very cute, and very cute.
Su Sa knew that he was protecting his father in this way.
"I will not hurt your father, nor will I hurt you." Su Sa's voice sounded particularly pleasant in this silent environment.
"So don't be nervous. I want to save your father now. Don't you also want him to wake up soon?"
Following Su Sa's words, the wary look in Xiao Baozi's eyes slowly dissipated.
The pen in his hand was no longer pointed at Su Sa, but was held in the palm of his hand.
Big eyes stared at Su Sa's every move without blinking.
"So good."
A rare smile appeared on Su Sa's face, and she rubbed the little bun's fluffy hair with her other hand.
Little Baozi was not used to this kind of intimacy and ran away like a frightened rabbit, but he did not leave. Instead, he stood at the end of the bed, staring curiously at Su Sa's every move.
Su Sa closed her eyes and began to take Jiang Si's pulse seriously.
She had carefully observed it before and found that there were no external injuries on the man's body.
A pulse check showed no internal injuries.
On the way to Jiang's house, Jiang Fengrong said that everything was fine for Jiang Si half a year ago.
It suddenly became like this.
At that time, Su Sa judged that he might have been poisoned, but now his pulse is calm and there is no sign of poisoning.
It can be said that this is a very healthy man, except for being unable to wake up.
How is this going?
Su Sa fell into deep thought.
She had a needle bag with her and took out 28 gold needles as thin as ox hair.
Cuanzhu acupoint, Yuyao acupoint, Qingming acupoint, Sizhukong acupoint... Su Sa's "golden needle pricking acupoint" technique was skillful. In the blink of an eye, Jiang Si's body was covered with golden needles.
The little bun in the distance has his eyes wide open like a cartoon character in an anime.
Children are afraid of injections, and so is Qingliang.
But now he knew that he couldn't make any noise, so as not to affect the aunt's treatment of his father, so he covered his mouth tightly.
"Ah? What are you doing! Stop!"
Butler Jiang came in from the outside and was shocked when he saw this scene and couldn't help shouting.
At this time, Su Sa was inserting the last golden needle into Jiang Si's Fengchi point. Although someone suddenly made a sound, her hand was very steady without any trembling.
After finishing, he looked at Butler Jiang and said, "Those who are yelling are not as sensible as children."
Hearing Su Sa say this, a glimmer of light flashed in Xiao Baozi's eyes.
But Butler Jiang was anxious: "A woman like you is going to murder her husband on the first day she comes over? Come on, let's go find the master and his wife to judge!"
Su Sa was too lazy to talk to such people.
"Lead the way."
Butler Jiang led the way aggressively.
He felt that he had done a good job in protecting the Lord.
Little Baozi also followed Su Sa.
So no one noticed that the man on the bed moved his fingers slightly!