I am the stepmother of my son, and the little villain has changed into a little cotton-padded jacket

By the time the meal was over, almost all the food that had been prepared had been eaten up, with nothing left.

Song Zhoubai touched his stomach. He hadn't eaten so full for a long time. Although the dishes at home were different every day, none of them seemed to be as delicious as those cooked by Wen Shutang.

"Madam Wen's cooking skills are truly amazing. Even if she were in a restaurant, she would be a master chef."

Song Zhoubai's tone was full of admiration for Wen Shutang.

Wen Shutang raised his eyebrows. It seemed that the barbecue was really good and completely conquered the young master's stomach.

After waiting for a while, everyone started to clean up the dishes. Wen Shutang instructed Xiao Yizhuo to wash the stove, while he and Xiao Wan went to the kitchen to clean the oil stains on the wire and bamboo sticks, as they might be useful next time.

Song Zhoubai was a guest, so Wen Shutang naturally wouldn't let him do any work. He also didn't want to just sit on the stool and watch the family busying themselves, so he stood up and started strolling in the yard.

Although he had been here several times, he was always in a hurry and didn't even have time to take a close look at the furnishings in the yard.

Xiao Ye, who had some free time, naturally became his tour guide, leading Song Zhoubai around the yard, and explaining things to him as they came to different places, shaking his head.

Song Zhou looked at Xiao Ye with a smile. He was not a person who liked children, but he did not feel disgusted at all when he saw the three little kids from Wen Shutang's family.

He caught a glimpse of a large millstone in the corner of the yard. He walked to the front of the millstone and touched it, guessing that this should be what Wen Shutang usually used to make tofu.

Xiao Ye took Song Zhoubai to visit the small warehouse at the back. After they finished touring the yard, Xiao Ye pulled Song Zhoubai to sit on the threshold of the main house.

Song Zhoubai didn't despise him. He lifted up his luxurious brocade robe and sat down on the doorstep.

Xiao Ye had some liking for this uncle who was dressed elegantly. This uncle was not like those arrogant officials in the town. He was more approachable.

Xiao Ye pointed to the snow-covered mountain in the distance and said, "That is the highest mountain in the village. Sitting here, you can see the most beautiful scenery. If it is not snowing, you can see large areas of green."

Song Zhoubai looked in the direction of Xiao Ye's finger, and what came into view were rolling white peaks. Sitting here he could almost see the entire mountain range. He could even imagine the emerald green trees covered in snow.

"You're quite good at finding places." Song Zhoubai smiled and looked down at him.

Xiao Ye raised his head a little proudly: "This is what my elder brother told me. Before he went to the academy, he would accompany me to see the mountains every day."

"Are you on good terms with big brother?" Song Zhoubai suddenly asked.

"Of course, my eldest brother dotes on me the most. When he comes back from vacation, he will tell me many interesting things that happened in the academy. And he will give me delicious food. I like my eldest brother the most." Xiao Ye shook his head and recounted the good points of Xiao Ze in detail.

Hearing this, Song Zhoubai just smiled and said nothing more. He turned his head to look at the mountains in the distance, and his eyes suddenly showed a bit of gloom.

He also has brothers, but they are not as harmonious as Xiao Ye and his friends. Born into a wealthy family, he was destined to experience the intrigues in the mansion. Only by working hard to make himself stronger can he have a safe place in that wolf-like mansion.

What his brothers and sisters were thinking about was not how to maintain their precarious brotherly relationship, but how to get more money from him.

Things like brotherly love and respect for each other are destined not to happen to him.

Xiao Ye, who was sitting next to him, noticed that Song Zhoubai seemed to be in a low mood: "Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, I'm a little full and starting to feel sleepy." When Song Zhoubai heard Xiao Ye's voice, he suppressed the envy in his heart, turned his head and smiled, and said in a relaxed tone.

Xiao Ye frowned, "My elder brother said that if a person keeps too many things in his heart, he will get sick. When you are unhappy, just look at the mountains. There are many living things in the mountains, and they will help you get rid of your unhappiness."

Song Zhoubai was amused by Xiao Ye's childish remarks and reached out to touch his head.

He seemed to understand why he had no dislike for these three children; they had been taught so well by their parents.

After cleaning the wire and bamboo sticks, Wen Shutang and Xiao Wan came out of the kitchen and saw a man, one big and one small, sitting on the doorstep.

She raised her eyebrows. This young master was really down to earth. He had no airs at all. Anything on him could be exchanged for a few taels of silver. He didn't feel bad at all for letting his luxurious robe sit on the ground.

Xiao Yizhuo had also cleaned the iron stove and put the things back into the small warehouse.

"Everyone go and pack up, we'll set out for town soon." Wen Shutang wiped the water stains on his hands with a handkerchief.

When Xiao Ye heard that they were going to town, he immediately became excited. He stood up and ran back to his room to change his clothes.

Song Zhoubai was still sitting on the doorstep without getting up. He rested his hands on his knees with his head supported, and couldn't help sighing as he looked at the family.

In fact, the life of a simple peasant woman and her husband is also very good. The family lives a comfortable and natural life in harmony in the village.

Wen Shutang noticed his gaze and turned to look: "Why are you sighing there?"

"I'm a little envious of you." Song Zhoubai smacked his lips.

Wen Shutang rolled his eyes at him as if he had heard something strange: "Master Song, what are you doing? You have a fortune and yet you envy us ordinary people."

She really had reason to suspect that Song Zhoubai was in Versailles.

Song Zhoubai sighed: "You don't understand. Although I have a fortune, I don't have any fun at all. It's only after staying at your house for this afternoon that I feel like I'm really living."

Before Wen Shutang could say anything, Xiao Yizhuo on the side suddenly spoke.

"You've been alone for too long."

As he spoke, he walked forward and stood between Song Zhoubai and Wen Shutang, preventing them from looking at each other.

Wen Shutang also felt that this made sense. Song Zhoubai just felt lonely. If he had a partner, he would definitely not feel this melancholy.

"Why not ask the old lady in the village to find you a wife?" Wen Shutang laughed.

Song Zhoubai glanced at the couple who were singing in unison and snorted.

"It's not time for me yet. Let's talk about it later. Now I have to protect my huge fortune."

"That's fine. Now that we have money, we won't be short of a wife." Wen Shutang nodded in agreement.

While they were talking, the three children changed their clothes and walked out of the house.

"Okay, let's go."