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

After hearing Qingniang's words, Wen Shutang immediately refused. After all, she was afraid that Zhao Fuqiu would discover Xiao Yizhuo's identity, so how could she risk having dinner with her?

"No, no, Fengzhen is far from my home, and I have to find a place to stay before sunset today. Let's wait until next time. If we have a chance to meet again, we can have dinner together."

After hearing Wen Shutang say this, Qingniang couldn't say anything more even if she was reluctant. She could only look at Wen Shutang helplessly.

"Miss Wen, this is so sudden. I am really at a loss as to what to do."

Wen Shutang smiled and waved his hands: "It's okay, Qingniang, you are a good person, thank you for your care these days."

"How can I say it's not about taking care of you? I should thank you for helping me a lot. No matter what, you and Miss Zhao are my benefactors. There is no way I can accept this money. You should take it back quickly. The journey is long, so you can buy some snacks for the children." Qing Niang said as she pushed the cloth bag that Wen Shutang had just placed on the counter back. She looked at Wen Shutang with a firm face.

"Let's put things first. We can't just live here for nothing these days, Qingniang, just accept it. Aren't you going to the capital city in a few days? How can you do that without some money?" Wen Shutang frowned slightly.

Hearing Wen Shutang's words, Qingniang smiled and said, "Of course I have money, don't worry, I have saved a lot of money in the past two years of running the inn."

"That's your own savings, and it's different from my rent. Just accept it. If you don't accept it, it will be difficult for me to do my job." Wen Shutang pushed the silver to Qingniang's hand, his tone not allowing for refusal.

Qing Niang looked helplessly at the cloth bag on the table and then looked up at Wen Shutang: "How can I feel embarrassed about this? You helped me, and now you want to give me money. I am really ashamed."

"What's the big deal? Okay, don't refuse. It's almost time. I have to take the kids to eat something and then leave." Wen Shutang did not take back the cloth bag. Instead, he smiled and put his arm around Xiao Wan's shoulders and said.

Speaking of food, Qingniang seemed to suddenly think of something.

"Wait a moment." After she said that, she hurriedly ran to the back.

Not long after, Qingniang came out from behind with an oil-paper bag in her arms and stuffed the thing into Wen Shutang's arms.

"This is the bun I made myself. Wan'er said she wanted to eat it last time. I made it today. You can take it with you on the way."

Seeing Wen Shutang about to speak, Qingniang quickly added, "Hey, don't refuse again. It's just a few buns. You won't refuse them, right? Besides, these are not for you, but for Wan'er."

Qingniang's gaze fell on the little girl standing next to Wen Shutang, and her eyes softened.

Since Qingniang said so, Wen Shutang couldn't refuse and nodded with a faint smile.

"Thank you very much, Wan'er, go and say thank you to your aunt."

Xiao Wan walked forward, put her hands behind her back and looked up at Qing Niang, and said in a baby voice: "Thank you, auntie. Please don't be sad alone anymore."

Qingniang squatted down in front of Xiao Wan and said gently, "Thank you, Wan'er. Auntie won't be sad alone anymore. Wan'er, you have to be well too. If there is a chance in the future, Auntie will make buns for you."

"Yeah!" Xiao Wan nodded vigorously and smiled with her eyes curved.

Qingniang reached out and touched the top of her head, her eyes filled with indescribable tenderness and fondness.

Seeing the two of them getting along so harmoniously, Wen Shutang's lips curled up unconsciously. Her little daughter just wanted to be liked by someone. In just a few days, Qingniang had completely fallen in love with Xiao Wan.

"Okay, then we'll go first." Wen Shutang put his arm around Xiao Wan's shoulders and looked up at Qing Niang.

Qingniang nodded and said, "Well, be careful on the road, and we must have dinner together when we meet again in the future."

"Yes, for sure." Wen Shutang responded with a smile.

After saying goodbye to Qingniang, Wen Shutang led the children out of the gate of Tongyue Inn. Xiao Yizhuo had already prepared the carriage and was waiting for them not far from the inn.

When Xiao Yizhuo saw them coming out, he stood up and walked forward, picked up Xiao Wan and put her on the carriage. Xiao Ze and Xiao Ye climbed up by themselves without Xiao Yizhuo's help.

After helping Wen Shutang get into the carriage and sit down, Xiao Yizhuo also protected Xiao Wan and sat in the front, tightened the reins, and the carriage slowly moved.

Xiao Wan had completely adapted to the feeling of sitting outside, and with Xiao Yizhuo protecting her outside, Wen Shutang was not too worried.

She let down the curtain of the carriage and chatted with Xiao Ze and Xiao Ye inside.

Xiao Yizhuo protected Xiao Wan and sat outside, looking intently at the road ahead.

Suddenly, a very impressive carriage came from the opposite direction. Xiao Yizhuo frowned slightly and turned his head to the side to prevent the people in the opposite carriage from seeing his face clearly.

After all, the Zhao brothers and sisters were also in Fengzhen. It would be bad if they really met them. His wife and children were sitting in the carriage, so Xiao Yizhuo had to take it seriously.

The two carriages passed each other quickly. The window of the carriage was open, and the man sitting inside inadvertently glanced at Xiao Yizhuo's profile. He was slightly stunned, then leaned out of the window and stared at the receding figure.

Zhao Linhe frowned tightly. The figure of that person just now gave her a very familiar feeling. She always felt as if she had seen him somewhere, but the carriage just now flashed by too quickly and she didn't have time to see it clearly before it passed.

Zhao Fuqiu, who was sitting next to him, was startled by his big move, and then asked in confusion: "Brother, what are you looking at? Why are you leaning out? It's very dangerous."

Hearing his sister's voice, Zhao Linhe pursed his lips and sat back in his seat: "Nothing."

He must have seen it wrong. That person should be dead by now. Besides, there was a little girl with him just now. He remembered that the man had no children.

So he must have been wrong. Zhao Linhe shook his head to suppress the thoughts in his mind, and turned to look at his sister.

"You said that Mr. Qu's wife is in an inn in Fengzhen?"

"Yes." Zhao Fuqiu nodded.

Her and Lian Ye's strange answers yesterday still aroused her eldest brother's suspicion, and their secret trip out of the house was still told by the gossipy servant.

After Zhao Linhe's interrogation, Zhao Fuqiu told him everything about Qu Jie asking her to deliver a letter to Qingniang.

Zhao Linhe was a little surprised when he first heard about this. He didn't know that Qu Jie had privately asked his sister to do such a thing.