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

Wen Shutang walked forward, pushed through the crowd and entered the yard: "What are you doing? Why are you all gathered at my door?"

When the villagers saw Wen Shutang coming back, they consciously made way for him. Wen Shutang saw Xu Chunhua and Tian Yan standing in the middle of the yard. Next to them stood a middle-aged man smoking a pipe.

Xu Chunhua spoke first: "Tang, you're back."

Wen Shutang frowned and looked at her. This woman always had bad intentions.

"What do you mean?"

Xu Chunhua had a smile on her face, but the smile didn't reach her eyes: "We all know that you made a lot of money selling tofu in town, so we came here to congratulate you."

Tian Yan looked at Wen Shutang with deep disdain in her eyes. Although she was stopped by Cui Qiuhong when he came to her house to make a scene last time, she still hated Wen Shutang from the bottom of her heart.

She glanced at Wen Shutang and said in a sarcastic tone, "He's a wealthy man now, how can he still care about us villagers?"

Wen Shutang didn't even look at her: "Just leave after congratulating her."

Seeing that she ignored her, Tian Yan gritted her teeth, glared at Wen Shutang and stopped talking.

Xu Chunhua was not angry. She continued, "Actually, we came here for another matter. Let the village chief tell you."

Wen Shutang's gaze fell on the middle-aged man who had been silent. This man was Zhang Dahe, the village chief of Da'an Village.

Zhang Dahe glanced at the three children wearing new clothes behind Wen Shutang, and a hint of greed flashed in his eyes.

"Shutang, you grew up under my watch, so I won't beat around the bush with you about some things."

He took a puff of his cigarette and continued, "Now that you've made a lot of money, shouldn't you also think about the villagers? Everyone is more or less related to you. Look at how well your children are dressed now. The material must be expensive. Our Da'an Village has always been a poor village. Now that you have a way to make money, why not hand it over so that everyone can make some money together."

The eyes of the onlookers lit up when they heard that they could make money. They also saw the nice clothes the three children were wearing and felt a little jealous.

Suddenly, whispers were heard all around, and most people agreed with the village chief's statement. They wanted Wen Shutang to hand over the tofu recipe so that everyone could make money together.

Wen Shutang understood everything Zhang Dahe said. This group of people were jealous of the money she made from selling tofu in the town, but they blatantly forced her to hand over the tofu recipe. It was a bit disrespectful to her.

Is Wen Shutang so easy to control?

"Uncle Zhang, you are joking. I didn't make any money. I even went to the government office just for selling tofu."

The people in this place are most taboo about being involved in matters related to the government office. Sure enough, everyone's faces changed when they heard it, and Zhang Dahe also stared at her with some suspicion.

But Wen Shutang looked frank, without a trace of guilt, and he was a little undecided.

"Uncle Zhang, if you don't believe me, you can go to town and ask anyone if someone smashed my tofu stand a few days ago."

Zhang Dahe turned to look at Tian Yan and Xu Chunhua. "What's going on? Didn't you two say she made a fortune? Why is there a lawsuit involved?"

It was only after listening to Xu Chunhua's description that Tian Yan believed that Wen Shutang's family was wealthy, and only then did she agree to go with her to call the village chief to force them to hand over the prescription. She had no idea there was such a government office.

Seeing that both of them were looking at her, Xu Chunhua immediately shouted, "She's lying! Although she went to the government office, she went to court because two big restaurants in town were fighting over a tofu recipe. And I saw with my own eyes at the gate of the government office the young master of Zhaixing Restaurant talking to her about wanting to cooperate! I saw it with my own eyes, how could it be fake? And look at what those three kids in her family are wearing, they don't look cheap at all, how can ordinary people afford it?"

The look she gave Wen Shutang seemed to be poisoned. She had seen Song Zhoubai speak kindly to Wen Shutang while hiding behind a tree that day. They were both village women, so why could Wen Shutang be favored by the restaurant owner?

After she said this, Zhang Dahe and Tian Yan no longer had any doubts.

Zhang Dahe snorted coldly and turned to look at Wen Shutang: "You are such a selfish girl. The village has kept you for so long, and now you are not willing to hand over even a prescription. You are such an ungrateful person."

Wen Shutang was so angry that she almost laughed. It turned out that Xu Chunhua was waiting for her here. There should be a limit to shamelessness. She was calculating so loudly that the beads were about to fall on her face.

Wen Shutang didn't like the feeling of being forced. They just wanted to get a piece of the pie, but she just didn't want them to get their wish.

She chuckled and looked up at Zhang Dahe, still neither humble nor arrogant.

"Uncle Zhang, what you said is not right. I cannot bear the fact that my parents gave birth to me and raised me like this. Besides, I worked hard to research this tofu recipe. You want me to hand it over just because you want to give back to the village. Isn't that too much to ask?"

"What do you mean? Without the village, where would your parents have a place to stay, and where would you be? You don't have to hand over the tofu recipe, but you have to give each villager five taels of silver as a thank you." Zhang Dahe looked as if it was a matter of course.

Wen Shutang laughed directly this time: "Some people are really like that. The older they get, the more shameless they become. Calling you uncle is polite, not to give you a slap in the face. If you want to get money from me, Uncle Zhang, you'd better go back to sleep. You can dream of anything. Don't even mention five taels of silver. You can even dream of fifteen taels."

"You!" Zhang Dahe's eyes widened with anger. He didn't expect Wen Shutang to dare to talk to him like that.

"You little bastard, how can you talk like that?"

"That's what you say. You come to me and ask for money just by talking. I'm not doing disaster relief." Wen Shutang looked at him coldly.

Not all the villagers watching agreed with the village chief's approach. Cui Qiuhong was the first to stand up in the crowd.

"Village chief, I also think you've gone too far this time. Why should you give away the money that others have earned for no reason?"

Zhang Dahe glared at her fiercely and said, "If you don't want it, shut up."

Aunt Sun, who had been listening nearby, was also a little angry: "Village Chief, you are going too far. You have to ask for five taels of silver?"

Zhang Dahe didn't care what they said: "Alright, alright, stop arguing with me. If Chunhua hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known that there was a wealthy family in our village. Anyway, since you are in Da'an Village, you have to listen to me, the village chief. Either hand over the prescription today, or give me the money."

Before Wen Shutang could speak, a sharp female voice came.

"I wonder which shameless old man is begging for money here!"