I became the villain's deceased wife

"A Tian, ​​why do you eat so little? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

At the Xie family, Mrs. Liu watched as Song Tian only ate half a bowl of rice, and contrary to her usual politeness and elegance, she only took small bites of it.

I feel a little worried.

Song Tian put down the bowl and grinned embarrassedly:

"Mom, I was tired from work this afternoon, and when I passed by the bun shop, I couldn't help but buy two and ate them."

Mo Bai didn't let her mention it to anyone, probably because he had some difficulties.

And she was also afraid that it would bring disaster upon herself.

Liu heaved a sigh of relief:

"Hey, I thought it was nothing! You are really hard-working outside. If you are hungry in the future, just eat in advance. Mom can cook for us at home!"

Haoer’s back stiffened and he shouted in his heart, “No!”

Song Tian saw through his little thoughts and touched his face with amusement:

"It's okay, Mom. I'll come back and make it. If you have time, help me wash the noodles. I can make the cold noodles faster when I come back."

Liu felt a little ashamed, but when she heard that she could be of use again, she quickly agreed:

"Okay, I'll leave it to you."

Song Tian really couldn't eat anymore, so she put down her bowl and chopsticks, and looked curiously at Xie Yunzhe who was sitting silently beside her.

She came back late today and thought Xie Yunzhe would be suspicious, but he came back even later than her.

He seemed to be in a bad mood, with a gloomy face since he entered the house. He took off the robe he wore in the morning and stuffed it under the bed.

"Did your visit to the county town today go wrong?"

she asked tentatively.

I feel that Xie Yunzhe's gloomy look is similar to Mo Bai's extremely low mood.

I'm afraid I've encountered some difficulties again.

Xie Yunzhe put down his chopsticks with some difficulty, looking ashamed.

"I thought I could find a good job today, so that my wife can relax a little, but..."

He folded his hands and grasped the fabric on his legs:

“I’m going to disappoint everyone!”

Song Tian was stunned for a moment, then smiled:

"Hey, I thought it was a big deal!"

Seeing Xie Yunzhe's expression, she thought he was being bullied.

"Even if you do nothing, I can still support you now!"

She waved her arms generously.

Then he thought that saying this might hurt Xie Yunzhe's self-esteem, so he reached out and patted his shoulder:

"My husband did so well in his studies before, he will definitely be able to study hard and take the imperial examination in the future. Even though he is in a desperate situation now, he should not be discouraged by such a small matter."

Liu's heart was stabbed and she reminded:

"A Tian, ​​we are a family of criminals. Yunzhe is not qualified to take the imperial examination."

Song Tian didn't care:

"There are always unexpected things. When you were in trouble and came to seek refuge with your relatives, did you ever think that you would marry a good daughter-in-law like me?"

She held her face in her hands and acted coquettishly without any shame.

Liu smiled and nodded in agreement:

"makes sense."

At that time, her whole heart was with the master, and the Xie family turned their backs on her. She and her two children had no life experience at all, and they couldn't even cook a meal...

But now, she and Hao'er have survived the disaster, and the family is living well thanks to Song Tian's small stall. Although their home is a little simple, they are still happy.

"So, as the saying goes, a blessing in disguise. My husband will definitely be able to become the top scorer in the imperial examination in the future!"

She had witnessed it with her own eyes.

"Well, mother believes that A Tian is the lucky star of our family. If you say he can do it, then he will definitely do it!"

Liu happily picked up a large piece of meat and put it into Song Tian's bowl.

Then he rolled his eyes at Xie Yunzhe:

"You have to work hard and don't let Tian down!"

Xie Yunzhe: …

What he needs now is comfort, not encouragement!

"As a husband, I must work hard!"

But after this commotion, he was indeed in a much better mood, and the mess he had encountered today also faded a little.

He picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of meat for Song Tian.

Song Tian looked at the two greasy pieces of fat in front of him with a bitter expression.

She really couldn't eat anymore!

……

The next day, Song Tian went to the stall to sell cold noodles as usual. Because she wasted time yesterday afternoon and didn't prepare much in the evening, she wanted to finish early today so that she could cook for Lin Si.

Xie Yunzhe took out his bamboo green robe from under the bed and folded it neatly. After all, it was bought for him by Song Tian.

Then he put on his daily shorts and prepared to go to work.

Haoer's injury has healed and he will take Xianfeng out to play.

Then I got to know some kids from tenant farmers' families and we got along pretty well.

After Liu finished breakfast and cleared the dishes, she helped Song Tian knead the dough and wash the noodles.

"Mom, you don't need to prepare too much. The weather is hot now. If you can't sell it, it will go bad the next day."

Now that she had taken over Lin Si's job, she didn't have to work so hard selling things, not to mention that Liu's illness had not yet fully recovered.

"Okay, Mom knows. I'll just wash the ones you prepared and leave the rest alone."

Liu agreed with a smile.

She knew that Song Tian was thinking about her, and she felt even more grateful to this daughter-in-law.

Song Tian came to the vegetable market carrying a load on his shoulder.

Her cold noodles are delicious, she is pretty and talkative, and her products are sold out very quickly.

Uncle Tieshan can only envy:

"Girl, your business is getting better and better, unlike me..." He smiled bitterly and looked at his ironware stall, which had been sitting there for such a long time but no one was interested in it.

"Uncle, if you want to learn, I can teach you the skill of making cold noodles, and we can sell them together!"

Nowadays, the supply exceeds the demand every day, so she is not afraid of losing her business.

Wang Tieshan quickly shook his head;

"Forget it, I don't have your ability, and you still need to make money."

Although he didn't make much from selling ironware, it was enough to make a living. Moreover, he had his eldest son's channels, so his profit would be slightly higher than that of his peers.

Song Tian just mentioned it casually, and seeing that he had no opinion, she didn't force him, so she packed up her things and prepared to leave.

"Hey, this little sister-in-law!"

Someone called out to her.

Song Tian took a look and saw that it was a shy little girl, who looked to be about thirteen or fourteen years old and not yet of marriageable age.

"Girl, I've sold out all the goods for today. If you want to eat, come back tomorrow."

She thought she was here to buy cold noodles.

Her cold noodles have been selling well recently. There are always some well-dressed people coming to her, saying that they are ladies from wealthy families who want to eat them. She is no longer surprised by this.

“I’m not buying cold noodles.”

The little girl tugged at the corner of her clothes, feeling quite shy.

"I want to ask, where did you buy the scarf on your head?"

Song Tian touched the handkerchief on her head. Recently, Liu had embroidered several more for her, with different patterns and colors.

The one she wore today had a tan linen base, embroidered with a lotus emerging from the water and a vivid red dragonfly perched on it.

"This is not something I bought, but something my mother embroidered for me."

She is also quite proud.

No wonder the little girl came to ask, Liu’s embroidery skills are indeed good.

"Then... can you please help me embroider something? I will definitely pay you a lot!"

It turned out that the girl was already engaged and was going to embroider her wedding dress.

Song Tian refused without even thinking:

"My mother is not in good health and can't embroider something that big."

She doesn't need that little money now.

Seeing that she was about to leave, the little girl hurried forward to stop her:

"Please be flexible, sister-in-law. I really don't know how to embroider. If you can't help me, I can ask her to teach me. I can do it!"

It’s not that she can’t embroider, it’s just that her embroidery is not as good as Liu’s.

A girl will only get married once in her life, and she doesn't want to settle.

"That's it!"

It seems not impossible.

"I have to go back and ask my mother first."