Old Mrs. Wen looked at it and felt secretly tired and lost. She got up and walked out, "It's getting late, let's go back to the house. I'll get up early tomorrow to go to the fields to harvest rice."

Song Nuan looked at Wen Chongzheng apologetically.

"It's okay! Just be happy." Wen Chong quietly held her hand under the table and shook his head gently.

Song Nuan curled her lips and smiled.

Li glared at them, pulled Boss Wen back to the house, and Bai also lowered his head and left.

"Let's go back to the house, too."

"good!"

The two left the main hall, and Song Nuan turned around and walked towards the kitchen, "I'll boil water to soak my grandmother's feet. The old man, soaking her feet before going to bed every night will help her sleep."

Wen Chongzheng nodded. She was filial and he didn't stop her.

"I'll go back to the house."

"good!"

Song Nuan went to the kitchen to boil water. As expected, only Bai Shi and Wen Yueru were cleaning up in the kitchen.

When Bai saw her coming in, he was a little restrained.

Wen Yueru and Song Nuan were already very familiar with each other. When they saw her coming in, they asked, "Second sister-in-law, do you want to boil water?"

Song Nuan nodded.

"Then wait a moment." Wen Yue quickly cleaned the bowls and chopsticks in the pot, added water and washed the pot twice, and then added clean water. "Second sister-in-law, you go back to the house to rest first. I will call you when the water is hot."

Song Nuan walked to the stove and sat down, "No! I'll wait here for a while."

Wen Yueru nodded and smiled with a bent lips.

Bai Shi was completely stunned when she saw their interactions over and over again.

When did this...begin, they got along so well?

When Song Nuan waited for the water to get the wooden basin, she went back to the house to get the wooden basin and brought a basin of water to Mrs. Wen's house. "Grandma, soak her feet in hot water before going to bed, which is good for the health."

Old Mrs. Wen was standing in front of the closet, not knowing what she was looking for. When she saw her coming in with water, she immediately smiled and walked to the table to sit down.

"Nannuan, you're here just in time!"

Song Nuan put down the wooden basin and squatted on the ground like that, looking up at Old Mrs. Wen, "Grandma, come on! I'll take off your shoes for you, soak your feet, and then take a break early."

Old Mrs. Wen looked down with a kind look on her face. She stretched out her hand and handed her something wrapped in a handkerchief, "Nannuan, this one is collected. You don't want the one tael of silver in the big room, it's too stupid. If you keep this, grandmother is useless, and it's just a little coffin book."

Song Nuan shook her head and didn't answer, "Grandmother, when people are old, they must have some money to protect themselves. I can't collect this. I didn't want one tael of silver from the big house, but didn't I ask for a separate income? This is worth more than one tael of silver. A little later, Chongzheng and I discussed it and wrote it out. At breakfast tomorrow, we signed the letter while the people were together."

Song Nuan grinned and smiled, "Nine days left, I will have a solution. Grandma wants to believe me. Not only can I repay the medicine money, but I will also make Chong Zhengxing feel good. He and I will be filial to grandma in the future."

The statement of separate income from each room was really important to her.

"The silver worth more than two taels is not a small amount." Old Mrs. Wen is not optimistic. No matter how big the change in Song Nuan is, she will not be able to turn stones into gold.

In this countryside, making money is not easy.

"I will find a way, but I'm not missing my arms and legs. Can living people still be suffocated to death by urine? I don't believe it. Besides, I, Song Nuan, are no longer the Song Nuan they used to be, and everything will be fine."

Song Nuan clenched her fists and said domineeringly.

Old Mrs. Wen sighed softly, "Okay! Listen to you, it's not enough, come and ask me quietly."

"Okay, if I really want to use it, I will definitely not be polite to my grandmother."

"You girl..."

Song Nuan blinked, "What's wrong with me?"

Old Mrs. Wen smiled and nodded her forehead, "Like it! Go! You go back to the house to rest. You and A Zheng are both injured on your head. I heard that you have returned from the herbs, so go and change the medicine."

Song Nuan nodded, "Okay! I will take the water out after my grandmother finished soaking her feet."

"Good boy."

When Song Nuan came out, Wen Yueru stood at the kitchen door and waved to her.

"Second sister-in-law."

"What's wrong?"

"There is still hot water in the pot, I'll guard it for you and your second brother." Wen Yueru smiled shyly.

"Thank you!" Song Nuan nodded and asked, "Where do family members take a bath?"

"Just use a basin to wipe it in your house."

Apply a touch?

Song Nuan instantly petrified. Is this too simple and rough?

"Is there a bathtub? The big one?"

When she looked at Wen Yueru, she regretted asking these questions in such a way. If people here don’t take a bath, how could they take a bath?

Apply a touch? Well, when she thought of the great summer days, she seemed to smell a sour smell of sweat immediately. At this time, she lost her affection for the hot water in the pot and went in and made a basin.

"Okay, you can use the rest."

I can take a basin into the house to clean the wounds. Take a bath? Let’s go to the river later, so that it can be called taking a bath.

After leaving the kitchen, she stood in the yard for a while before she returned to the house with hot water.

“The dressing has changed.”

Wen Chongzheng put down the book, looked up and asked, "What are your plans next?"

"Did you support me unconditionally?" Song Nuan asked without answering.

“In the range I can accept.”

"I'm really insincere." Song Nuan concluded.

This is a simulation, as if it was agreed, but in fact it didn't respond to anything.

"You talk first."

"You should go first."

The two of them fought directly. Song Nuan took over the medicine paste that had been beaten earlier. While removing the white cloth from his head, he said, "Don't worry! Sister can't let you sell your body. With such a handsome face, sister is reluctant to let others ruin it."

Uh? Wen Chongzheng's head was full of dark lines.

Can you still discuss serious matters?

Song Nuan didn't know that Wen Chong was urged to go wild, so she twisted the parchment and cleaned the wound, "If I sell you, I will feel like I'm going to be hunched by a pig. I can't bear to leave it."

She sighed straightforwardly again.

The cabbage was warded by the pig?

"Thank you for your self-knowledge." Wen Chongzheng smiled at the corner of his mouth.

His cabbage can only be robbed by her pig in this life.

Arch! Arch! How to Arch?

Wen Chong looked at her, and then he found that his eyes were facing her chest, and her chest was erect in his mind. Boom... His throat tightened, his nose became hot, and two heat currents surged.

He quickly covered his nose tightly and his face flushed.

He was bleeding...nosy.

He was just thinking about it. This is too... too unscrupulous.

He stood up and ran out.

Song Nuan held the cloth in one hand and scooped the medicinal paste with the other, turned around and looked at his panicked back in shock.

What's wrong with this?

After waiting in the house for a long time, Wen Chongzheng still didn't come back. Seeing that the time was almost done, Song Nuan picked up her clothes and walked towards the river with a few simple tools.

She will start making money tonight, and this idea will come up during the day.

"Song Nuan, where are you going?" Wen Chongzheng didn't go anywhere and just squatted at the gate. He wanted to blow the cool breeze, but he felt that the wind was stuffy.

He was about to go back when he saw Song Nuan pulling a torch and carrying something out.

"Let's go! Let's get the money."

Catch the silver?

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Ah Zheng, Taisho Tae, your thoughts are really impure.

Nose bleeding! It's yours, hahaha.
Chapter completed!