How could Wen Chongzheng not hear what Song Nuan meant? But there was no other food at home except this. If she didn't eat, she would have to be hungry.

Wild vegetables are wrapped around the belly, which is normal.

"Is there anything else to eat at home? If it really doesn't work, you can put a bowl of noodles and cook a bowl of porridge."

Faced with her surprised expression, Wen Chongzheng felt a little impatient, "Five days ago, the last stone of rice was given to you as a betrothal gift."

One stone of rice is used as a betrothal gift?

Song Nuan twitched the corners of her mouth and asked, "You'd better tell me first about your situation, right?"

What is this place?

Song Nuan wanted to scream a few times.

"You eat this first, and then talk about it after you finish it." Wen Chongzheng was also stubborn.

Song Nuan couldn't persuade him, and secondly, she was really hungry, so she had to finish a bowl of wild vegetables.

It was really bad. She thought it was just that there was no oil, but she ended up not even salt.

"I've finished eating, tell me."

Wen Chongzheng nodded, holding a bowl in his hand, and briefly talked about the period before and after the two got married. Song Nuan became less and less uncomfortable when she heard it, and finally got angry.

"You said that they would marry me if they were the first stone of rice?"

He was polite to say that he was married, but this was like exchanging her with a stone of rice.

"There is one or two silver dollars." Wen Chongzheng added coldly: "My family is only in that little property. Now it's clear and the autumn harvest will be in a few days. I want to eat porridge and wait for that time."

The greedy face of the Song family came to his mind again.

In the past, Song Nuan and Wen Han had already received a lot of benefits, but Old Master Wen was still there at that time and the situation at home was much better. Now, it is really incomparable to that time.

However, he proposed to marry Song Nuan himself. As long as he made this point, he would try his best to protect Song Nuan.

"Are you better now?"

Song Nuan didn't say anything, her mind was full of a stone of rice and a tael of silver.

She was severely hit, not because she married Wen Chongzheng, the sick cat, but because of her family's attitude towards her. She didn't treat her as a relative, so she sold her for this little thing.

"Are you okay?"

"I want to be quiet! Don't worry about me, I'll just lie down for a while." Song Nuan got on the bed and got into the quilt again.

No! She has to sort it out, her thoughts are so messy.

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Day 3.

Song Nuan finally couldn't stay in the room anymore. She had eaten wild vegetables for the past two days and her mouth turned white.

After leaving the room, she turned around and became familiar with the Wen family.

There were four rooms on the front row, she counted, with four rooms in the middle, four rooms on the east and west sides, and the kitchen was on the east side, and the yard was on the east side.

The blue brick house does not look very shabby, and it also has a vague feeling of a wealthy family, but she knows that this family is really poor.

You can see the patient's meal these two days.

"Oh... the new wife got up?" Li came out of the house, looked at Song Nuan up and down, and said in a strange voice: "This new wife really opened my eyes. When they entered the door, they were rushing to do things. You are good, beating people, and they dare to pretend to be sick and enjoy their happiness in bed."

Li felt angry when he thought that he had not been able to get good things from Song Nuan two days ago and suffered another hardship.

Not only did Old Mrs. Wen not only did not stand on the side of their mother and son, but she was also scolded. Thinking about it, she was so angry that she wanted to tear Song Nuan.

This Li family is really in a state of dissipation. If they don’t look for trouble for a day, they will feel uncomfortable all over.

Before leaving the room, Song Nuan told herself that as long as the other party was not too much, she would give Wen Chongzheng a face.

"Mom, who are you talking to?" Wen Yue'e came out of the room and looked at Song Nuan wearing Wen Chongzheng's short brown body, and couldn't help but get angry, "Song Nuan, why are you wearing my second brother's clothes?"

Wen Chong is the second among the grandchildren in this family, but he is actually Mrs. Wen's grandson. He lost his relatives since childhood and grew up under Mrs. Wen's knees.

To count it, he and Wen Yue'e are cousins.

The clothes were sewn by her. Although they were not good-looking, she was swelling with her fingers.

"I am his wife, isn't his one mine?" Song Nuan looked at Wen Yue'e as if she was about to eat her, and couldn't help but choke her.

This girl is very hostile to her.

Hostility from the rival of love.

She married in an old set of clothes and was taken to wash. She had no clothes to wear and was about to go out again, so she found Wen Chongzheng's short brown set in the closet.

She had just reached Wen Chongzheng's shoulders. Her clothes were too long. She rolled her sleeves and trousers for a few times before she could barely put them on her body.

Wen Yue'e was stimulated and glared at her, "Shameless little vixen."

When Song Nuan heard this, she laughed.

This is interesting. I am a new wife whom I am a formal marriage and has been married to and has been worshipped by the court. Why did she call her a vixen? Obviously, this girl likes Wen Chongzheng.

Song Nuan narrowed her eyes and smiled, "I look at you very much."

Wen Yue'e was stunned for a moment and didn't know how to come over.

It was not until Song Nuan entered the firewood house that she suddenly realized. Wen Yue'e snarled, rushed into the firewood house, took a wooden stick and beat Song Nuan.

"Die vixen, how dare you scold me?"

Song Nuan threw the big bamboo basket over and put it on Wen Yue'e's head, blocking her view for a moment. She was mixed with something and fell to the ground with a bang.

The corners of his mouth curled lightly, and Song Nuan sneered.

He dares to attack her behind his back.

It's really overestimating one's own abilities.

Mrs. Li heard a loud noise outside and asked outside, "Yue'er, what happened?"

"Mom, Song Nuan wants to kill me, come and save me." Wen Yue'e pounded the ground with both hands, and simply lay on the ground crying and shouting.

Li rushed in and saw this and immediately cursed, "Song Nuan, you little bastard, dare you beat my daughter? We haven't settled the previous accounts yet. Today, we just happened to settle the new and old accounts together. I will beat you to death today."

Wen Yue'e sat up, took the bamboo basket away, and pointed at Song Nuan angrily, "Mom, Song Nuan must have hated her elder brother for resigning, so she vented her anger on me. Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo w

Do you hate her elder brother for quitting?

What's the thing?

Song Nuan frowned fiercely, and Li swung his hoe and rushed over. She quickly took back her distracting thoughts, copied the wooden stick, and hid while hitting Li's thigh.

Hiss...

Li was beaten up and down, and was so painful that he was pumping the air conditioner.

Song Nuan was a military doctor in her previous life. In order to accompany the army, she learned various fighting skills since she was a child, and she was not just a joke. It is unlikely that a peasant woman wanted to get a bargain on her. But now she is too weak and dare not hit her in a clear place, so she takes a hard-to-talk position to beat her.

With a bang, the hoe was swung down and smashed a hole on the ground.

Li said viciously: "Yue'e, get up quickly! We'll deal with this little bastard today. Fortunately, your elder brother quit the marriage, otherwise I'll be in trouble if I get married like this thing."

Song Nuan listened to her mouth as she whispered a little bastard, her eyes glowing green.

In her previous life, she was an illegitimate daughter. Before entering the organization, she was often stabbed by others.

"Oh, okay." Wen Yue'e got up, found a shoulder pole, and the mother and daughter rushed Song Nuan to the corner of the wall. Someone came back outside, and Song Nuan's ears heard it.

Her eyes turned lightly, and she hit Wen Yue'e's legs while holding her head and running out with a loophole, "Ahhhh... don't hit me, don't hit me!"

Li was stunned and annoyed, and held up his hoe and chased him out.

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