Becoming the Villain's Discarded Wife

After staying at Shen's house for a while and making an appointment with two people to meet next time, Nanzhi and Shen Wenchen rushed home with their three children.

They were shopping along the way, and when they arrived at Lin's house, the three children already had a lot of things in their hands.

"Nannan, I'll come find you later."

Shen Wenchen sent the person home, but he didn't forget to say something before leaving.

Thinking of what happened last night, Nanzhi's cheeks turned red and she rolled her eyes at him before closing the courtyard door.

"Auntie, can we eat candied haws?"

Lin Jian put the things on the table and looked at her with big expectant eyes.

"Eat, you can only eat one bunch per person, we have to have dinner soon."

"Okay!"

Nanzhi went to the kitchen to cook, and Lin's father returned home with his two sons.

Seeing the things on the table and the three dolls eating candied haws with mouthfuls of syrup, Lin Yicheng was the first to look at his son.

"Zihan, what's going on, where is your aunt?"

"My aunt took us to buy this. My aunt is cooking."

Lin Zihan chuckled, half of the things on this table were food!

After the meal was ready, Nanzhi asked his father if he wanted to deliver food to his mother and the others. Father Lin shook his head.

"No, no, your mother-in-law and sister-in-law will cook something for themselves."

"What kind of food are grandma and sister-in-law selling?"

Nanzhi was a little curious.

After all, all she knows are noodle stalls, and the ones that are more popular are wontons and the like.

But these food stalls should not be so prosperous at night.

"Just cook some noodles, dumplings and stuff."

"Group meal?"

Nanzhi was stunned.

What is a group meal?

Why hasn't she heard of it?

"I don't understand it either. It was my sister-in-law who figured it out. It's because of the group food that the business of the small stall got better."

As Father Lin was eating, he recalled the time when he first arrived in Yancheng.

Although Lin Fu is helping, we can't rely on him all the time. Such a big family can't just rely on the remaining black faces.

Later, the old woman saw that most of the people selling food on the street were women, so she made herself a cart that could be pushed. The three of them, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, started to do business.

He took his two sons out to do some casual work. Later, someone took a fancy to the car, and he began to take them to do carpentry work.

From the beginning, they took on some small jobs. Later, when his son-in-law became the city lord, he bought them a shop and let them open a carpentry shop.

He was originally a dead horse and became a live doctor. After all, he had wanted to hand over his carpentry skills to his two sons when they were young.

As a result, the two gangsters would rather go to the hunter's house in the mountains to learn hunting than move a piece of wood.

Who would have thought that the two of them could be so talented?

After only studying for more than three months, I learned most of my craft.

The carpenter shop business is gradually improving.

My old lady began to worry.

The family's snack stall did not do well at the beginning. At most, after deducting the principal, the business could only earn about fifty yuan.

There are too many people doing business in Yancheng City. Just walking on a street can encounter seven or eight stalls selling noodles.

Later, it was the group meal that the boss suddenly made available, which made the family's business boom.

As soon as he thought of this, Father Lin began to recall. When he finally remembered about eating, there was only a pile of empty plates left on the table.

"Goodbye, grandpa~"

Lin Jian ate slowly. Seeing that his grandfather had come to his senses, he was afraid that he would not be able to eat him, so he hurriedly took the last bit of rice in the bowl and put it into his mouth.

Then he put down the bowls and chopsticks and ran towards the backyard.

Because everyone is busy on weekdays, cooking and cleaning up the dishes every day have become a turn.

Whoever gets home first gets to cook. If you don't want to cook, you go to the food stall to eat. The one who finishes the meal last is the one who washes the dishes.

Lin Jian usually washes the dishes seven out of ten times because of his procrastination in eating. Today, it was rare that his grandpa was the last one. The little guy got off the table and went to play happily.

It’s rare that I don’t wash the dishes myself today!

He is going to play with the wooden sword that his uncle bought!

Who knew that he had just taken two steps and was dragged out by Lin Zihan before he even stepped into the house.

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He opened his mouth to ask him what he was doing, but saw Lin Zihan raise his hand and make a shushing gesture.

Pulling the person to the study, he said: "Auntie finally came back, please let your brother and aunt talk to each other."

Lin Jian nodded, feeling a little greedy when he thought of the small wooden sword he had hidden in the house.

"Okay, okay, have you mastered the lessons assigned by Master Du?"

Lin Zihan glanced at his younger brother and just wanted to play all day long. He was not afraid of being slapped on the palm by his master after his vacation was over!

In the room, Shen Zhiyu clung to Nanzhi, as if he wanted to make up for all the time taken up by his father this afternoon.

"Auntie, do you want some water?"

"Auntie, do you want to eat cakes?"

"Auntie, are you cold?"

"Aunt..."

After experiencing eight out of ten sentences from the little guy, Nanzhi felt that his temples were a little swollen.

"Jade."

"Um?"

Hearing A Niang calling him, Shen Zhiyu immediately became energetic.

"Don't worry Zhiyu, Aniang will never leave Zhiyu again."

Taking the little guy into her arms, Nanzhi sighed slightly.

"Um."

The little guy buried his head in his grandma's arms, and his voice sounded a little dull now.

"I just, just miss my mother-in-law so much. Don't be annoyed by her."

"I know Zhiyu misses grandma, and grandma also misses our Zhiyu, and grandma won't find it annoying to Zhiyu."

Patting the little guy's shoulder gently, the tip of Nanzhi's nose felt a little sore.

She missed another two years when Zhiyu grew up.

"Auntie, tell me a story, okay?"

"good."

Nanzhi nodded in agreement and began to tell the story of Sun Wukong beating the Bone Demon three times. Before the story was finished, the little guy had already fallen into a deep sleep, but his little hands were tightly holding Nanzhi's sleeves, unwilling to let go.

Looking at the tears on his little face, Nanzhi's heart clenched and ached.

Zhiyu is always so well-behaved, not like a doll.

After covering him with a quilt, Nanzhi tiptoed out of the house, for fear of waking him up.

Seeing Nanzhi coming out through the window, Lin Jian almost jumped up as soon as he put the book down.

When his aunt comes out, he can go back to the house and play!

Looking at his younger brother's appearance, Lin Zihan curled his lips. He had tried his best. If he got slapped on the palm when he returned to school, it would be none of his business.

It was a bit cold at night, so Nanzhi wrapped herself in a coat and sat at the table, leaning on her hands to watch the stars.

The stars are shining brightly and it is a very beautiful sight.

Suddenly, he saw a person jumping across the roof like a big flying white mouse, which almost scared Nanzhi to death.

After realizing that it was a person, Nanzhi felt something was wrong. A tall man like Shen Wenchen shouldn't look so insignificant.

"Sister Nanzhi?"

The young man is still dressed in white, and his appearance has not changed at all in the past two years.

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