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

Wen Shutang stayed in bed for a while before getting up. He opened the door and walked into the yard. He saw that the table was already filled with food.

She was stunned for a moment and turned her head to look at the kitchen, only to see Xiao Yizhuo coming out of the kitchen. Wen Shutang immediately felt like she was facing a formidable enemy, after all, she had seen Xiao Yizhuo's amazing cooking skills.

Perhaps it was because Wen Shutang's surprised expression was too obvious, Xiao Yizhuo pursed his lips, with a barely perceptible awkwardness in his tone.

"Wan'er made the meal, don't worry, it's edible."

Hearing this, Wen Shutang breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it’s okay.

Seeing her expression of being pardoned, Xiao Yizhuo's face turned even darker.

Xiao Ye stood aside holding the bowl and looking at his father, and couldn't help but smile secretly.

Wen Shutang was just about to sit down when she turned her head to the east bedroom and found Xiao Ze walking towards her with a cane. She paused slightly, turned a corner and walked to Xiao Ze, standing beside him to protect his unstable body.

"Where did you get the cane?"

"Dad did it."

Hearing this, Wen Shutang looked at Xiao Yizhuo, only to find that he was also staring at her without blinking.

Their eyes met for a moment, then Wen Shutang withdrew his gaze and followed Xiao Ze to the table and sat down.

Xiao Ze put the crutch aside, and Wen Shutang then discovered that the crutch was carefully wrapped with several strips of cloth to prevent the splinters that had not been scraped clean from scratching Xiao Ze's hands.

She raised an eyebrow, she didn't expect this person to be so thoughtful.

Xiao Ye put the bowl and chopsticks on the table, and Xiao Wan happened to come over from the kitchen with a plate of juicy green vegetables.

"It's time to eat."

Wen Shutang looked down and saw two dishes on the table, simple stir-fried vegetables and stir-fried beans, and a bowl of white rice in front of each person.

Although the dishes were simple, they also exuded an alluring aroma. Compared to Xiao Yizhuo's charcoal-like food, Xiao Wan was already very impressive for being able to cook like this at such a young age.

She took a bite and found the taste just right, neither salty nor bland.

"delicious."

As soon as Wen Shutang finished speaking, he noticed that the somewhat nervous girl relaxed a lot.

Originally, Wen Shutang would never step into the kitchen, so all the meals at home were cooked by Xiao Wan. If there was anything that did not suit Wen Shutang's taste, Xiao Wan would inevitably beat him up.

Xiao Wan breathed a sigh of relief. Although her stepmother was not as scary as before, those bad memories had left an indelible mark in her heart. Now when she saw Wen Shutang, she would still subconsciously feel scared and nervous, just like now.

Everyone ate in silence during the meal, and Wen Shutang looked at Xiao Wan inconspicuously.

The little girl sat on a wooden stool, holding the bowl and eating quietly. Her round eyes made her look more delicate and lovely, but the tension that never dissipated in her eyes made her look a little unnatural.

Wen Shutang remembered the random task given to her by the space and found Xiao Wan's talent.

She thought carefully about the contents of the original book. Xiao Wan, the youngest daughter of the Xiao family, would eventually become a world-famous goddess who was both a doctor and a poisoner. Xiao Wan traveled around the mountains and rivers and lived her life freely and unrestrainedly.

Does that prove that her talent lies in studying medicine?

Wen Shutang bit her chopsticks and frowned. The task given by this space was too general, making her feel at a loss as to where to start.

She shook her head. There was no rush anyway. She would just observe for a while. Who knows, Xiao Wan might have more talents than just this.

In fact, Xiao Yizhuo had been observing Wen Shutang's expression. He saw her frowning in thought and then relaxing. Her expression was extremely rich.

He couldn't understand the woman in front of him anymore.

After dinner, Wen Shutang couldn't wait to run into the kitchen to check her tofu.

After moving the stones and wooden boards and lifting the gauze, a piece of white tofu was revealed.

Wen Shutang reached out and pressed the surface of the tofu, and indeed felt the springy texture.

She was a little excited, but when she bent down she smelled a sour smell, which gave her a bad feeling.

Wen Shutang immediately broke off a piece of tofu and put it in his mouth and took a sip. In addition to the faint fragrance of the beans, it indeed had a bit of sour taste.

What happened? Why is there such a distinct sour taste? She clearly has a good control over the ratio of vinegar to water.

Wen Shutang frowned, the sour taste in her mouth becoming more and more obvious. She carefully recalled the steps of mixing white vinegar water, and suddenly an idea flashed in her mind, and she remembered.

About 20 grams of white vinegar is used for one pound of beans, and one and a half bowls of water should be added to dilute the white vinegar. However, she seemed a little impatient at the time and only added less than one bowl of water.

No wonder the sour taste is so obvious now. Wen Shutang was a little speechless about his own carelessness. What happened? When did he become so clumsy?

It’s my first time making tofu and it seems like a bit of a failure.

Fortunately, this piece of sour tofu is not very big, so it shouldn't taste too sour when stewed.

Now that the weather is getting colder, some vegetables that need to be preserved are placed directly in the large vat in the yard. Wen Shutang also put tofu in it, planning to stew it tomorrow.

It was getting dark, and no one knew where Xiao Yizhuo had gone. She had just woken up and didn't want to lie in bed, so she thought of finding an open space to exercise. She couldn't always be so weak.

Wen Shutang turned and went to the small warehouse, intending to look inside to see if there was anything that could help her exercise.

Before she got closer, she noticed a small figure at the door of the small warehouse. With the help of the bright moonlight, Wen Shutang saw the black shadow clearly, and it turned out to be Xiao Wan.

Xiao Wan was squatting at the door of the small warehouse. She seemed to be holding something in her arms and muttering something. Wen Shutang couldn't help but walk a few steps closer before he could hear clearly what she was saying.

"Do you think mom has really changed for the better? She hasn't beaten me in the past few days and she even made delicious food for me."

Wen Shutang squinted his eyes and took a closer look. She was holding a snow-white rabbit in her arms. Rabbits are very afraid of people, but this white rabbit was particularly obedient and nestled in Xiao Wan's arms, its mouth bulging as if it was eating something.

Wen Shutang walked forward and coughed, which scared Xiao Wan so much that she turned around immediately and looked at Wen Shutang in panic, holding the rabbit tightly with her two little hands, as if she was afraid that Wen Shutang would hurt it.

"mother..."

"what are you doing?"

Xiao Wan bit her lip, her eyes were evasive, and her words were somewhat intermittent.

"This little rabbit was injured. I, I bandaged it."

Only then did Wen Shutang notice that there was a bloodstain on the rabbit's hind leg. Before she could say anything, Xiao Wan spoke nervously.

"Mom, don't be angry, I'll let it go now."

"How can it walk if it's injured? Let's keep it first. It won't be too late to let it go after the rabbit has recovered." Wen Shutang squatted down and touched the rabbit's ears. The white rabbit kicked its legs in resistance.

Hearing Wen Shutang say this, Xiao Wan's eyes suddenly lit up and her tone became a little excited.

"Really?! Can I have a bunny?"

"Sure, but Wan'er has to feed the little rabbit every day. Can she stick to it?"

Xiao Wan nodded fiercely: "I can do it."

"That's good. Ask your father to make a small cage for the little rabbit tomorrow. It's too late now. Go back to sleep." Wen Shutang's tone was gentle, and there was no expression on his face that would scare Xiao Wan.

Xiao Wan responded, smiled shyly, and walked towards the bedroom holding the rabbit.

Wen Shutang looked at Xiao Wan's back, wondering if it was her illusion, but Xiao Wan seemed to be able to make animals very close to her.