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

After Wen Shutang returned to the house, she saw Xiao Ze was still asleep and did not disturb him. In the current situation, she could not have too much contact with other people. It would be bad if she brought the virus to them. After all, there were old, weak, women and children in the house. Their resistance was too low, and it would be too dangerous for them to get sick.

Wen Shutang tiptoed to the table and lay there for the night.

When the sky brightened the next day, Xiao Ze slowly opened his eyes and turned around to see Wen Shutang sleeping on the table.

He was slightly stunned, his heart inexplicably softened, and he pursed his lips, not knowing how to describe how he felt at the moment.

Did she stay here all night? He had been sick before, but he didn't want to worry his father, so he always got through it by himself. It seemed that he hadn't felt cared for for a long time.

Not to mention that there were people who stayed up all night for him when he was sick.

Xiao Ze looked at Wen Shutang unconsciously, his eyes tinged with a bit of dependence. Since his mother passed away, he has never felt delicate love again.

But now Wen Shutang gave him the feeling that he was the one for whom he was meant to be, and Xiao Ze actually felt a little complicated.

Wen Shutang raised his head and turned to the other side. He wanted to continue sleeping but was awakened by the pain in his neck.

She hissed softly, sat up straight and rubbed her sore neck. It was really uncomfortable to sleep in the same position all night.

Wen Shutang turned his head and found that Xiao Ze had woken up. He stood up, walked to his side, put his palm on his forehead to check the temperature, and it was still a little hot.

"Are you hungry? I'll take you back to town after breakfast. We'll live alone in town. There are many children at home and they are weak. It would be bad if they get sick. Do you think it's okay, Aze?" Wen Shutang asked for his opinion in a low voice.

Xiao Ze knew the seriousness of the matter and nodded sensibly: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

"Good boy, drink some water first."

Wen Shutang smiled, turned around, poured him a glass of water and handed it to him.

Breakfast was still brought by Xiao Yizhuo. He stood at the door and looked at Wen Shutang, who seemed to have not had a good rest.

"Did you not sleep well last night?"

"No, Aze's symptoms are not too obvious now, just a little sore throat and fever." Wen Shutang took the breakfast.

Xiao Yizhuo lowered his voice: "I'll let Muzhu and Mubai go to the town with you. They will protect you."

Wen Shutang didn't know who Mu Bai was, and had never seen him before. Judging from his name, he should be one of the Twelve Guards of Shadow Pavilion like Mu Zhu and Mu Xia.

"Okay, I put some rice, flour, and some vegetables that don't spoil easily in the small warehouse at the back. Don't let me go out to buy vegetables these days. There are also some masks, protective clothing, and alcohol in the small warehouse. If you have to go out on weekdays, you must wear a mask and carry a bottle of alcohol for disinfection. I will teach you how to use it later."

Wen Shutang instructed Xiao Yizhuo carefully, demonstrated to him how to use alcohol, and explained the uses of masks and protective clothing.

Xiao Yizhuo listened carefully and wrote down all of Wen Shutang's words silently, especially looking at the bottle of pungent liquid in her hand a few more times.

"it is good."

After breakfast, Wen Shutang took Xiao Ze on a carriage and left Da'an Village.

They left while Liu Sufen was washing dishes to avoid making her worry.

Xiao Ye and Xiao Wan stood beside Xiao Yizhuo and watched the carriage go away.

Xiao Wan murmured softly, somewhat reluctantly: "Why didn't Mom take us home? I wonder how Big Brother is doing."

Xiao Ye was also staring at the carriage going away. Although he was worried, he did not forget to comfort his sister.

"It's okay. Brother, mom is with you. Don't worry. Brother will be back when he recovers."

Listening to the two children's words, Xiao Yizhuo pursed his lips, bent down and picked up Xiao Wan, his voice was unusually gentle: "Don't worry, Aze and your mother will be fine, you can just stay at your grandparents' house for the next few days, okay?"

Xiao Wan hesitated: "But is it really okay not to go to Master?"

"It's okay. Your mother will tell Mr. Xue when she goes to town. Wan'er, just live here with peace of mind." Xiao Yizhuo explained patiently.

After hearing this, Xiao Wan finally felt relieved.

Xiao Ye was naturally very happy when he heard that he didn't have to go to the academy. It just so happened that he hadn't memorized the article that the teacher asked him to recite yet, so he didn't have to worry about it.

The happiness on his face was so obvious that Xiao Yizhuo could tell at a glance what he was happy about. He glanced at him and spoke lightly.

"I will test your homework every morning."

Hearing this, Xiao Ye, who was originally happy, suddenly fell silent and responded listlessly.

When Liu Sufen finished cleaning the kitchen and was about to call Wen Shutang and Xiao Ze, she was told that they had already left for the town.

"Mother-in-law, my wife has taken Aze to the town for medical treatment. They will probably have to stay in the town for the next few days." Xiao Yizhuo explained clearly and concisely.

Hearing this, Liu Sufen was only slightly surprised for a moment, and said angrily: "This child, why did you leave without saying hello? I thought Xiao Qiuer was too tired to take care of Aze last night and hasn't woken up yet."

She didn't say anything else and turned around to do her own work.

Xiao Yizhuo raised his head and glanced at Wen Ruizhou who was standing at the door of the house. The two of them looked at each other and nodded slightly.

Wen Shutang and Xiao Ze got on the carriage and met Muzhu and Mubai.

Mu Zhu clasped his fists and saluted respectfully: "I greet the Madam. The Young Master ordered the two of us to protect the Madam and the Young Master."

Wen Shutang nodded and his eyes fell on a young boy standing beside him.

Noticing Wen Shutang's gaze, the young man nodded slightly without much expression, and it seemed that he didn't take Wen Shutang too seriously.

"Madam, this is Mu Bai, also one of the twelve secret guards of Shadow Pavilion. He is good at poison and medicine." Mu Zhu explained while winking at Mu Bai, indicating that he should be more respectful to Madam.

Mu Bai didn't care about Mu Zhu's eyes. He only obeyed the young master and came here today only because of the young master's order.

He doesn't acknowledge her as any lady. If anyone wants him, Mu Bai, to be respectful to her, not everyone is qualified to do so.

Wen Shutang naturally noticed the two people's little movements, but she did not have any other expression on her face.

She glanced at the young man, a faint smile appeared on her lips, and she spoke softly.

"You look no more than eighteen or nineteen years old, but you are actually over twenty-five. I would like to kindly remind you that if you use too much talcum powder in Changchun Powder, your face will rot and you may get a terminal illness."

Wen Shutang's voice was light, but it had a great impact on Mu Bai. He instantly widened his eyes and looked at Wen Shutang. His originally calm expression now turned into surprise.

"You! How did you know I was using Changchun Powder? You just met me."