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

Wen Shutang was not familiar with the name and frowned subconsciously. She knew Cui Qiuhong. She had met her once when she taught Tian Yan a lesson last time.

But as for Cui Qiuhong's husband Chen Rui, she really had no impression of him, let alone what kind of character this man was.

"Really? How is he?"

"He's a very honest person. Last time the village was electing a village chief, he was only a few votes behind Zhang Dahe. This time, he was approved unanimously as the new village chief." Aunt Sun answered Wen Shutang's doubts with a smile.

"It's all thanks to you that we were able to get that bad guy Zhang Dahe to step down. Otherwise, who knows how long we would have been bullied."

Zhang Dahe usually relies on his position as the village chief to act arrogantly. The villagers have long been fed up with him, but there is nothing they can do. Now that he has fallen, everyone can't wait to elect a new village chief.

This was a blessing in disguise for Wen Shutang, as the villagers now have a better and better opinion of her.

Aunt Sun was very satisfied with this. She had long said that Wen Shutang was not as bad as the rumors said.

Don't judge a book by its cover, don't judge the ocean by its depth, and don't believe rumors easily.

Aunt Sun now has a good impression of Wen Shutang and speaks to him in a very gentle tone.

Wen Shutang just smiled faintly when she heard Aunt Sun's words, and didn't take it too seriously. After all, she couldn't let Zhang Dahe do something that would harm her interests.

As for what the villagers were thinking, she actually had no idea.

Aunt Sun gave all the vegetables in the basket to Wen Shutang.

"These are all vegetables grown in my own home. Although they are not worth much, they are at least a token of my appreciation. Please accept them, sister."

Wen Shutang originally wanted to refuse, but when he saw Aunt Sun's serious expression, he swallowed the words of rejection.

"Thank you, Auntie. I'll come to see you again in a few days."

"Hey, it's okay. Just do your thing. I'll go back first." Aunt Sun saw that she accepted it and then walked out with a smile.

Wen Shutang sent the people out of the yard and only walked back after watching Aunt Sun's figure disappear.

She rummaged through the basket and found that the roots of the vegetables inside were all covered with moist soil, and it looked like they had just been pulled out of the ground.

Aunt Sun is honest and simple, and she works very hard. The basket is full of vegetables, with almost no space left.

Wen Shutang was a little amused and confused. This aunt was too honest. It would take a long time to finish all these dishes.

The courtyard was very lively today. Not long after Aunt Sun left, another guest arrived.

The luxurious carriage parked at the gate of the farmyard looked out of place.

Wen Shutang knew who was coming at a glance. After all, who else could it be except the young master in such a luxurious place?

Song Zhoubai got out of the car and hurried into the yard. He immediately saw Wen Shutang sitting at the door.

A smile immediately appeared on Qingjun's face, and he walked to Wen Shutang with a happy tone.

"Why are you sitting here? I came to bring you something."

"What is this? I'm only interested in the silver."

"That's enough. I just came to give you some money."

Song Zhoubai waved to the servant next to him, and the servant immediately stepped forward and handed Wen Shutang two bulging cloth bags.

"This is the silver you deserve for the perfume, which is 50-50. The total is 524 taels. Please count it." Song Zhoubai did not have the airs of a young master at all. He was gradually becoming familiar with Wen Shutang.

He pulled a stool and sat down opposite Wen Shutang.

Wen Shutang took the two cloth bags and weighed them in his hands without opening them to count.

"I can still trust the character of the young master. It's only been a few days, and there are so many?"

Song Zhoubai seemed to have known that she would ask this, and there was a hint of pride on his face.

"I have promoted the perfume to the capital, and now all the noble ladies and ladies from various families are using it."

He suddenly thought of something and said excitedly, "Do you still have your new perfume? Shopkeeper Zhu wrote to me asking about this."

Wen Shutang shook his head and touched his abdomen helplessly: "There is no stock. Now I am injured and can't start work. Let's talk about it in a few days. Just take a holiday, boss."

Hearing her words, Song Zhoubai was stunned at first, then he followed her hand and looked towards her abdomen.

"Ah? What happened to you? Why are you hurt?"

Wen Shutang briefly explained to him the matter of Zhang Dahe.

Song Zhoubai was furious after hearing this: "Who is this person? He actually threatened a pregnant woman. It's so shameless. He even dared to hurt people. He must not be let off easily. I will talk to Uncle Liang when I get back. Don't worry, I will never let this kind of person out again."

After he finished speaking, a trace of fear appeared on his face again: "You are really brave. You actually dare to go to the cave alone. Are you not afraid of any accidents?"

"What can happen? At worst he'll die and I'll get hurt." Wen Shutang shrugged indifferently.

"That won't do. You are my cash cow now. If you get injured it will affect our business." Song Zhoubai shook his head in disagreement.

"He is indeed an evil profiteer." Wen Shutang sighed.

"You have also made some money, don't blame me, we are almost the same." Song Zhoubai was not annoyed, but spoke happily.

Song Zhoubai's eyes fell on her abdomen, and he asked tentatively: "How is the wound? It's not serious, right?"

"It's okay, it's not a big problem." Wen Shutang waved his hand.

Xiao Yizhuo saw this scene as soon as he walked in. The two of them got along well, and Wen Shutang had a faint smile on his face.

Xiao Yizhuo didn't know what was going on, and he felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

He deliberately threw the dry firewood on the ground, making a noise, and his tone was slightly cold.

"Isn't it cold sitting on the doorstep? The wound doesn't hurt anymore, right?"

These words were obviously directed at Wen Shutang, and she immediately realized that something was wrong with Xiao Yizhuo.

Her gaze fell on him and then shifted to Song Zhoubai who was still in a daze. She pursed her lips and smiled as if she suddenly understood something.

"I know, I know. I'll get up right away." He said as he stood up and brushed the dust off his butt.

Song Zhoubai also stood up. He didn't know why, but he felt that Wen Shutang's husband didn't seem to like him.

Today's main purpose was to deliver silver to Wen Shutang. Now that the mission was completed, he had no excuse to stay any longer.

After saying goodbye to the two people, he got on the carriage and left Da'an Village. On the way back to the town, he lifted the curtain and asked the servant next to him.

"Do you feel that Madam Wen's husband doesn't seem to like me?"

The servant glanced at him and whispered, "He must be jealous. Master, you are so handsome, he must feel a sense of crisis."

Hearing this answer, Song Zhou was stunned for a moment and then smiled: "It shouldn't be because of this. Her husband is a man of extraordinary temperament. How could he be unhappy because of such a small matter?"

After saying that, Song Zhoubai lowered the curtain and closed his eyes to rest in the carriage.

Wen Shutang stood up, walked around Xiao Yizhuo, and spoke with interest.

"Why did you give him the cold shoulder just now?"

"No." Xiao Yizhuo replied without even looking up while collecting firewood.

"Tsk, you're such a stubborn man. Never mind. I won't expose you." Wen Shutang raised his eyebrows and went to find Xiao Ye happily.