On the wedding day, I was broken off, so I remarried his uncle

On the other side, Zhao Shun completed the task assigned by the old lady and went back happily to report.

Zhao Shun stood in the hall and told the young lady that Song Xile had promised to come over tomorrow to treat her.

Wang was in a good mood and waved her hand for him to go down and claim his reward.

Zhao Shun bowed and thanked him, but did not leave.

The old lady was not one who liked to listen to gossip, so he hesitated whether to report to her what had just happened.

Wang naturally saw Zhao Shun's hesitation, "But is there anything else?"

Zhao Shun no longer hesitated and told the old lady about the conflict that occurred at the village entrance.

Wang frowned, "It seems that this little Song is having a hard time in the Chen family!"

He also thought of the secret competition between his family and the Chen family over the years.

The two families were not on good terms to begin with, and now they wanted to ask her to treat their daughter-in-law, which was a bit embarrassing for her!

Wang thought that the other person was still injured.

He ordered, "Although we are in the same village, one is at the head of the village and the other is at the tail. It would be bad to make her tired on the journey. You should drive a donkey cart to pick her up tomorrow morning!"

Zhao Shun bowed in response and then walked out.

Mr. Zhao strolled around the village and showed off his fat grandson.

He walked into the main room happily, with his hands behind his back and humming a little tune.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw my wife sitting there with a serious look on her face.

Mr. Zhao asked hurriedly: "What's wrong with Jinbao?"

That’s right, Jinbao is the nickname of Mr. Zhao’s grandson.

In Mr. Zhao's heart, his precious grandson was very precious, so he gave him the nickname Jinbao.

At this time, a newborn baby is usually given a nickname first, and only when he or she is able to stand on his or her own feet will he or she be given a real name!

Wang glared at her old man in anger, "What are you talking about?"

Mr. Zhao didn't care when his wife glared at him. He touched his nose awkwardly and hurriedly admitted his mistake: "I was wrong. Then what happened to make you look so sad?"

"Hey, I'm not sure about this, and I don't know if it's right to ask that little Song to treat my daughter-in-law!"

"How do you say this?"

Wang then told him what had just happened.

"Little Song must be being watched by her mother-in-law right now. It would be bad for her to attract too much attention at this time!"

Although Wang cared about her daughter-in-law, she didn't want to cause trouble for others. Besides, the child was having a hard time already!

Mr. Zhao looked down upon the old couple of the Chen family.

He comforted her, "That Liu is not someone who is easy to get along with. Instead of being humiliated and bullied in that family, she might as well get a divorce and live alone. This way, Song can go out more and make friends with the villagers, which will only be good for her!"

Wang was enlightened by her husband, and it seemed to make sense.

After being comforted by her husband, Wang felt more at ease, and the old couple went to see their precious grandson together.

The old couple has a very good relationship.

Wang had been infertile for many years, but Mr. Zhao never thought of taking a concubine.

Instead, he took his wife to visit famous doctors. Perhaps his persistence paid off, and when he was nearly 40, he finally had a son, Zhao Shen.

Mr. Zhao was naturally very happy.

The year Zhao Shen was born, Mr. Zhao took out most of the family's grain and distributed it to the poor people nearby.

Therefore, in Xixi Village, Mr. Zhao has a better reputation than Mr. Chen.

Since the Zhao family made their fortune here, their land holdings are naturally more substantial than those of the later-coming Chen family.

Although there is nothing going on between the two families on the surface, there is a hint of competition between them secretly!

As the saying goes, there can't be two tigers in one mountain.

Although Mr. Chen is a latecomer, he is also an ambitious man.

He felt that the Chen family had a far better future than the Zhao family. There were scholars in his family who would become officials in the future!

On the other hand, the Zhao family, Zhao Shen is just the son inheriting his father's business, and the end can be seen at a glance.

In Mr. Zhao's eyes, the Chen family has a bad family tradition and has not yet really become successful, with one illegitimate son after another.

Even though this person seems to be making money now, who knows if he can keep it in the future?

Therefore, the two of them tried to outdo each other and looked down on each other.

Song Xile, who was boiling medicine in the kitchen at this time, was naturally unaware of the discussions outside.

The steaming hot air made her nose itchy, and she couldn't help sneezing a few times.

"Xile, let's put the medicine on the small clay stove first. Let's eat first?" Chen Yunyou called.

"Just eat it here. You can watch the medicine."

Chen Yunyou nodded and readily placed the food on the small table in the kitchen.

The dinner for the two was also simple, with porridge, an egg per person, some flatbread, and the side dish was the pickled radish that Xile brought from her mother's home.

Song Xile picked up the bowl and said, "Next time we go back to the county town, we'll buy some other seasonings, and we'll also need to buy some more bowls and dishes for the kitchen!"

Although Chen Yunyou didn't say anything, he listened very carefully and took all of his wife's requests to heart.

Whenever Song Xile asked him for his opinion, he just nodded.

He liked listening to her chattering about planning their lives together, and he felt extremely at ease in his heart.

After the meal, Song Xile wanted to clean up the dishes, but Chen Yunyou snatched them away.

She smiled and teased, "Would you?"

Chen Yunyou nodded affirmatively, "I have been doing this since I was a child. When I was hungry while reading at night, I would cook something to eat."

Then, as if thinking of something funny, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, "At that time, I didn't know how to use flint very well, and I sat in this kitchen busy for most of the day in the middle of the night!"

Song Xile was curious, "Did you light a fire later?"

Chen Yunyou nodded, then shook his head. "At that time, I didn't know that to light a fire, I needed to first ignite the flammable straw. It was a waste of effort to just keep adding fuel to the fire."

Song Xile felt at ease when he said that, but she herself felt an indescribable bitterness in her heart.

She thought about her past self, when she used to study until late at night and her parents never prepared snacks or midnight snacks for her.

If she was hungry and there were leftovers from the night before, she would eat rice soaked in boiled water. If there were no leftovers, she would just starve.

But when I got to my younger brother's house, my mother not only stayed up late with him, but also prepared whatever fruits and midnight snacks he wanted to eat.

She couldn't understand. She had been working so hard and studying so diligently, but could her parents be so partial to her just because she was a daughter and would get married in the future?

When she saw the thin boy busy washing dishes in front of the stove, her heart suddenly tightened.

No matter how well you do, the feeling of always being ignored, neglected, and not being cared for is so suffocating!

So she eventually ran away from that home.

And the boy in front of her seemed to be living a worse life than her.

Even though her parents disliked her, they never really wanted to persecute her.

But the young man in front of him seemed to have been unappreciated since he was born, and there was always malice around him!