I became the villain's deceased wife

After returning home in the afternoon, Song Tian prepared the goods to be sold the next day as usual.

Firstly, he didn't want to make Liu and Xie Yunzhe worry.

Secondly, she was also hoping for the best. What if today was just bad luck and Niu Er didn’t come tomorrow?

Anyway, she has been setting up a stall in the vegetable market for a long time, but this is the first time she has encountered the so-called "market supervision".

"Sister Tian, ​​this is the invitation to my engagement party. You and Master must come!"

Cheng Shuangshuang sent her a red wedding invitation with excitement on her face.

"Oh, it seems that you are very satisfied with your future son-in-law?"

Song Tian took the wedding invitation and read it. It said that on May 28, Cheng's daughter Shuangshuang and He's son Wenyu would hold an engagement party at the Cheng family's ancestral home, inviting all relatives and friends to come...

Cheng Shuangshuang's eyes lit up:

"That day, I tried it with Sister Tian's method. When he saw me drop my handkerchief, he didn't help pick it up. Instead, he shouted to remind me that as a woman, I shouldn't be alone with a man outside of my family. He advised me to leave early."

Song Tian nodded:

"He seems to be a man of upright character."

Then he glanced at Cheng Shuangshuang from the side.

"I'm afraid this He Wenyu is also very good-looking?"

Otherwise, why would the girl's cheeks turn red and she look drunk when she talked about him?

Cheng Shuangshuang blushed with shame:

"Tian... How did Sister Tian know?"

Song Tian laughed secretly, isn't this obvious enough?

"However, no matter how handsome he is, he is not as handsome as Brother Xie. Sister Tian, ​​how did you marry Brother Xie?

"My parents both say that he is handsome and a rare talent. Although he is in trouble now, gold will always shine. They say that he will be very successful in the future!"

Somehow, Song Tian felt a little uncomfortable when she heard a girl praising Xie Yunzhe for his good looks.

She didn't want to talk about this at all.

"I have received the invitation. You still need to learn embroidery. My mother has been waiting for you for a long time."

The next morning, she went to the vegetable market as usual, carrying her load on her shoulder, but found something strange.

Uncle Tieshan, who usually comes to set up his stall without fail, didn't come today.

"His son had an accident yesterday. The furnace in the blacksmith shop exploded and burned most of his leg. Brother Wang took his son to find a doctor!"

The auntie at the next stall explained enthusiastically.

This is so unfortunate!

Thinking of the helplessness when Haoer was injured, I wondered if Uncle Tieshan’s money was enough.

Just when I was about to go to his house after selling the things, I saw a man walking towards me from the opposite side.

Niu Er, who came to cause trouble yesterday, is here again.

"Why, yesterday's lesson wasn't enough, you still dare to set up a stall today!"

As he said this, he raised his leg and kicked over Song Tian's carrying pole!

"you……!"

Song Tian was furious, but the two Niu brothers were tall and strong, and she, a weak woman, was no match for them.

And judging from the look on his face that indicated he deserved a beating, he was probably trying to anger Song Tian so that he could give her a good beating.

"Market Supervisor, huh? I'm going to go to the county government office and ask if the Market Supervisor has the right to kick other people's stalls at will!"

She tried to suppress her anger and spoke as calmly as possible.

Niu Er was not afraid at all, he crossed his arms and acted like he could do nothing to me:

"Go ahead and ask if you have the guts. But I have to remind you that the county government is not a place for ordinary people like you to go. If you barge in, you will be punished with fifteen beatings!"

This is also the reason why he dares to be so arrogant.

When Song Tian was a child, he always heard this sentence when he accompanied his grandmother to listen to storytelling: The gate of the yamen faces south, and if you don’t have money, don’t come in.

In ancient times, bureaucracy was particularly serious. Officials in the court did not care about the livelihoods of ordinary people at all. Even a small county magistrate could easily crush a group of civilians.

At a time like this, it would be inappropriate for Song Tian to go against the government officials.

She silently cleaned up the sesame paste for the cold noodles that was scattered all over the floor, and left with her load on her shoulder.

Niu Er was quite proud and shouted at her back:

"If you know what's best for you, never set up a stall again, or I'll make sure you leave alive but never come back alive!"

The people who were setting up stalls nearby looked at the arrogant Niu Er, but they dared not say anything.

They knew that this person was deliberately targeting Song Tian, ​​but as they were also people who made a living by setting up stalls, they couldn't help but feel sympathy for each other.

This time, he was intercepted before he even set up his stall. Song Tian really didn't know where to go.

She strolled around the streets of the town carrying her load on her back. Only half of today's goods were kicked down by Niu Er, but there were still some good ones. She wondered if she could sell the rest by going from street to street.

The weather is hot now, and if you don’t sell it quickly it will go bad soon.

But just after turning two corners, I saw a commotion ahead, and a group of people gathered at the door of a store to watch the excitement.

Song Tian walked over curiously to take a look, and found that the person being surrounded was actually Wang Tieshan!

"Dear doctors, please be merciful. My son was scalded by molten iron. He will die if he is not treated. I beg you, an old man!"

Uncle Tieshan, who is nearly fifty years old, had tear marks on his face. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the clerk in the drug store opposite without caring about his image. From time to time, he looked back at his son who was lying on a straw mat with burns all over his body.

Song Tian then noticed that the shop that was surrounded was a family clinic called "Ci Ren Tang".

But what they did was not "merciful" at all. Several young guys blocked the door of the store with an impatient look on their faces:

"Go away, go away. Why are you still seeing a doctor if you can't afford the money?

Save some energy to go back and make a good coffin for your son, don't waste time here!"

Having said that, he turned around and went back to the store.

Uncle Tieshan had no choice but to hug one of the guys' legs:

"Doctor, doctor, I beg you, this is my only child..."

The guy turned around and kicked Uncle Tieshan impatiently, and he fell to the ground.

"Get lost! If you continue to pester me, don't blame me for being rude."

"Uncle Tieshan!"

Song Tian quickly put down his carrying pole and walked forward to help Wang Tieshan up.

When I looked up again, the staff from Ciren Hall had already dispersed the crowd and went back to the pharmacy.

"Girl Tian, ​​it's you!"

Uncle Tieshan's face was filled with panic, and it took him a long time to react.

"what's up?"

Song Tian looked at the young man lying unconscious on the straw mat. He looked somewhat like Uncle Tieshan, but his lips were pale and his face was flushed, and it was obvious that he had a high fever.

Looking at his exposed legs, they were bloody and had several burns.

"My son Suozhu had an accident yesterday. His legs were scalded by the molten iron. I took him to the clinic, but many doctors said they couldn't cure him. They told me to try the largest clinic in town, Ciren Hall.

But the doctor here asked me for 200 taels for the consultation fee, and I couldn’t afford it, so I was kicked out! ”

Uncle Tieshan stood up tremblingly with the help of Song Tian, ​​his body still shaking.

Song Tian thought for a moment:

"Uncle, have you been to Jishengtang in the east end of the town? My brother and mother-in-law were both treated there when they were injured before. The doctors there are pretty good."

Uncle Tieshan shook his head with a bitter look on his face:

"I haven't been there. Even if I did, the price of medicine is so high nowadays. I'm afraid I can't afford it."

He looked at his eldest son with resentment. Could it be that the two of them really couldn't get through this situation?

Song Tian advised him:

"I think the doctor's fees there are reasonable. Whether it works or not, we should give it a try. We can't just watch Brother Wang suffer like this."

After all, it’s a human life!

Although Uncle Tieshan was pessimistic, he was reluctant to give up his son. He finally listened to Song Tian's advice and took his son to Jishengtang.

Song Tian was worried, so he found a wonton stall to leave his carrying pole at and followed them.