I became the villain's deceased wife

Xie Yunzhe sent Haoer to school first, and when he walked to Qiuchan Academy, he ran into an acquaintance.

There were not many people in the bookstore early in the morning. The owner Zhu Kang was talking to a man in a tile-blue scholar's robe in the store.

Xie Yunzhe walked into the house, and both of them looked over vigilantly.

"Fifth Uncle!

You...are here to buy books too?"

Xie Yunzhe saluted Xie Boyong with a slightly surprised look on his face.

Although this job was introduced by Fifth Uncle, he was rarely seen coming to the bookstore on weekdays.

Xie Yunzhe visited him once to express his gratitude, and when he saw that he sent his students to buy whatever he needed, he understood.

But I don’t quite understand how he knew the owner of Qiuchan Bookstore.

"Yun Zhe."

Xie Boyong stroked his beard, with a hint of evasion between his eyebrows.

“I came here mainly to see how you are doing here?

Just now, Shopkeeper Zhu said that you have been taking leave frequently recently, but... you feel that this job is not to your liking?"

Although he spoke with a warm expression, Xie Yunzhe still heard a hint of blame in his voice.

Quickly confess:

“My nephew dare not!

It’s just that the small shop run by my wife has encountered a lot of troubles recently.

My nephew just went to help out for a few days, and I promise I won't take leave casually again."

Xie Boyong nodded:

“Oh, it’s not that I don’t like it.

I thought I had good intentions but ended up doing something bad, so you didn't dare to speak out when you felt wronged."

Xie Yunzhe: …

This Fifth Uncle had indeed helped him a lot, but he spoke in a sarcastic tone, as if he had offended him in some way.

"My nephew doesn't dare!"

Xie Boyong smiled.

He turned around, clasped his fists to Manager Zhu, and left.

Xie Yunzhe respectfully watched him leave and then met Zhu Kang's green eyes.

This man is slightly fat, with a round face, a pair of small eyes that are bright, and he often has the usual businessman's fake smile.

"Master Xie, please don't think too much. I was just chatting with Brother Boyong about family matters, but I didn't mean to report you on purpose."

Although Xie Yunzhe took more leave, he cleared up all the accounts that he had not been able to settle in the past few years during these days.

Zhu Kang was still very satisfied with him.

"Manager Zhu is joking. It is true that Yunzhe missed too much work."

Xie Yunzhe's attitude was quite sincere.

He was very satisfied with his job and read a lot of books in his spare time.

I also discussed academic matters with the students I met and learned a lot. I don't want to lose this job for the time being.

Zhu Kang smiled and waved his hand, telling him not to mind.

"Although Zhu is stupid, he claims to be a pretty good judge of people. I can tell at a glance that Mr. Xie is not an ordinary person and will definitely achieve great things in the future."

He smiled flatteringly and walked up to pat Xie Yunzhe on the shoulder.

But Xie Yunzhe felt that there was something strange in the way he spoke, but he couldn't tell what was strange about it.

"Thank you for your kind words, shopkeeper!"

Xie Yunzhe quickly responded.

After Zhu Kang finished speaking, he left with a smile.

Qiu Feng, a clerk who was arranging the bookshelves, looked around, came over and asked in a low voice:

"Master Xie, have you offended that guest before?"

Xie Yunzhe was stunned:

"what?"

At this time, another clerk, Qiu Shuang, came from the backyard with a basin of water, ready to wipe the bookshelves in the store.

Qiu Feng quickly shut up alertly:

"It's nothing, you don't have to worry about it."

Qiu Shuang, who had just come in, glanced at him with a look of inquiry and reproach on her face.

The two assistants were servants bought by Manager Zhu and signed a contract to sell themselves.

On weekdays, Qiu Shuang is strong and Qiu Feng is timid. Xie Yunzhe often sees Qiu Shuang scolding Qiu Feng for trivial matters.

Zhu Kang only cared about whether they did their job well and often turned a blind eye to their little disputes.

This further encouraged Qiu Shuang's arrogance.

Xie Yunzhe is no longer surprised.

But after all, it's none of his business. As long as the two of them don't bother him, he doesn't bother to meddle in other people's affairs.

Seeing Qiu Feng walking away dejectedly, he thought Qiu Shuang was looking for another excuse to teach him a lesson, so he didn't take it to heart.

But what happened later made him realize that no one can really stay out of trouble when they are in the same environment.

If he had asked one more question that day, he wouldn't have almost fallen into an irretrievable situation!

However, this is all a story for another day.

Today, Xie Yunzhe finished his day's shift smoothly and got off work on time.

As soon as he went out, he saw the little beggar who had come to him yesterday coming again.

"Why, but what new moves have they made?"

Xie Yunzhe pulled him to the corner and asked.

The little beggar nodded:

"The woman surnamed Song sent someone to deliver a letter to the other woman and Niu Er, asking them to meet at Xiangming Pavilion at noon the day after tomorrow."

"Xiangming Pavilion?"

It sounds like the name of a teahouse, very suitable for conspiracy.

"Got it. Keep watching for me."

Xie Yunzhe took out another ounce of silver.

"Don't let anyone know about this, otherwise... you and I will both be imprisoned!"

It was obvious that the gang was going to take some action, and he would definitely not sit still and wait for death.

The consequences are still uncertain.

The little beggar happily took the silver and nodded politely:

"I understand, sir. Don't underestimate me because I am young. I have experienced a lot.

I know the rules of the underworld. Once you make your move, I will disappear from Fenglin County and go begging somewhere else to make sure you don’t have any worries! ”

Xie Yunzhe smiled grimly.

This young boy is really knowledgeable!

……

After seeing Mo Bai off, Song Tian lay on the bed for a while.

It wasn't until the sun set that I felt a little more energetic.

I got up, drank some porridge and ate two vegetarian buns, and I felt much better.

I got up and went to the yard to check on Pioneer.

The poor dog is still sleeping soundly.

I checked my breathing and heartbeat, and they were relatively stable.

Song Tian felt relieved.

I don’t know how much knockout drug Mo Bai put in. I wonder if the dog can bear it!

Seeing that it was getting late, she thought it was time to visit Lin Si next door.

So I took the money, went to the market, bought some fresh ingredients, and knocked on the door next door.

When Mo Bai saw that it was her, a barely perceptible smile appeared on his cold face, and he quickly let her in.

"Mrs. Song has come at the right time. The young master is starving."

Song Tian couldn't imagine Lin Si, who had always been cold and noble, holding his stomach and shouting that he was hungry.

She only saw him standing in the corridor. When he saw her enter the room, he smiled faintly:

"Madam Song, how are you?"

Song Tian went over with a smile:

"Mr. Lin, long time no see!

You look much better.”

Apart from being still thin, his entire mental state seemed like a completely different person since we first met.

At that time he was completely dead and looked depressed, but now he is full of energy and vitality!

Look at the row of flower stands behind him. The roses are gorgeous and the orchids are fragrant, and several pots of golden osmanthus are full of buds, ready to welcome the upcoming Mid-Autumn Festival in August.

Song Tian was a little surprised. Were these really the half-dead potted plants that she had helped save before?

“Fortunately, Madam Song gave me some pointers.

My flowers are growing pretty well!"

Lin Si noticed that she had been staring at the flower stand, and explained with a smile in his eyes.

Song Tian admired it very much:

"Mr. Lin the Fourth is a genius!

I just said a few words casually, it's not a hint."

She herself has never taken such good care of flowers...