How did finding a wife for the villain become giving away a husband?

Chapter 293 The Wooden Statue Has Spirit 32

I can't stay at Xie Anan's house forever, I have to leave as soon as possible.

Lin Wenyao was a little flustered, but he didn't show it. When he thought of Chi Xuelin behind the door, he became a little nervous.

"You're welcome." Xie Anan said.

He didn't go in, but went to find Song Wenjing.

Song Wenjing was sitting in a chair, studying a cookbook. He looked away from the book when he heard the voice. "Someone's coming?"

"Well, it seems like he cares about that person. Otherwise, he wouldn't have rushed over so early in the morning. I could even hear him breathing heavily."

"She looked obviously a little panicked, so I didn't dare to ask too many questions." Xie Anan took an apple from the plate and started to bite into it.

"Woof woof woof." Meiqiu pushed the door open happily and saw Xie Anan chewing an apple. His eyes widened.

It seems to be saying how can you eat alone?

Xie Anan really admired his nose. She took an apple and threw it to Meiqiu, "I just took a bite and you came in. You are worthy of being called a dog's nose."

"Why aren't you so good at your work?" He wanted to roll his eyes.

"The friendship may be deeper." Song Wenjing had no plans to go out to see Lin Wenyao. Normally, they would not exchange many words, so someone from his family could go and entertain him.

If you are not familiar with it, don't worry too much.

Coal Ball's hair is shiny and greasy, and it must be said that he eats very well. His stomach is also very explosive. After walking around the village, who would not say that he is a vicious dog?

Once, Coal Ball walked around the village. When the villagers saw Coal Ball, they were so scared that they ran back home and closed the door.

The next day, someone came over cautiously and said that the dog must be tied up, especially such a big and vicious dog.

That look is almost as fierce as a wolf's.

In fact, Meiqiu's range of activities is generally in the yard. Sometimes when he goes out to do something and forgets to close the door, Meiqiu will come out.

Song Wenjing gave the man the freshly baked sweet potatoes and said he would take good care of the coal briquettes. The man didn't say much.

After chatting for a while, Xie Anan lay down in the rocking chair in the yard, and Meiqiu followed her out. Now Song Wenjing was the only one left in the room.

Song Wenjing looked at the steps of making the food and wanted to try it. He had eaten the food made by the protagonist and had to say it was quite delicious.

He took a bite, wrote down some ingredients, and fiddled with it the next day. Xie Anan ate a piece and said it was delicious.

Song Wenjing thought he had cooked something pretty good, but when he took a bite, he realized it was still a little off.

The taste is a little off, the texture is a little off.

He tried several more times, but still couldn't achieve the desired result.

I gave up later, maybe it was not quite cooked enough.

The knowledge in the book jumped into my mind word by word. I ate a bite of cake and drank a sip of tea. This is a pretty good day.

Lin Wenyao wiped his tears carefully before opening the door and going out. Seeing Xie Anan lying in the yard basking in the sun, he walked over and said, "Anan, I know him. He's been hurt so badly."

"He can stay at your house for three days. After three days, someone will take him away, and they will also give you the one hundred taels of silver."

It’s not that I don’t want to leave, but my injuries are too severe to move. If something happens to me by accident, I won’t even have a place to cry.

"Ah! That's fine, but we've agreed that we'll only make him medicine and porridge. Don't even think about scrubbing him."

Xie Anan didn't want to be someone else's servant, and she didn't want Song Wenjing to take care of a strange man.

Lin Wenyao breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay, I'll come over from time to time to give him medicine and food, and I'll also watch over him at night."

"It won't be too much trouble for you. I'll go to the county and ask a doctor to come over and check it out again."

The village doctor only knows the basics. If any disease develops, it will be terrible.

"Okay..." Xie Anan looked over with curiosity, "Who is he? Why would he take such meticulous care if they are all men?"

"I think he is quite strong and he should know martial arts. People who practice martial arts will recover quickly from injuries. There is no need to take care of him so diligently. It's so tiring." Why do I feel that Lin Wenyao's eyes are a little red?

"Friend, I'm quite free and can handle this." Lin Wenyao looked around in panic, "Okay, okay, let's leave it at that for now. I'll go get the doctor."

"The county doctor's medical skills are much better, I should be able to make him recover faster."

Xie Anan: "Go!"

three days later.

Chi Xuelin left. Xie Anan was holding a hundred taels of silver in his hand. Looking at Chi Xuelin's back as he left, he felt a little reluctant to let him go.

"Brother Song, he's so valuable! Why don't we tie him up and ask his family for a lot of silver? If they don't give us, we'll kill him. I wouldn't even blink an eye if I gave him a hundred taels."

"The family fortune is so rich! I can't help it. There is so much money." Xie Anan couldn't help but say.

Song Wenjing: “…”

Is he short? Has he eaten or drunk?

Song Wenjing stepped forward and blocked his eyes with his body. "An An, our family has money. Why would we tie that man up?"

Xie Anan seemed to have just realized it, "Oh, right, it seems that I was blinded by the one hundred taels."

Chi Xuelin suddenly felt a chill in his body and thought to himself: This is strange, why do I feel like someone is watching me?

It must be an illusion. Who would dare to target me?

……

Three years later.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

"Husband and wife bow to each other~."

Song Wenjing and Xie Anan were wearing bright red wedding dresses. They looked at each other, smiled, bent down and bowed to each other.

"Send her to the bridal chamber~!"

Xie Anan was brought into the room. Song Wenjing held a glass and toasted at each table. When he met Lin Wenyao and Chi Xuelin, he raised his glass and smiled.

Clink glasses with them...

Lin Wenyao: "Congratulations! I wish you everlasting love, everlasting passion, and a long life together!"

Song Wenjing: "Thank you!"

The people in the village were very enthusiastic, and some young men even wanted to get Song Wenjing drunk. Song Wenjing drank the wine in front of them, but actually put it into the space.

If they really get him drunk, that would be the end of him, and he hasn't even had his wedding night yet!

Oh, he didn't want to get drunk and sleep soundly on his wedding bed on his wedding night!

Lin Wenyao saw Song Wenjing drunk and being helped into the bridal chamber by the young men of the village.

He suddenly felt a little envious. When the villagers knew that the two of them were going to get married, some of them were ashamed of it, while others looked as if they knew what was going on.

Chi Xuelin saw his eyes and secretly held his hand.

Lin Wenyao didn't move, but his ears turned red.

Chi Xuelin's eyes sparkled and he smiled happily.

Song Wenjing was lying drunk on the bed. Xie Anan looked at the two young men who helped him in with some displeasure.

The two young men blushed. Those people had a bad taste. They knew it was someone else's wedding night, but they still got the groom drunk.

"Well...well...what, I'll leave first." The two young men stuttered and hurriedly left and closed the door.

Xie Anan gnashed her teeth, "That's too much! Don't you know tonight is your wedding night? And they even got you drunk. Don't let me catch them, or I'll beat them up."

As he spoke, he reached out to Song Wenjing and tried to take off his clothes.

Suddenly, his eyes blurred and Xie Anan was pinned down by Song Wenjing. He was very surprised and asked, "Brother Song, you are not drunk?"

Song Wenjing said as if to take credit: "I pretended to be drunk, otherwise how could we have the wedding night?"

"You..." Xie Anan turned her head away with a red face.

……

Two years later.

Lin Wenyao and Chi Xuelin's wedding took place in the village. The village chief was squatting not far away, smoking his pipe and sighing repeatedly.

Song Wenjing and Xie Anan also went to offer their blessings.

Many years later, a familiar voice sounded in Song Wenjing's ears.

[Host, welcome back to the system's space! (≧▽≦)]

Song Wenjing suppressed his dazed expression. In this life, the system no longer nagged him, and he almost forgot about it.