My scumbag sister stole my husband? I'm a scumbag and married my cowardly brother-in-law

Wen Wan grabbed the hem of Xie Changqing's clothes and wanted to lift it up to see how serious the injury was, but she didn't expect that she would be caught as soon as she grabbed it.

"What are you doing in broad daylight?" Xie Changqing looked at her with a half-smile.

When he reminded her, Wen Wan thought of what happened last night. Her face flushed and she stiffened her neck and said, "You are my man, nothing you do is against the law."

Xie Changqing still held him down, not letting him move, his expression wooden and somewhat helpless.

"Let go." Wen Wan was a little angry. "I didn't see you being so reserved last night."

Speaking of last night, Xie Changqing coughed twice uncomfortably, "I'll show you again tonight. You can help me take it off and look carefully, okay?"

Why did he start driving again? Wen Wan glared at him speechlessly, "Are you stupid? Don't you know how to hide when I hit you?"

"It's okay," Xie Changqing said calmly, "Old people don't have much strength, so it won't hurt."

Wen Wan didn't believe it, "Your father looks so energetic when he scolds people, how could he have no strength?" Who is he looking down on!

Xie Changqing was somewhat helpless, "I'm a man, it's okay to hit him twice."

Wen Wan: ...

Ok!

It doesn’t matter if it doesn’t matter!

He was able to toss and turn all night without being affected at all after being beaten, so it must be nothing serious.

After all, he is my biological child, so I would just scare him a few times, and I would never really hit him.

"So why do you want to split up?"

"..."

"Why didn't you tell me last night?"

"..."

"How can there be someone like you!"

The little girl's cheeks puffed up with anger, she looked delicate and cute, and Xie Changqing's heart softened when he saw her.

"You have seen the situation at home these days. My parents are old and they have their own living habits formed over decades.

Your habits are different from theirs, and neither you nor I can change them. It is unfair to you to ask you to change and integrate into them.

It’s better to separate and everyone will feel more comfortable.”

These few words made Wen Wan start to re-examine the man in front of her. Not all men in the 1970s were feudal and unenlightened.

His awareness has been ahead of others for at least thirty years.

"I'm sorry!" Wen Wan pursed her lips, "I should have been with you last night."

"It's not easy to talk if you're here."

"Anyway, thank you."

Although Wen Wan is not afraid of the family next door, she thinks it would be best if they could live separately. This way she won't have to spend energy and time on them, and can free up a lot of time to prepare for the college entrance examination.

The college entrance examination was resumed only a year later. You can’t buy college entrance examination materials now. The so-called review is just to find some high school textbooks and read them at home.

Xie Changlin seems to be in the first year of high school, so you can ask him to borrow it from senior students.

Another problem is that she only has a junior high school education now. After all, if she wants to go to college, she must have a high school education. Even if she is in the first year of high school, she can sign up.

In fact, Wen Wan was admitted to high school, but Wen Futang said that it was enough for girls to know a few words and not be blind, and it was useless to read too many books.

Xu Fengqin also fanned the flames in front of Wen Futang, saying that it would cost a lot of money to raise Xiaojun and that he should not waste money on her daughter, who would get married sooner or later, to go to high school.

Wen Ya didn't pass the exam because of her poor grades, and no one wanted to let her go, so she also raised her objections.

It has been three years since the incident, and it is impossible to go to school with the original admission letter.

Fortunately, many systems were not perfect at that time, and computers were not widely used, so many things could be handled specially by issuing certificates from the village.

She asked the village chief to issue a certificate allowing her to retake the high school entrance examination in June this year, enroll in school in the fall with the admission letter, and take the college entrance examination the following year as a first-year high school student.

Simply perfect.

The problem now is how to get the village chief to issue this certificate.

Giving gifts is definitely not allowed, at least not openly, otherwise you will be criticized and may even lose your position as village chief.

Fortunately, there is still time. Let's build good relationships first. As the saying goes, it's easier to get things done with acquaintances.

But the village chief is an old man in his fifties. How can she, a young wife, get along with him?

After all, they are not relatives, and if you overdo it, it may be easily misunderstood as seduction, and it may be easier for obscene rumors to be spread.

Not only is it a waste of time if the fit is not obvious, it is also likely to have no effect.

As expected, nothing is easy to handle.

Wen Ya felt that the situation was even more difficult. She had been guarding the mountain for three days and had caught many traps, but she had not caught any large wild animals such as wild boars or even a chick.

She had a good plan. By the time the animals fell into the trap, she would dig up some Chinese medicinal herbs and sell them in town.

After searching for a long time, I only found a few edible wild vegetables.

There was no rice left at home, so we could only eat sorghum flour porridge with wild vegetables, without a drop of oil.

Wen Ya ate so much that she couldn't even defecate.

After eating like this for two days, Wen Ya was really forced into a dead end, so she just dug up a basket full of plants, carried it to the town and let the owner of the Chinese medicine store choose whatever she wanted.

At least I can earn some money to buy some rice and cook a meal. Only when I am full will I have the energy to do other things.

Unexpectedly, the boss took a long time to choose, shaking his head faster and faster. Feeling sorry for her, he gave her two cents and asked her to buy a book about Chinese medicine to read at home before going to the mountain to dig. He also bought the grass in the basket and poured it directly into the pigpen to feed the pigs.

Wen Ya originally wanted to buy a book, but she was so hungry that she went to the grain store and looked around. In the end, she couldn't bear to buy refined rice and flour, so she bought three pounds of cheap coarse corn flour.

At least I can have two meals without going hungry.

On the third day, the problem remained the same: no animals entered the trap, and I still didn't recognize any of the medicinal herbs.

When the sun went down, Lu Yiming couldn't stand it anymore, "It's all your bad idea. After three days, I haven't caught a single chicken feather.

We wasted three days. In those three days, we could have earned a total of 60 work points in the production team.

You have no brains and you want to be a soldier. I was really crazy to believe your nonsense. "

Wen Ya said: "When I told you, didn't you agree quickly? Now that there is no harvest, you say it is your fault. Don't you, a grown man, have your own judgment?

And the total is 60 work points. I am a female comrade. You actually asked me to do the same 10 work points as you men for the work in the production team. Aren’t you too cruel? "

"What's wrong with lesbians? It's been decades since liberation, and men and women are equal.

I didn't let you work because I felt sorry for you, but you didn't go to work in the production team, but went to work in the back mountain instead.

You like working so much, so what's wrong with working ten work points in the production team?"

Lu Yiming glared at Wen Ya fiercely, turned around and went down the mountain, not caring whether she was scared or not being alone on the mountain.

Xie Changqing was not at home because he was working in the town. Wen Wan had nothing to do, so she went to the production team. She definitely would not do any heavy work.

But she can still do light work like weeding. She doesn't care about the amount of work, as long as she can find out the situation of the village chief's family from the side.

Although Qinghe Village is called a village, its administrative jurisdiction is comparable to that of a town, and it has seven production teams under it.

Wen Wan belonged to the Dajing Production Team, the Xie family belonged to the Xiezhuang Production Team, and the village chief's family belonged to the Xuzhuang Production Team.

Even though Wen Wan had lived through two lifetimes, she knew nothing about the village chief Xu Keqin, and she didn't have much of a relationship with him among her family members.

It's a habit I developed from doing business in my previous life. Before doing something, I have to dig up as much relevant information as possible and never fight a battle without preparation.

After pulling weeds for two days, I didn't find out much information, and my back was so bent that I couldn't straighten myself up.

Wen Wan had no choice but to bring a small stool to the field and sit on it to pull the weeds. The speed was a little slow, but she didn't care about the work points, so it didn't matter.

When she was halfway through pulling the weeds, Xie Changlin came over and started pulling the weeds for her.

If I remember correctly, the young man is already sixteen years old this year. He is only half a head shorter than Xie Changqing, which was considered tall in the seventies.

I don’t know if it’s because I ran too fast, but the clothes made me feel particularly cramped when I put them on, with part of my arms and legs exposed. My small cloth shoes could only be worn as slippers by stepping on the heels.

But he is still a child after all, tall and thin, not as broad-skinned as his brother, but he doesn't look weak either.

Xie Changlin was very quick and finished the work in a short while. He returned to Wen Wan and asked, "Is there anything else you want to do?"

"No more." Wen Wan smiled a little embarrassedly, "Thank you, sister-in-law will make delicious food tonight, come over for dinner."

“No thanks.” Xie Changlin’s face looked about 40% like Xie Changqing, but his expression was 70% similar. He said coldly, “My second brother asked me to help you. If you want to thank someone, thank him!”

"Oh!" Wen Wan became curious, "What did your second brother tell you?"

"I go first."

The young man turned around and ran away immediately without any mercy.

Wen Wan clicked her tongue. Isn’t this definitely the second Xie Changqing?

I don’t know if Xie Changqing was like him when he was sixteen.

No matter who you ask for help, you can't let them help you for free. Wen Wan suddenly thought of what to give to Xie Changlin.