The fragrance of medicine is alluring, the farm elder sister is cool and cool

When Song Jiao and Wen Zhuo saw that Boss Wen's family had objections, they exchanged glances.

Wen Zhuo smiled and said, "Second brother, since you are not here, it is our duty to help sister-in-law. How can we take advantage of you for such a small thing? Over the years, we have saved a lot of food. How about this, since you don't have land, we will give you half of the saved food."

Ye Xiuying waved her hands when she heard this: "Brother, we can't take advantage of you anymore. This house is also yours. We gave you the quota out of our heart."

Old lady Wen started to cry at the table, shedding a few tears. She looked towards Wen Liang while crying, and when she met his cold eyes, her heart trembled, and she regretted why she didn't treat him well when he came home in the afternoon.

But Wen Liang was indeed soft-hearted and could not bear to see a woman cry. He pondered for a moment, then sighed and said, "Well, let's take the quota for exemption from taxes and corvée labor. Third Uncle, do you think this is okay?"

Third Uncle smiled and said, "That couldn't be better. Everything has been taken care of. I have no objection."

Wen Zhuo and his wife also said they had no objection, and everyone turned their attention to Wen Lao Da and Wen Lao San. Wen Lao San scratched his head and forced a smile: "I have no objection either."

Boss Wen had a stern face the whole time. The rights that originally belonged to his family had to be passed on to the Third Uncle's family. He felt suffocated just thinking about it. In the end, it was agreed that it would be passed on every two years. Zhao Chunhua's face was clearly filled with dissatisfaction, but she had no choice. The decision was in Wen Liang's hands.

Wen Liang is no longer the man who was manipulated by others. Moral blackmail has no effect on him. Even if his mother uses filial piety, she cannot suppress him.

The old woman and Boss Wen each had their own ulterior motives. Facing such a situation, they were helpless and could not even eat. After a quick chat, they returned home.

After all the guests left, Wen Qingcheng came out in her pajamas. "You don't have to take turns with the old ladies."

Wen Liang did not respond to Wen Qingcheng's words, and said with a worried look on his face: "Why did you come out, kid? Go back to the room and lie down."

"Forget it, Qingcheng, they are your father's relatives after all."

"Relatives? How dare they say they are relatives!" Wen Qingcheng snorted coldly, "In the beginning, we were forced to leave the family and were forced to leave with nothing. They told our family that we were not relatives. Now that they see that there is something profitable, they remember that we are a family and come to take advantage of us."

"Just treat them as ordinary relatives and let the two families take turns." Wen Liang took a sip of tea. He originally wanted to give them a chance, but when he went to the old house in the afternoon, no one looked at him kindly, which really chilled his heart.

Wen Qingcheng shrugged. She didn’t care. Wen Liang had already recognized the true face of that family anyway.

"Don't mention them. Today is a good day. All the difficulties have been solved. Let me go to the county tomorrow and buy you some daily necessities." Wen Qingcheng looked at Wen Liang. Now, except for Wen Liang's old clothes, this family has almost no daily necessities for Wen Liang.

Ye Xiuying's eyes gradually dimmed. She knew in her heart that Wen Liang already had a new family and a young and beautiful wife. He was now a marquis, so why would he continue to live in Yueya Village?

Wen Qingcheng noticed the silent atmosphere between Ye Xiuying and Wen Liang, and couldn't help but cast a curious look at them.

Wen Liang couldn't bear to continue hiding the secret from Qingcheng, so he decided to tell them his plan.

"Qingcheng, Dad won't live at home anymore... This time I came back not only to see you, but also to visit my mentor. I will be back to Beijing in two days."

Wen Qingcheng looked at Wen Liang with a complicated look, "You have a family outside, right?"

Wen Liang and Ye Xiuying were both shocked, wondering how she knew that. Wen Liang couldn't help but sigh that his daughter was so smart.

Wen Liang's silence was considered as his consent. Wen Qingcheng smiled sadly. She didn't feel anything. She didn't have any feelings for this father. Life would be the same with or without him. The key point was that she felt it was not worth it for Ye Xiuying.

"Qingcheng, Dad has his own difficulties, but don't worry, Dad will never abandon you. In the future, I will find a suitable opportunity to bring you all to Kyoto."

Wen Qingcheng sneered, "No need, we are living well."

Seeing that Wen Qingcheng was always indifferent to him, Wen Liang knew that she must be blaming him for abandoning his wife and children. God knew how much he loved this family, Ye Xiuying and the children.

As for how to go back and explain all this to the princess's wife, and when to bring Ye Xiuying and the children to his side, he had his own plans. After all, in order to let Qingcheng and Zicheng recognize their ancestors and enter the family ancestral hall, it would take a long time to plan and not rush.

Ye Xiuying knew that she would have to say goodbye to Wen Liang in a few days. Her eyes were sore, but no matter how reluctant she was, she forced herself to hold back her tears: "Okay, Qingcheng, let's not talk about this. Your father has his own difficulties. It happens that the day after tomorrow is Qingcheng's birthday. Husband, let Qingcheng celebrate her birthday before you leave."

Wen Qingcheng was very surprised: "The day after tomorrow is my birthday?" In her previous life, Wen Qingcheng hadn't celebrated her birthday for a long time.

"July 17?" Wen Qingcheng was surprised to find that the original owner's birthday was the same day as her in her previous life, and her name was exactly the same. What a wonderful fate.

Chuyi's eyes moved slightly, and he thought: I was so confused last year that I didn't even celebrate her birthday.

Wen Liang nodded in agreement: "After her birthday, Qingcheng will be sixteen years old. She will be a big girl and must be celebrated properly. I would regret it if I missed such an important day."

When Wen Zicheng heard that his eldest sister was going to have a birthday, he was also in high spirits and looked at his mother expectantly: "Mom, will there be peach buns for my eldest sister's birthday?"

Ye Xiuying smiled softly and gently touched his little head: "Yes, not only birthday peaches, but also many delicious foods will be prepared by then."

Hearing this, Wen Zicheng's eyes lit up and he licked his lips. He probably wouldn't be able to sleep again tonight. Wen Qingcheng was also looking forward to her first birthday in this world.

Because Wen Qingcheng was injured, Chuyi forced her to go back to the house to rest. Wen Liang and Ye Xiuying washed dishes together by the well, and it was late at night when they finished cleaning up.

Wen Zicheng was tired after playing in the first grade room, so he slept in the first grade room. Ye Xiuying ignored him and went back to the room after washing up. Wen Liang followed in. After coming to the room, he hugged her from behind, and the whole room was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.

Ye Xiuying's whole body froze. Now she knew that he had remarried. Although she was still his original wife, that one was also his legally married wife. She didn't know that there was a woman named Ye Xiuying in this remote mountain village. Wen Liang went to his wife's room without telling his new wife, intending to go to Wushan together?

"Husband, no, we can't do this. You go to bed early, I'll go to Qingcheng's room." Ye Xiuying broke free from Wen Liang's arms, hugged a pillow and went to Wen Qingcheng's room.

Seeing Wen Qingcheng sleeping soundly, he gently lay down beside her. She thought to herself that it was impossible for her and Wen Liang to go back to the way they were before. She had never thought about two women sharing a husband, and she could not accept it.