Get out of your vicious mother's house, and make a fortune with your husband to become a prince

"Yeah." Li suppressed her inner disgust and entered the house first.

Zhao Da hurriedly brought the food to the table and served Li carefully.

Mrs. Li was thinking about what she had discussed with Aunt Wu today. She still needed a helper later on. The man in front of her was the one she could trust now.

Since you need this man, just give him a good face.

"Husband, you have worked hard." Li concealed the disgust in her eyes and looked at Zhao Da with gentle eyes.

Zhao Da immediately fell into Li's gentle embrace. It had been a long time since she called him husband. It seemed as if she was holding a breath in her throat and she couldn't utter any words. She could only force herself to nod.

Zhao Da put down his bowl and chopsticks and walked out of the house quickly. He took a break in the yard for a while and returned to the house with excitement.

Li also enjoyed being held in the palm of Zhao Da's hand, but if it were someone else, she would feel happier.

"My husband, I went to Aunt Wu's house today. Aunt Wu told me that her nephew Wu Tong has not been heard from for many years. She didn't want to make Sister Liu suffer, so she wanted to find a marriage for her."

After Li finished speaking, she looked at Zhao Da's expression.

Zhao Da was very surprised after hearing this: "But, Brother Wu Tong may not necessarily..."

"If he hadn't died, he would have come back a long time ago," Li interrupted him.

"Have you heard of Mr. Song from Songjia Village?"

Zhao Da thought about it and nodded, "I know."

"I just turned 45 this year. It is said that I have a tough life. Three of my wives have died. The fortune teller said that I need to find someone with a tougher life so that we can live together till old age. Maybe I can even have a child in my old age."

Looking at Zhao Da's ugly and annoying face, he couldn't eat anymore and simply put down his bowl and chopsticks.

Then he lowered his voice and said, "Mr. Song has announced that no matter who it is, as long as he can bring the red thread, he will give 200 taels of silver."

200 taels, that is something that ordinary people would never dare to dream of in their lifetime.

Zhao Da swallowed the porridge with wild vegetable leaves still hanging on the corners of his mouth. The only person who could meet Mr. Song's requirements in the surrounding villages was Brother Wu Tong's wife.

Her husband died, her two sons went to the battlefield, and there is no news of them until now. She is indeed a tough person. "Then...does Liu agree?"

Li lowered her eyelids, took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of her still clean mouth.

"It doesn't matter whether she agrees or not. Brother Wu Tong's uncle and aunt are the only living elders in the Wu family. They have the final say in the Wu family's affairs."

When the time comes, a bowl of rice medicine will be consumed, and the rice will be cooked. You will have to agree even if you don't agree. If your innocence is gone, how can you get it back? Either you stay with Mr. Song, or you die.

Who told you to kill Brother Tong?

"When the time comes, if we help Mr. Song, we will also help Sister Liu. We will have a good life for the rest of our lives, which is better than being a widow in the Wu family. Isn't this the best of both worlds?"

"My lady, that's right. Then how can we help Mr. Song?" Zhao Da wanted to hold Li's delicate little hand.

However, Li picked up the dishes on the table and cleverly avoided Zhao Da's outstretched claws.

Zhao Da is now very happy. His wife is kind-hearted. Not only does she live with him wholeheartedly, but she also always thinks about helping the villagers.

Liu has been feeling somewhat uneasy ever since she came back from the Wu family's old house.

I don’t know when it started, but Liu became very dependent on her young daughter-in-law. She always felt that as long as she was around, she would feel at ease.

"Qing'er, you and I sleep in this room tonight." She continued a little embarrassedly: "Talk to mother about business matters."