Divorce the bad husband, store grain fields, and marry the emperor's uncle for the second time

Just when Xia Xiaorou left, Song Liu was in her bedroom, packing her luggage and talking to her daughter Song Cuixi.

"I'll go to the county town right away. You stay at home and keep an eye on that little bitch named Xia. Don't let her cause any trouble. By the way, put this medicine secretly in her food and let her take it. Remember, don't forget it." Mrs. Song Liu took out a paper bag from her arms and stuffed it into her daughter's hand.

Song Cuixi held the paper bag in her hand and asked her with blinking eyes, "Mom, it's getting late. What are you going to the county town for at this time?"

"I have something urgent to discuss with your elder brother. Why are you asking so many questions? Remember my instructions, I will be back tomorrow." Song Liu wrapped her cloak, put the silver in her pocket, and drove the donkey cart to the county town.

She whipped the cart in a hurry.

That bitch Xia Xiaorou suddenly asked about the second son, and said that the second son was not dead. Did she know something from the nobleman?

No, she had to inform the second brother and hide somewhere else quickly.

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The dilapidated gate of the second courtyard of the Song family was half open, and there were no footprints on the snow on the ground. It was obvious that the family had not left the house all day.

Xia Xiaorou walked into the courtyard and called out to the main house, "Brother Yanbai? Sister Xianyun? Yuaner?"

The Song family has two branches.

Her husband's family is the eldest wife and has two sons. The eldest son's family runs a small business in the county town.

The youngest son was her nominal man, Song Wenshan, who had been studying since childhood and passed the examination to become a student.

The two elders in the second wife died early, leaving only their only son, Song Yanbai, who suffers from tuberculosis and is bedridden all year round. His daughter-in-law is a mute.

In her previous life, she was not loved by her natal family and despised by her husband’s family. Only the people from the second branch of the Song family were kind to her.

When she was beaten like a dog by Song Liu and locked in the woodshed without food, Song Yanbai, who was too sick to get up, heard about it and sent his mute wife to see her and secretly bring her food.

Unfortunately, she believed the rumors from the villagers at that time, saying that getting close to the second branch of the Song family would cause tuberculosis.

She rejected the goodwill of Song Yanbai's family.

In fact, Mrs. Song Yanbai and her son had never been infected with the disease.

But in this life, she wanted to get closer to the second branch of the Song family and keep each other warm.

Xia Xiaorou shouted three times, and the closed door slowly opened.

A thin-faced boy of about five years old stood behind the door and blinked at her with his big eyes.

"Dad, Mom, it's Third Aunt." Song Yuan called out behind him.

After a while, a young woman in tattered clothes came over.

Seeing Xia Xiaorou, she gestured and asked doubtfully, "Is there something wrong? Xiaorou?"

Xia Xiaorou walked forward, handed the pot in her hand to her, and said with a smile, "I want to borrow the pot from my second sister-in-law's house to boil some eggs."

Chu Xianyun frowned slightly, waved her hand, and gestured, "Go home and cook."

She pulled her son back into the house and closed the main door.

Xia Xiaorou sighed secretly.

In the second month after she married into the Song family, she was beaten and scolded by Song Liu and locked up in the woodshed. When Chu Xianyun came to see her, she scolded Chu Xianyun harshly, saying that she despised them for the bad luck of having tuberculosis. Usually when she saw Chu Xianyun, she never paid any attention to her.

She made the people from the second branch of the Song family feel disappointed.

Xia Xiaorou held the jar, pushed open the kitchen door of Chu Xianyun's house, scooped some water into the pot, and put half a jar of eggs into it to cook.

After cooking, she only took two eggs, peeled them and ate them, then left the second branch of the Song family.

When I got home, I found that only my sister-in-law Song Cuixi was at home, but Song Liushi was not there.

Song Cuixi raised her eyebrows and said, "Mom went to visit a relative and won't be back until tomorrow. It will be just the two of us having lunch."

Song Liushi can go wherever she wants, Xia Xiaorou doesn't want to know anything about Song Liushi.

When her relationship with Song Yanbai and Chu Xianyun eased, she moved there and had nothing to do with the Song Liu family from then on.

So she didn't even look at Song Cuixi, went back to her bedroom, closed the door and continued to sleep.

The misunderstanding between her and the second branch of the Song family could not be resolved in a short time. She would wait until she recovered and talk about it tomorrow.

Song Cuixi remembered her mother Song Liushi's words and stood at her door and asked, "Will you cook lunch or should I cook it?"

Xia Xiaorou didn't answer and sneered.

Song Cuixi rolled her eyes at the door and said, "Okay, mother said that you are tired from being with the noble, so I will cook it. But I have to say this first, don't blame me if my cooking is not good."

In the bedroom, Xia Xiaorou thought to herself, how strange, Song Cuixi took the initiative to cook?

But, what does it have to do with her?

She let the fever go, yawned, turned over and continued to sleep.

Song Cuixi hurriedly cooked two bowls of noodle soup in the kitchen and poured the medicine powder packet that Song Liu had given her into one bowl.

She carried the tray, placed two bowls of noodle soup on the table, and called out to Xia Xiaorou's bedroom door, "Xia Xiaorou, come out and eat noodle soup."

Xia Xiaorou had just closed her eyes when she was woken up by Song Cuixi again.

She wanted to ignore Song Cuixi, but she kept knocking on the door and calling her.

Xia Xiaorou simply threw off the quilt and got out of bed to see what tricks Song Cuixi would play.

She smoothed her hair, tied it into a bun casually, and opened the door.

"Let's eat!" Song Cuixi glanced at her and walked to the table and sat down.

Xia Xiaorou looked at the table and saw two bowls of steaming noodle soup.

She narrowed her eyes, walked over and sat down, picked up the chopsticks and was about to eat, but after thinking for a while, she stretched out her foot and stepped hard on Song Cuixi's foot.

"Xia Xiaorou, why are you stepping on me? My new shoes--" Song Cuixi yelled and lowered her head to look at her shoes.

Xia Xiaorou took the opportunity to quickly switch the two bowls of noodle soup, "I was half asleep and accidentally stepped on your foot. I'm sorry."

"I cooked noodles for you, and you stepped on me? Go wash your shoes!" Song Cuixi shook one foot.

Xia Xiaorou raised her lips and pushed the bowl back to Song Cuixi, "I didn't ask you to cook it for me. I don't want to eat it now, so I'll give it back to you."

Song Cuixi's expression changed, and she pushed the bowl back to Xia Xiaorou. "It was just a joke, did you take it seriously? Eat it quickly. If you waste it, I'll tell mom."

Probably in order to avoid arousing Xia Xiaorou's suspicion, Song Cuixi started eating first.

Xia Xiaorou looked at her with her eyes narrowed slightly.

Song Cuixi was really strange today. Not only did she cook for her, she also didn't ask her to wash her shoes. She did all this just to let her eat noodle soup.

Could it be that there is really something wrong with the noodle soup?

There must be something fishy about being too attentive.

She casually ate two mouthfuls, pretending to have a cold and was about to vomit, covering her mouth and waving her hands, "I can't eat anymore. If I eat more, I will vomit more. I might have a cold. Eating hot soup noodles will make me want to vomit even more."

Song Cuixi said hurriedly, "Okay, okay, if you don't want to eat it, then don't eat it. But don't vomit, or I'll beat you up! Just try to waste it!"

Xia Xiaorou sneered. She was only allowed to eat and not spit out. It turned out that there was something wrong with the noodle soup.

"I won't vomit. I'll just cover myself with the quilt and sleep for a while." Xia Xiaorou returned to her bedroom.

She was worried, so she pressed down her tongue and spit the few mouthfuls of noodle soup she had eaten into the spittoon.

After rinsing her mouth, Xia Xiaorou was about to go to bed when she heard the voice of Song Yanbai's son Song Yuan outside the door, "Aunt Cui Xi, where is Aunt Xiaorou?"