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

"Maybe he wanted to invite you for tea. He saw you and asked me to invite you over." Zhu Yun pointed to the small teahouse in front and said with a smile.

Xia Xiaorou looked up and saw Yan Heng sitting on the second floor of a small teahouse about ten steps away.

The window was wide open and one could see Yan Heng drinking tea alone.

Invite her to tea?

Yan Heng is free, but she is busy now.

Xia Xiaoying's leg was injured, and she had to take care of the two children at home.

There are several people waiting to eat, she can't sit idle.

But Yan Heng came to see her, so she had to go.

Xia Xiaorou lowered her eyes and followed Zhu Yun into the teahouse.

Early in the morning, the teahouse was deserted.

There were only three people on the first floor, drinking tea and chatting.

When she reached the second floor, Xia Xiaorou saw that Yan Heng was the only one there.

When Yan Heng saw Xia Xiaorou, he glanced at her coldly.

Xia Xiaorou's heart skipped a beat. Yan Heng's expression showed that he was not in a good mood.

Zhu Yun led the person over and retreated to the first floor.

Xia Xiaorou pursed her lips and walked up to Yan Heng, "Lord Yan, are you looking for me?"

Yan Heng raised his eyes and looked at her, his breath heavy, "Do I have a thorn in my body? Why are you so far away?"

Xia Xiaorou subconsciously covered her stomach and moved forward in three steps.

Yan Heng sneered, "You are much closer to Zhou Maoxun than to me. After all, I am an outsider, not as close as your cousin, right? Xia Xiaorou?"

Xia Xiaorou raised her eyes to look at him. Should she kiss him or Zhou Maoxun? Yan Heng had no idea?

What kind of temper is this? Why are you looking for trouble to criticize her?

"My cousin is a relative, Mr. Yan." Xia Xiaorou pursed her lips and said in a low voice.

"Relatives? Humph! I think, they are not necessarily just relatives." Yan Heng stretched out his hand and pulled Xia Xiaorou into his arms.

Xia Xiaorou was shocked. It was by the window!

He is shameless, but she still wants shame!

"Window, the window is open!" Xia Xiaorou exclaimed in a low voice.

Yan Heng stretched out his arm and closed the window.

Downstairs, when Zhou Maoxun looked up inadvertently, he saw Xia Xiaorou being pulled into the arms of a man. When he wanted to see who the man was, the window was closed.

Zhou Maoxun felt very uncomfortable.

Xia Xiaorou, has another man noticed you so soon?

Zhou Maoxun clenched his fists, picked up his load, and walked towards the teahouse.

He put down his burden and strode to the second floor.

However, the waiter of the teahouse would not let him go up to the second floor. "I'm sorry, sir, the second floor is reserved."

Zhou Maoxun asked anxiously, "How much did you pay? I'll give you an extra ounce of silver!"

The waiter crossed his arms and looked Zhou Maoxun up and down with a look of contempt, "I think forget it, brother. Even if you sell your entire village, you may not be as rich as that owner."

"Who is he?" Zhou Maoxun narrowed his eyes.

What a big tone! Are you richer than his entire village?

"My shop is small and you can't afford to offend me. You'd better leave. Come back another day and book the second floor at will." The waiter pushed Zhou Maoxun out.

Zhou Maoxun was so angry that he wanted to push the waiter away and rush upstairs, but he was worried that Xia Xiaorou would be angry and blame him for being reckless.

After thinking it over, Zhou Maoxun had no choice but to sit on the first floor and wait.

The waiter didn't want him to sit there for nothing, so he charged him ten cents for tea.

On the second floor, when Xia Xiaorou looked downstairs, she happened to see Zhou Maoxun.

She was in a state of confusion, wondering if Zhou Maoxun had seen her and Yan Heng together, and if he would shout about it.

Then how will she live in the village in the future?

Yan Heng pulled her into his arms and put his hand dishonestly inside her clothes.

The coolness of his fingers startled Xia Xiaorou back to her senses. She quickly held Yan Heng's hand to prevent him from moving it. "I have to go buy some livestock later. You... don't do anything rash."

Yan Heng looked at Xia Xiaorou in her arms and narrowed her eyes. "You've been rejecting me a lot lately. Huh?"

Xia Xiaorou clearly sensed his anger, so she had to go along with his temper and said, "No, it's... I'm really busy. My sister was divorced by her husband's family, and her leg was broken. The doctor said she can't walk for a month. But she has two young daughters with her. She can't raise the children during this period, so I have to help raise them. There are many people in the family, and it's inconvenient to go out, so I thought about coming to the market street to look at the livestock and buy one to take back as a replacement for walking."

Xia Xiaorou talked about the recent situation at home.

She didn't lie.

The whole village knew about her situation.

It is not difficult for Yan Heng to understand.

"It seems that you are short of money." Yan Heng saw that she looked anxious and worried, so he straightened her body and said seriously, "I will help you."

"No need, Mr. Yan, I can make money on my own." Xia Xiaorou waved her hand and said.

She couldn't take Yan Heng's money, and she didn't want to be Yan Heng's canary.

Yan Heng heard that it was impossible for the Fourth Miss, who loved him, to give her any status.

If you take his money, you won’t be able to explain the relationship.

"You are still so stubborn!" Yan Heng stroked Xia Xiaorou's face, his expression darkened, "I'm not giving you money, don't think too much."

Yan Heng was too familiar with Xia Xiaorou's temper, and was worried that giving her money directly would scare her away, which would be bad.

Xia Xiaorou blinked. What was Yan Heng trying to do?

"What does Mr. Yan want to help me with?"

"I have forty acres of land on hand, but the people in my village are not good at taking care of it. You can help me. As for the harvest, after deducting the cost, we will split it fifty-fifty." Yan Heng said.

Xia Xiaorou thought to herself that this was equivalent to Yan Heng being the boss and she being the shopkeeper.

"Okay, but I won't live at your farm." Xia Xiaorou was worried that he would find an excuse to trap her at the farm, so she immediately stated her conditions.

Yan Heng's face darkened. "Xia Xiaorou, do you really not like living in my village?"

"I have a sister and two nieces to take care of, Mr. Yan." Xia Xiaorou lowered her eyes. "I lost my mother when I was young, and my father remarried a stepmother who ignored me. From childhood to adulthood, it was my sister who took care of me. Now she has been divorced and her life is miserable. I can't just take care of myself and ignore them. I have to repay my sister's kindness."

Xia Xiaorou thought about how she and Xia Xiaoying had been in a cold war for three years because of Xia Chen's transfer. In her previous life, she had never seen Xia Xiaoying again, and she had not cared about the tragic death of the mother and daughter. In this life, she did not want to see them die miserably again.

They were her only three relatives.

As Xia Xiaorou spoke, she couldn't help but tears up in her eyes.

"My stepmother instigated a quarrel between my sister and me, causing me to misunderstand her for a long time. I want to make it up to her."

Seeing her eyes turn red, Yan Heng softened his tone, "I didn't say you should live in the farm, just live in your own home."

Xia Xiaorou heaved a sigh of relief and looked up at him, "Lord Yan, you must not regret what you said."

In her previous life, Yan Heng always found various excuses to keep her at the farm, either to teach her to read, or to practice swordplay, horse riding, music, chess, calligraphy, painting, and etiquette.

She even suspected at one point whether he wanted to train her into a concubine and let her enter the palace to become queen.

She studied for ten years in her previous life, but in this life, she doesn’t want to study for even a single day.

Yan Heng looked unhappy, "You don't trust me so much?"