The evil woman travels through the book and saves the sinners in the famine year

"Who else could Song Zhuxin hate besides me? You know, she is a narrow-minded person." Lu Zhitao said nonchalantly.

"Sister-in-law, are you talking about the one with the surname Song? I know who she hates." Mo Yunfei said with blinking eyes.

His face was full of expression: Come and ask me, I really know.

"What does Xiao Yunfei know? Tell me quickly." Lu Zhitao asked jokingly.

"She! She must be hating my eldest brother for not agreeing to let Uncle Ning drink the first bowl of water." Mo Yunfei said proudly.

"Oh my God! She hates Brother Mo just because he didn't drink the first bowl of well water?" Xiaoli asked in disbelief.

"Sister Xiaoli, look at her. She seems to want to bite my elder brother." Mo Yunfei pointed at Song Zhuxin and said.

Xiaoli actually caught the resentful look in Song Zhuxin's eyes when she looked at Mo Lengzhou.

She gloated and said, "Humph! My son-in-law is a good man. He will definitely not support our enemies."

If Xiaoli knew that Mo Lengzhou actually wanted Lu Zhitao to drink the first sip of well water, I wonder what she would think.

He didn't drink the first sip of water because Lu Zhitao was not by his side, so he didn't want to drink water, not because he didn't want to give Song Zhuxin face.

It can be said that Mo Lengzhou was lucky. Just such a misunderstanding made Xiaoli's approval of him reach 100%.

Xiaoli looked at Mo Lengzhou's figure, who stood out in the crowd, even more outstanding than the young masters from aristocratic families she had met in the capital.

She smiled like an auntie, and the figure of Huo Ziyuan appeared involuntarily in her mind.

The man always looked at her young lady with a hint of contempt and disgust.

Compared to him, her brother-in-law always looked at the young lady with a bit of warmth and doting in his eyes.

Not to mention his usual doting gaze, just the humility he showed during meals was enough to touch Xiaoli.

"Girl, you have met your true love this time. You can rest assured to be his bride in three days." Xiaoli said with a smile in Lu Zhitao's ear.

"Yes, I will definitely be his good bride." Lu Zhitao said firmly.

This is the first time she has gotten married in her two lives, so no matter whether it is a real marriage or a fake one, she will treat it with all her heart.

In her previous life, after she had worked hard to build the base, she did think about marrying her boyfriend of ten years.

Unfortunately, the scumbag never mentioned it, and she thought he understood that she was too hard-working, but she didn't know that the scumbag wanted to kill her and live with his adopted sister.

Although her marriage to Mo Lengzhou was fake, he was very enthusiastic and decorated the bridal chamber beautifully, making it seem like a real marriage.

This made her want to take it seriously. The book said that Mo Lengzhou liked lively and cheerful women.

Because he was born into the royal family, although he had no worries about food and clothing, he faced much more risks than ordinary people.

When he was three years old, he witnessed his parents being beheaded by his own grandfather, which caused great trauma to his young mind.

After he grew up, he became indifferent to worldly affairs. The expression between his eyebrows and eyes was always distant, giving people a sense of distance that kept strangers away.

But Lu Zhitao did not feel the indifference described in the book. Mo Lengzhou himself was very warm to her and always wanted her to eat first every time they had a meal.

Thinking of this, she looked up and saw Mo Lengzhou in the crowd near the well. He was very tall, so she could see him at a glance even from a long distance.

Mo Lengzhou's figure and appearance are undoubtedly outstanding. Even Huo Ziyuan, who prides himself on being a romantic, is somewhat inferior to him in appearance.

She couldn't help but stretch out her hand and wave to the man in the crowd, and Mo Lengzhou happened to be looking at her.

He also recognized her and immediately raised his arm to respond when he saw her waving.

In fact, Lu Zhitao didn't have much hope. After all, the elders of the clan told them not to meet each other for three days before the wedding.

But what she didn't expect was that after she waved, the man in the crowd also stretched out his arm and waved a little awkwardly!

I am most afraid of the occasional gentleness shown by cold people. It is so gentle that it is like a knife, and every knife can make people fall.

Mo Lengzhou looked at her with a smile across the crowd, the corners of his mouth raised, and there was a hint of softness between his eyebrows.

But he did not go to Lu Zhitao, because the elders said that if they wanted a happy married life, they should not see each other for three days before the wedding.

He refrained from approaching her for three days, which was a good deal in exchange for their peace and happiness for the next thirty years.

Huo Ziyuan, who was sandwiched in the crowd, saw Lu Zhitao with a smile as beautiful as a flower, and he was staring at the country boy with a silly smile.

She must like that man very much!

Her love was always so strong and so real. It turned out to be so happy to be loved by her. It was a pity that he didn't understand it before.

Huo Ziyuan looked at his wife again. She didn't even look at him, but behaved very intimately with the village man, even sweeter than their best times.

Their marriage was granted by imperial decree, and it was indeed in name only when they first got married.

Then one day she suddenly became better and took care of him attentively, and he gradually fell in love with her.

He even lost his cousin who had liked him for many years, and she wanted to get rid of him when he had nothing!

How could Huo Ziyuan accept this?

Seeing his wife being so gentle and attentive to another man, Huo Ziyuan's eyes dimmed.

He knew that his fickle wife had fallen in love with that country man.

Why are women so fickle!

Lu Zhitao was the woman he had abandoned, so it was understandable that she fell in love with someone else.

But his wife slept in the same bed with him every night, but was affectionate with other men during the day.

Huo Ziyuan's hatred surged like a tide, and his eyes turned red.

Song Zhuxin, Gongxi Leqing, I will never let you two dogs get what you want!

The villagers gathered around the well, their laughter and joy flowing like clear springs, their hearts filled with long-lost joy.

After several days of waiting, they finally received the filtered well water, and everyone lined up to taste it.

Bowls of clear well water flow through the villagers' hands like nectar, nourishing every longing heart.

The children were jumping around, their laughter as clear and sweet as silver bells, and their eyes were sparkling with curiosity and excitement about new things.

Before everyone drank the water, they had a bright smile on their face, but after some people took a sip of water, their smiles faded a little.

It wasn't as delicious as they had imagined, and was not much different from the water they usually drank, but they didn't dare to say anything.

After drinking it, they all said it was very sweet. They said it so many times that they began to believe it themselves. After all, those potatoes could be harvested in a few days.

Song Zhuxin stood in the crowd with a smile on her face, her delicate face softly outlined by the golden sunlight.

Hearing the villagers' praise, her heart was filled with pride. She was the most capable woman in Mojia Village.

She watched as everyone in the village happily drank the well water she had filtered, especially Lu Zhitao who also rushed to drink several sips.

She raised her head and asked proudly, "Lu Zhitao, does the purified well water taste good?"