How did finding a wife for the villain become giving away a husband?

After checking, there was nothing suspicious.

Song Wenjing sat back in his chair as if nothing had happened, "I bought you a ready-made garment, go try it on." He chose to divert attention.

"it is good."

The final result was that Song Wenjing praised Xie Anan to the point of humiliation, without repeating a single word.

Xie Anan's attention was diverted. She couldn't figure out why Song Wenjing behaved abnormally just now, and didn't ask any more questions.

three days later.

Song Wenjing, an illegal resident, finally got a household registration. He also found a way to sell the Ganoderma lucidum he had and bought a house in the county.

It is a courtyard house. If the owner of the house has to go somewhere else for business and cannot take some things with him, he can move in directly with his luggage.

He has already looked at it and found that the space is quite large. He can plant a jujube tree and grow some flowers and plants. Coal Ball's area for playing has been expanded.

Sometimes I can bring An An to the county. It would be boring to stay in one place all the time.

Who doesn’t like a lively place? After staying in a quiet environment for a long time, you will always long for a lively place.

If you get tired of staying in the county, you can come back.

He is no longer an illegal resident, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

……

Xie Anan was held in Song Wenjing's arms, crying heart-wrenchingly. Grandpa Xie on the bed had already passed away.

When grandpa really passed away, Xie Anan felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart, even though Brother Song said in front of grandpa that he would take care of him for the rest of his life.

He still felt very uneasy. His grandfather, who had been with him since childhood, was gone. He felt like all this was just a nightmare.

When I woke up, the nightmare was gone.

But when he opened his eyes, he found that everything was real.

When the villagers heard that Grandpa Xie had passed away, they all came to Xie Anan's house to help. There was no need to tell every household, as soon as they heard the sound of firecrackers, the villagers knew what was going on.

Setting off firecrackers is a way to indicate that someone has died and to inform neighbors of the death.

Everyone came to help very consciously. After all, this kind of thing happens in every family, even though Xie Anan is considered taciturn in the eyes of the villagers.

But whenever there is a wedding or funeral in the village, he will appear.

When Lin Wenyao heard the news, he also went to help silently. Grandpa Xie died at the same time as in his previous life.

So some things have changed, and some things haven't changed.

He just wants to make more money now, nothing else.

Getting married and having children was not within his consideration. His parents always asked matchmakers to find suitable women for him, which he felt very disgusted with.

Song Wenjing was also helping out, and if anyone asked, he would say that he and Xie Anan were friends.

The courtyard was bustling with activity for five days, and at night the coffin was carried up the mountain...

There was still some food left in the east kitchen, and Song Wenjing asked the villagers to pack it up and take it home. If they wanted it, they could take it, and if they didn’t want it, they could leave it.

The villagers were very happy. This was meat, how could they not want it?

Walking on the path with the food brought back from the Xie family in hand, no one expected that the Xie family would be so arrogant!

There was meat on the table for every meal during these five days, and my mouth was covered in oil. It was comparable to the Chinese New Year.

"I didn't expect Xie Anan to be quite wealthy. This funeral was such a grand occasion. Can you tell me how Xie Anan made his money?"

"I don't know. Xie Anan often goes to the mountains whenever he wants. I heard he hunted a lot of prey. It's very likely that he sold the prey to the county."

"But after adding in daily expenses, his family probably doesn't have much money left, right? Throwing such a lavish funeral now might just be a show of strength."

"Xie Anan is the only one left in the Xie family. Maybe they want to show off. They seem so glorious in the eyes of outsiders, but behind the scenes they may just be eating wild vegetables and steamed buns." The man said with a pout.

"That's not right. When we went to help, wasn't there a young man in the Xie family? He said he was Xie Anan's friend."

"I think this man must have an extraordinary background. He might have paid for the funeral. The two of them glanced at each other from time to time."

"Ouch! It's like what they call eye contact, in broad daylight. I can't bear to watch it."

Someone reacted and immediately whispered, "You guys are still lucky. I saw with my own eyes that Xie Anan just moved a chair."

"Mr. Song actually carried the chair over with a look of heartache on his face, not giving Xie Anan a chance to touch it. If you didn't know, you would think Xie Anan was Mr. Song's wife."

"Ah...this, this can't be said carelessly! The Xie family only has this one child, and he has to carry on the family line in the future."

"Marrying a wife and having a son is the most important thing, otherwise Old Xie will go crazy."

"What you said makes sense. What kind of woman do you think Xie Anan would like?"

Someone raised an eyebrow, "Why? Are you planning to matchmake for Xie Anan? Although his family has a new house, they probably don't have much savings."

"Marry a chicken, follow the chicken; marry a dog, follow the dog. As long as you work hard, how can you not live a good life?"

……

The matter was finally over. Song Wenjing and Xie Anan cleaned up diligently and put things back to their original places.

After cleaning for an entire afternoon, the house looked brand new and they were so tired that they fell directly on the bed.

"Brother Song, I can't do it anymore. I just feel sore in my back. I should have listened to you and asked some people to come and clean up."

"Anyway, we have money now, wuwuwu, I regret it very much now." Xie Anan lay on the bed, pounding her lower back with her hands, and shouting from time to time.

Originally, Song Wenjing planned to hire two or three people to sweep the house for him and was willing to pay ten copper coins.

But Xie Anan felt that it was not a good idea. It would be better to clean the house by herself than to ask someone to do it. Why waste money in vain?

Even if you have money, you can't squander it like this!

"You! I told you to take a break, but you didn't want to. You had to clean the house first before you were willing to stop."

"It's no use regretting now. We've already cleaned up. Let's take a nap first. When we're hungry, we'll get up and cook." Song Wenjing twisted his neck, making a clicking sound.

Actually, he was tired too, but fortunately it was over.

He must have a good rest.

Xie Anan: "Okay." As soon as he finished speaking, he closed his eyes.

After he fell asleep, Song Wenjing secretly gave him a massage.

night.

After Song Wenjing woke up, he put on his clothes and tiptoed out to the east kitchen. He had been eating meat all the time these days, so it would be better to eat something lighter like egg noodles.

Xie Anan smelled a very fragrant scent. He turned over and covered his head with the quilt. He didn't want to get up at all, no matter how fragrant and tempting the smell was.

No, I have to hold on. Eating is such a hassle???

Thinking of this, I felt much better and my stomach started to growl.

He held his stomach in annoyance so that it would stop growling, and he still wanted to sleep.

Song Wenjing opened the door, brought the egg noodles over and placed them on the table, thinking that the tempting aroma of the egg noodles would wake Xie Anan up.

Who would have thought that he just turned over, covered his head with the quilt, and continued to sleep.

He was quite good at comforting himself, muttering something about troubles and not wanting to open his eyes.

Even if your stomach growls, don't move.

"An An, get up and eat noodles before going back to sleep. Hurry up~...your stomach is growling." Song Wenjing sat on the edge of the bed and patted the quilt with amusement.

Xie Anan heard what Song Wenjing said, but he was so lazy that he didn't want to move at all. He had no choice but to pretend that he didn't hear it.

As long as he didn't move and pretended not to hear, someone would feed him noodles.

When this idea came out, Xie Anan was shocked. She didn't expect that he had become so lazy.

I used to be so hardworking that I couldn't wait to go up the mountain to dig wild vegetables or go down to the river to fish. But now I've become lazy.