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

"Ahem..." Song Wenjing coughed lightly and said in a very hot-headed tone, "Mother is right. I will be more careful next time."

Oh my god! Is it too late for him to find a hole to bury it in?

"That's fine." Mother Song said and went out. If she talked too much, her son would get bored, so she just had to stop when she was done.

In the evening, Liu Yan'an brought the soup over and placed it on the table. He filled a bowl of soup and placed it on the small table for Song Wenjing to eat by himself.

The food was also placed on the small table.

Mother Song served Liu Yan'an a bowl of pork bone soup and said, "Yan'an, try it and see if it tastes good."

Liu Yan'an smiled and said, "Okay, thank you, Mom..." He lowered his head and drank the soup to cover up his embarrassment.

To ease the awkwardness, Song's mother took the initiative to start a conversation, "Yan'an, I heard you can embroider handkerchiefs, right? It's fine to embroider in your free time, but...don't embroider late at night, because it hurts your eyes."

"okay, I get it."

Song Wenjing listened to their conversation from the side, and occasionally interjected a word or two.

The whole family is happy!

……

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it has been two months.

Song Wenjing's legs have completely healed. In order to supplement the family income, he carves some small items and calligraphy and paintings every day.

It wasn't until the township announced they were looking for a teacher that Song Wenjing's eyes suddenly lit up. The original owner had been an excellent student in the academy and even a scholar.

Applying for a job as a teacher in the village is as easy as pie.

In the evening, Song Wenjing took the initiative to bring up this topic.

Song's mother was silent for a moment and said, "Okay, if you want to be a teacher, then go ahead." As long as it was a serious matter, Song's mother would not object.

"I support my husband." Liu Yan'an raised his hand and said.

He supports his husband in everything he does, and in his eyes, his husband is omnipotent.

"Okay, let's do it this way. It only takes an incense stick of time to go back and forth from the township to our village. This is more convenient." Anyway, he didn't want to take the imperial examination.

Song Wenjing has already discussed this with his mother, who asked him several questions, "Don't you regret it?"

He firmly and affirmatively said that he had no regrets.

Song's mother just let him do what he wanted.

Life in the countryside was good anyway, since his leg had healed and the Liu family paid back the money on time every month. Song Wenjing asked his mother to pay off all the debts owed by the family.

Now that his family has no debts, Song Wenjing feels relieved.

Since his leg healed, Song Wenjing has been selling all the knickknacks and calligraphy and paintings by himself. Sometimes Liu Yan'an would come along to help.

This life is also very enjoyable.

When Liu Yan'an heard this, his eyes lit up, "In this case, I can go and deliver food to my husband." He wanted to be with Song Wenjing every moment.

Song Wenjing nodded and said, "That's fine. You can come over when you're free. If you're not free, I can also eat at the private school."

"it is good."

Song's mother had no objection. She just wanted them to live their own lives. She wouldn't get involved. Seeing her son living well would make her husband feel at ease in heaven.

Song Wenjing thought of something else and said, "Mom, our house leaks every time it rains, so I plan to build a house in a month."

"A big house made of blue bricks and tiles. I have enough spare silver to build the house." The value of his calligraphy and paintings has doubled. Each painting is worth a maximum of 50 taels of silver, and a minimum of 20 taels of silver.

Every month he would paint ten paintings and then sell six of them to bookshops in town.

He also does carving business. After all, who would complain about having too much money? Setting up a stall with An An is also a pleasure.

This is the breath of life.

Mother Song looked up at Song Wenjing in surprise, her heart aching. "Okay, you just need to do it. I still have money. You just need to know that I am behind you in everything."

Liu Yan'an looked at Song Wenjing excitedly, and said with a look of longing, "Wow! A big brick and tile house! That way, we don't have to worry about the rain."

There are only a few families in the village who can live in large brick and tile houses.

Song's mother said with a smile: "That's right. I'll see who dares to say that my son is a loser then." Who wouldn't want to live in a house made of blue bricks and big tiles?

She wanted to too.

If Song Wenjing's father hadn't died, their home would have been transformed into a large brick and tiled house years ago. Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned.

"Mom, you and An An can rest assured. Following me will definitely make sure you have everything you need." Song Wenjing had a righteous look on his face, and his words were full of bold statements.

"Good, good, my son has made great progress."

"My husband is the best. I love him the most." Liu Yan'an said, then lowered his head shyly. Because Song's mother was still here, he should have waited until the evening to talk about it.

[Oh my, the host can also support the family, how great.]

When Song Wenjing heard what the system said, his face was full of black lines. He said to the system: "System, are you treating me like a child?"

The system said hesitantly: "No way...." It really treated the host like a child, but it didn't tell the truth (＞w＜).

Because they are afraid of being threatened by the host.

"You..." Song Wenjing gave the system a helpless look.

The three of them looked at each other and laughed out loud.

But Liu Yan'an looked a little confused. Husband...who were you talking to just now?

The evening sun was very warm, and Liu Yanan and Song Wenjing lay in rocking chairs to bask in the sun.

Liu Dayong pushed open the door rashly and shouted, "Brother Song, where are the people?"

Song Wenjing took the book off his face and said calmly, "What's wrong?"

Liu Yan'an looked at Liu Dayong in confusion.

Liu Dayong greeted the two of them and then said, "Brother Song, I heard that Liu Fujin is missing."

Liu Yan'an frowned when he heard Liu Dayong's words. He didn't understand why his husband wanted to know about Liu Fujin.

He heard that Liu Fujin seemed to have changed completely two months ago and became extremely well-behaved.

And... I heard that Liu Fujin's jade pendant was lost by his father. Liu Fujin was very sad about this for a long time. However, Liu Fujin did not blame his father. Instead, he patiently comforted him.

Now, Liu Fujin's parents treated her even better. They had originally wanted to find a husband for her, but since Liu Fujin had insisted on refusing, they gave up.

Because Liu Fujin could make unusual food, and the food he sold was always delicious, the Liu family was able to pay back the money on time every month.

Liu Yan'an lowered his head. He was indeed a lucky star, capable of everything. The Liu family even said they would raise any child Liu Fujin gave birth to.

And say that my family's affairs have nothing to do with you.

He... is so lucky!

Seeing that he was in a low mood, Song Wenjing touched his head and said, "What's wrong? Are you angry about Liu Fujin?"

"Or is it because I let Liu Dayong pay attention to Liu Fujin that he's angry?"

Liu Yan'an hugged his waist and said in a low voice: "Husband... why are you asking about him? Is it because... you can't bear to part with him?"

Want to rekindle an old flame?

What about me? Where should I go?