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

"Okay, I'll go back to the house then."

"Come on, let's go back together. It's really hot. I need to take a shower first, otherwise I can't sleep."

"I'll wash it too."

……

Wen Yian finished his shower and lay comfortably in bed, unable to understand why Song Wenjing had offered to treat him to a meal. Was he trying to get close to him? Did Song Wenjing have a crush on one of the young women from the Youth House?

But he doesn't have a very good relationship with the people in the Youth League Institute, so no one can help him!

As he was thinking, Wen Yian fell asleep.

Mr. Song Wenjing...it's impossible that he likes him!

Song Wenjing tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. The moment he closed his eyes, the first thing he thought of was Wen Yian. The fire in his body wouldn't go out.

How can someone be so attractive?

"Damn it!!!" Song Wenjing got up uncomfortably, opened the door and ran to the toilet to take several cold showers, but he couldn't put out the fire in his heart.

"It's really hard to live like this."

"Hmm... I really don't want to be a human..."

Song Wenjing grabbed a handful of hair randomly. This system is really slow. It hasn't come back yet. Based on the system's rhetoric, who knows who the villain is?

Isn't this difficult for him?

Is it a legitimate system? Who knows if it's a knock-off system?

It was midnight when Song Wenjing finally fell asleep.

The cicadas outside were calling louder and louder, the dogs in the village barked from time to time, and soon the owner's angry curses were heard.

The barking of dogs stopped, and the moon shone on the quiet village, as if saying hello.

In the morning, Song Wenjing went to get his tools, walked to his position and started plowing the fields. This life is really tiring, or else he will get sick suddenly!

Can……

Song Wenjing turned his head to look at Wen Yian who was working hard, his eyes softened. Forget it, how could a real man get sick just to avoid working?

If he fell ill, what would Wen Yian do? With his frail body, how could he possibly do so much work?

Wen Yian felt Song Wenjing's gaze, his body stiffened, and he turned to look at Song Wenjing in confusion, as if asking: What's wrong?

Song Wenjing shook his head to indicate that everything was fine.

Seeing Song Wenjing continue to work, Wen Yian turned back and looked at the fields in front of him. He felt tired. But it was better than living in the city. As long as he worked hard, he would not starve to death.

When it was time to get off work, Song Wenjing wiped the sweat from his forehead, walked towards Wen Yian, and said, "Wen Zhiqing, come to my house for dinner! I have a question I want to ask you. There's not enough time to talk about it here."

Wen Yian turned to look at him, somewhat hesitant. After all... he couldn't possibly eat for free at Song Wenjing's house! It wasn't like he was broke.

And...what problem takes so much time?

Song Wenjing put his hand on his shoulder and whispered, "Wen Zhiqing, you know I'm the only one in my family. It's inevitable that I feel a little lonely. I just want to find a friend to talk to."

"Other people think I'm unlucky, and I don't know who to turn to." Song Wenjing looked at Wen Yian pitifully and pulled his sleeve aggrievedly, without using much force, but Wen Yian could still feel it.

He said aggrievedly: "Wen Zhiqing, I want to be friends with you, okay? I'm alone and a little scared..."

Wen Yian was a little hesitant at first, but seeing Song Wenjing's pitiful appearance, he softened his heart and said, "I, I can't take advantage of you." Why not find time to go to the market to buy things!

"How could that be possible? If Wen Zhiqing wants to repay me, he can just chat with me more. After all, I'm very lonely and want to find a friend."

Take advantage? He actually wanted Wen Yian to take advantage of him, but unfortunately, this was impossible.

When Wen Yian heard this, he agreed. He ran over to tell the cook at the Youth House that he would no longer be eating there.

The two walked side by side, and the villagers looked at them in confusion.

"When did Song Wenjing become so close to Wen Zhiqing? It's rare! Ever since Old Song passed away, Song Wenjing sometimes didn't go to work, but for the past two weeks, he's been at work on time every day."

"It's really rare."

"Yeah, I think I heard that Song Wenjing saved Wen Zhiqing. Could that be the reason for their interaction?"

Someone affirmed, "That must be the case. No wonder I saw Wen Zhiqing taking something to Song Wenjing's house last night. There's nothing wrong with him going to his savior's house." Besides, Wen Zhiqing is not a woman.

There's nothing to be ashamed of. What is there for two grown men to talk about?

"Oh~ That makes sense. Nothing to think about."

"Oh! What's there to talk about? Have you heard? Widow Zhang next door is pregnant."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's attention was instantly drawn over.

Someone asked in shock: "Ah! This widow's husband died a year ago. Whose child could this be?"

"Maybe some married man got Widow Zhang pregnant. We have to keep an eye on our men, otherwise it will be a disaster."

"Yes."

"This widow is a bitch. After her husband died, she seduced other men. In the final analysis, she is just trying to get something for nothing."

……

Zhou Liang heard several women discussing this, and he walked slowly past them. Indeed, he had also heard that Song Wenjing had saved Wen Yian.

But the next day, Wen Yian went to the county to buy cakes for Song Wenjing. But why did he go there last night? Could it be that Song Wenjing was greedy?

It must be like this, otherwise why would Wen Yian come to his house for no reason? Last night he accidentally saw Wen Yian taking brown sugar out, so he should be going to Song Wenjing's house.

Song Wenjing must have forced Wen Yian to take the good things by using the favor of saving his life, otherwise why would Song Wenjing always hang around in front of Wen Yian?

"Let's go, Zhou Liang. Going back early will give you more time to rest."

Zhou Liang responded and went back with his good brother.

In the Youth League Home, people took turns cooking. Everyone would put the food they needed for the day in the kitchen, and hide the rest in their own rooms.

If you don't want to eat, just tell the person who cooked today.

Fetching water, collecting firewood, and so on were all arranged to ensure that everyone could do it. If you didn't want to do it, you could pay someone else to do it for you.

Wen Yian walked behind Song Wenjing, thinking with some regret: Why did I just give in? What if he is a liar?

But... Song Wenjing's behavior didn't seem like that of a liar, nor did he seem to be greedy for his money.

It was strange, why would he invite him to dinner? If he were Song Wenjing, he would definitely not invite a stranger to dinner. After all, in this era of food scarcity, only someone with a very good relationship would invite you to dinner at someone else's home.

Does he have a good relationship with Song Wenjing?

"Um...you...why did you stop suddenly?" Wen Yian rubbed his forehead which was hurt by the collision and looked at Song Wenjing in confusion.