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

"Well, I'll go wash my face and brush my teeth first." Wen Yian said with a smile.

Li Gang said, "Let's go together! I also need to wash my face and brush my teeth." He thought Wen Zhiqing was a pretty nice person.

"Let's go!" Wen Yian took a basin and went to an open space to fetch water to wash his face. He looked up outside and saw that the sky was slowly getting brighter.

After washing their faces and brushing their teeth, Wen Yian and Li Gang went out to the village entrance.

When Wen Yian arrived, Song Wenjing was already sitting on the ox cart.

When Song Wenjing saw Wen Yian, he called out, "Wen Zhiqing, there's still room for you here." He patted the seat next to him. This was the seat he had reserved specifically for Wen Yian.

Wen Yian turned around and talked to Li Gang, then ran to Song Wenjing and said with a smile, "Brother Song, you got up so early." He thought he had already gotten up very early.

Only now do I realize that I am the slowest.

"I'm used to it. Just sit next to me. You can hold my hand even if the road gets bumpy."

"Okay." Wen Yian agreed readily and sat next to Song Wenjing.

The aunt next to him said when she heard it, "Song boy, when did you become so close to Wen Zhiqing?" It was rare. She thought that Song Wenjing would not make friends since his parents died.

Who makes Song Wenjing always look so silent?

"That's right, but it's good to make friends. At least I won't be alone."

"That's right. People should make more friends. One more friend means one more path. It's always true."

"That makes sense." Everyone nodded in agreement.

Song Wenjing said, "If you meet someone by chance and they hit it off, then you know them. After a while, the relationship will improve."

The aunt nodded, "That's right." She turned to look at Wen Yian and said, "Wen Zhiqing, are you going to buy something? It's rare to see Wen Zhiqing out."

Wen Yian was at least from the city, so he should be wealthy. He just looked a little thinner and a little frail. Who would want to marry someone so frail?

How can I support my wife with only five work points a day? And Song Wenjing is the same. He helps Wen Zhiqing with work whenever he has time, but he doesn't even bother to help her.

We’ll see how he gets married in the future.

When everyone heard this, they looked at Wen Yian curiously. If Wen Yian was rich, wouldn't it be a blessing to let their daughter marry him? Maybe they could even go back to the city with him in the future.

This is a huge opportunity.

What's wrong with not being able to work? But he has a good brain.

Wen Yian replied, "I've been working so hard, I want to treat myself." He then asked, "Auntie, are you going to buy something?"

"My grandson likes to eat candied haws, so... I have no choice but to buy them for him." The aunt said in a proud tone.

Everyone started talking about their own grandchildren and sons, and forgot what they had just wanted to say to Wen Yian.

"Oh, Aunt Wang's grandson is so round, white and plump, just like a fat baby, so cute! It's just a candied haws, if I were you, I would buy him too."

"That's right. Why is my skinny, dark-skinned monkey so naughty? All he does all day is climb trees, dig bird eggs, and roll in mud puddles. Alas!" She is always busy all day long.

As soon as my son comes back, all his clothes have to be washed, but I have to.

"Speaking of this, who doesn't have a son?" someone complained. But in his heart, he was still a little happy, at least he had a son.

Wen Yian was almost thrown off the road, but Song Wenjing grabbed his waist and saved him. He turned around and said in shock, "Brother Song, thank you."

"Be careful." After this incident, Song Wenjing's hand never dropped. Wen Yian felt his hand on his waist and looked away uncomfortably.

The others were not much better off, all stumbling around.

"Ouch! My waist, Lao Wang, can't you be more careful? Look at the road. Really, it's like this every time. Last time I almost flew out."

"That's right, look at how miserable we are."

"Hey? My head... Stop grabbing my hair."

"Don't touch my things, let go..."

"My things fell, has anyone seen my things?"

……

Wen Yian and Song Wenjing smiled at each other, thinking, "This adjective is really generous, without any hesitation."

Lao Wang quickly apologized and promised to watch the road carefully, and then everyone fell silent.

"Oh, what does it mean to be like a dog chewing mud? It doesn't sound nice at all." It sounds weird.

Aunt Li smiled innocently, "Hey, I'm just imitating what those educated youth said. I'm an educated person now. Anyway, the meaning is roughly the same."

"Hahaha, you're the only one who's educated. I'm almost illiterate."

"It's just a few words, look at what you can do."

Aunt Li snorted coldly, these people are just jealous.

Song Wenjing turned his head to look elsewhere, his lips twitching slightly. This doesn't mean the same thing. How could he describe himself like this?

After a while, we arrived at the destination.

Wen Yian got off the ox cart and didn't know what to buy for a moment. Should he buy White Rabbit candy or canned fruit?

Seeing Wen Yian in a daze, Song Wenjing pulled his sleeve and said, "What's wrong, Wen Zhiqing, do you want to go to the state-owned restaurant?" The others had already left, and only the two of them were still here.

Wen Yian's eyes lit up when he heard this. He could invite Song Wenjing to dinner at a state-owned restaurant, so that he wouldn't take advantage of Song Wenjing.

"Okay, let's go." Fortunately, he brought the hostage tickets.

Wen Yian held his head high and chest puffed out as he pulled Song Wenjing over. He looked energetic and very proud.

When they arrived at the state-owned restaurant, Wen Yian asked Song Wenjing to sit down and he would treat them.

Song Wenjing nodded in agreement. A relationship lasts only when there's give and take. He really likes Wen Yian's personality; he really has good taste.

Hey.

He said, "Do you have tickets? I happen to have some meat tickets here. We can each contribute a portion. We have such a good relationship, there's no need to divide it so clearly."

Wen Yian said: "I have a meat ticket and enough money. You just need to find a seat and sit down." And... Wen Yian glanced at him. What do you mean they have such a good relationship that they don't need to be so clear?

When Song Wenjing said this, people who didn't know him would think that he and he were brothers.

"Okay?" Song Wenjing said with a little regret: "I'll wait for you over there." He walked to the corner and sat down.

Wen Yian ordered a plate of braised pork and sweet and sour pork ribs. He also ordered two vegetarian dishes. Just now, when he asked Song Wenjing what he wanted, he said anything was fine, such as tofu.

After paying the money and the ticket, Wen Yian went over and sat down to wait for the food to be served. After a while, Song Wenjing came over with the food.

"Eat! This is all meat. I got it thanks to Wen Zhiqing." Song Wenjing put a piece of meat into his bowl and said with a smile.

Wen Yian said happily: "Then eat more." He could also treat Song Wenjing to meat, he was not useless.

The two of us passed the food to each other, and it was a happy scene.

After dinner, both of them were stuffed and rested for a while. Wen Yian found an excuse to leave, and Song Wenjing could only walk around alone, stopping to look at the characteristics of this era. He bought some milk powder, mainly to nourish Wen Yian.

Since the family had everything they needed, he bought some food, such as canned fruit, White Rabbit milk candy, cakes, and some hard candy.

Wen Yian bought some white flour buns, pastries, and canned meat.

Looking at the things in his hand, he smiled with satisfaction. Brother Song should like these. Who doesn't like white flour buns at this time? And canned meat, this is a rare thing.

If he hadn't gone earlier, he wouldn't have been able to buy the canned meat.

"Don't run, hurry... catch him... don't let him run away."