Divorce her scumbag husband, marry the war king, and the hot wife gets rich through her spatial abil

Upon hearing this, Xiao Nan nimbly jumped off the kang (a heated brick bed), put on his shoes, went to the yard, picked up a wood-chopping knife, calmly walked to the door, opened it, and without saying a word, swung the knife down. Feng Shi screamed in fright, but fortunately her son caught up and pulled her away, thus avoiding the blow.

Xiao Nan's icy gaze made them take two steps back in fright.

"You old hag, if you keep spewing filth, I'll kill you!"

"You, you, you wicked devil."

"How did I ever harm you? Haven't you been the ones who wouldn't let me go?"

"It's your fault that our homes were burned down, and it's your fault that drained the well, leaving us with no water to drink."

"Oh? Then why don't you say that the people in your village are all ganging up on us, that you burn incense but do no good, that you've accumulated evil for many years, and that God is punishing you?"

"Pah, it's you, you wicked devil."

Xiao Nan stepped forward, and they stepped back: "If your aunt wanted to harm you, you would have died long ago when you were in the Zhang family. This is Heaven punishing you shameless scoundrels. If you continue to do evil, your lives will be taken away."

"You, you dare to curse your mother! Son, beat her!"

Just then, Meng Fei, carrying a knife, pulled Xiao Nan behind him. With him standing there, the village chief's family dared not come forward.

"You've forgotten, she has a man now. If you dare to bully my wife and grandma again, don't blame me for being rude to you."

His voice wasn't loud, but every word sent chills down the spines of the village chief's family.

Especially those eyes, as if they had entered a battlefield, that murderous aura was as painful as having bones broken.

"roll!"

With just one word, these people fled in terror.

Xiao Nan stood behind him and sensed the murderous aura.

What kind of person exudes a murderous aura? Those who have killed countless people are either assassins or people who have fought on the battlefield.

This man of mine is no ordinary person; he must have a lot of stories to tell.

After everyone left, Meng Fei unconsciously took Xiao Nan's hand and said, "Come on, let's go home. Leave this to me from now on; you don't need to get involved."

"it is good!"

Xiao Nan felt a slight tightening in his hand, but did not pull it away.

After entering the house and closing the door, Meng Fei realized what was happening and quickly let go of her hand.

"Nan'er, I'll go start the fire and cook."

Xiao Nan smiled and nodded, while Meng Fei, while tending the fire, looked at his own hand—the hand that had just held her small hand.

The warmth still lingers; those hands, so small, so soft, so dear to me.

Only when the old woman came in did he quickly withdraw his hand, secretly grinning foolishly.

Xiao Nan went to the backyard to check on the well. It was surprisingly deep. He estimated that it would produce water today, since Ping'an Village was not located on high ground.

There was movement on the wasteland, and the workers got up.

She dug up some scallions from the vegetable garden in the backyard, and when she returned to the kitchen, her grandmother had already put the rice into the pot.

We agreed last night that this morning we'd have rice porridge and scallion pancakes.

Of course, not all the scallions on a plot of land could be dug up; some were taken from the space.

The old woman picked scallions, then kneaded the dough to make pancakes—flatbreads that were neither too thin nor too thick. One pancake after another came out of the oven in no time, each topped with an egg pancake. Under Xiao Nan's instruction, the old woman placed the washed scallions on the egg pancakes, then rolled up the flatbreads and the egg pancakes together.

This roll contains twenty sheets, filled with stir-fried chili sauce, egg pancakes, and scallions, making up a whole large bowl.

Meng Fei swallowed hard, cursing himself for being so weak-willed. He'd eaten so much, yet he was already craving something as simple as a rolled pancake.

After setting the table, Meng Fei called the workers from the backyard to come and eat.

This time, the workers couldn't wait to sit down and even got a glare from Meng Fei. Unexpectedly, the glare worked, and the workers immediately became much more obedient, politely accepting the rolls and eating them with rice porridge in a refined manner.

Grandma and Xiao Nan each ate one. Of the remaining eighteen, Meng Fei ate two, the workers each ate three, and the remaining three were played rock-paper-scissors, otherwise they would have definitely started fighting.

Xiao Nan smiled awkwardly: "I'll make more next time."

It's just my honest opinion, is it really that serious?

Just as they were eating breakfast, the village chief came to his senses, sat up, and muttered to himself.

"Could it be that what the Taoist priest said is true? Are people who are blessed with great fortune and wealth protected by Heaven?"

Madam Feng spat and said, "If you're so good at blessing, why didn't you bless me in the previous years?"

"Sigh, I'm scared. Every time the Zhang family and I think about punishing him, we're doomed."

"It's just a coincidence. Don't worry, we'll have a chance to cure her eventually."

"It's too late. It would have been better if it had happened earlier, but now that she has a man, it's even harder to deal with her."

"A gentleman takes his revenge even after ten years; let's wait for the right opportunity."

"But what will happen to the villagers' drinking water now?"

"Let's wait and see. If it doesn't work out, we can fetch water from more than ten miles away. If all else fails, we can pool our money to dig another well."

The village chief snapped his pipe: "Dig my ass! The village wells are all dry, how could there be water elsewhere? Are you suggesting we dig a well in the field?"

Madam Feng sat down abruptly, angrily saying, "Then what do you suggest we do? You've already given the order not to let her family fetch water. If you order her to do it now, wouldn't that be a slap in your own face?"

"Sigh, we can only wait and see. Tell the villagers that there is no water and they should find their own way to get water."

There has been no well water all day. If it weren't for the fact that every household in the village has large vats to store water, they would have already started making a fuss.

Even so, many families still went to the village chief, but he refused to see them, citing illness as the reason.

The Ji clan elders, supported by their families, found the village chief and reprimanded him, declaring that if similar incidents of fire and lack of water occurred again, they would replace him as clan chief.

The village chief couldn't sit still any longer. He ordered his people to withdraw and stop caring about the village's well water.

Even so, no one saw Xiao Nan and the others come to fetch water.

Some villagers secretly went to Wang Po's backyard and climbed over the wall. They saw several people digging a well and realized that she didn't care about the village's well water at all; she was digging her own.

That's right, they've all forgotten that Wang Po's family is doing well now. With money, who would still worry about not being able to fetch water?

One by one, they arrived at the village chief's house with ashen faces. After telling him what had happened, the village chief couldn't take the shock and fainted again.

The Zhang family had been watching from the sidelines, and seeing the village chief lose out in his confrontation with the girl, they shut themselves in and began to curse loudly:

"Useless thing! One is widowed, the other is orphaned, and you can't even punish them? What kind of village chief are you? I might as well be the one!"

Upon hearing this, Qian's eyes lit up, and she nudged Zhang Dashan with her finger:

"Old man, how about we ask Tingyu to pull some strings and have you become the village chief?"

Zhang Dashan really did have this idea. Ever since his second son became successful, he had this thought. It was also because he saw that the Ji family members had fallen on hard times and none of them were promising that he started to have this idea.

He said slowly, "Not now, let's wait until the second son passes the imperial examination and becomes a scholar."

“I’ve had a problem with that old village chief for a long time. By the way, now that we have some money, why don’t we buy a cow and a few acres of fertile land? With a cow, we won’t have to rent from the village chief anymore. In our spare time, we can work as porters and earn some extra money. What do you think?”

Zhang Dashan glared at her and said in a deep voice, "Did you see that slut bought a donkey and then you wanted to buy a cow?"

"We can't be outdone by a discarded woman, and besides, our family needs an ox."

"Okay, I'll wait until next spring to buy it. It'll be too expensive at the end of the year to buy it now."

"Why wait for spring? It's cheap now. Besides, we'll need it for the autumn harvest. I don't want to see his smug face again. We have to wait until his clansmen have used it before it's our turn."

"Okay, let's pick a nice day and go to the city to buy it."

"Ah, ah"

Upon hearing this, Zhao said, "I'll go too."

"It's so inconvenient to have two kids with me."

“They are very well-behaved. Otherwise, I will go back to my parents’ home and never come back.”

"You! Fine, fine, sigh!"

The Zhang family built three large brick houses. Zhao and her children occupied one room, the elderly couple occupied another, and the middle room served as the living room.

Little did they know, this trip involved more than just buying cattle.

However, that's a matter for later.