I was sold when I opened my eyes! My sick and disabled husband comforts me every night after he wake

After seeing Tang Jun off, she went to Mo Ning's room, rolled up her sleeves, and said to him:

“Starting today, you can’t lie in bed all day anymore. You have to sit up to eat. By the way, the weather is nice today. After dinner, I’ll take you outside for some fresh air.”

Mo Ning turned her head and looked at her with an incredulous expression.

He hadn't left the house in five years, and he had forgotten what it was like outside.

But after searching through the closet for a long time, she still couldn't find his pants.

She asked in surprise,

Where are your trousers?

Mo Ning shook his head awkwardly.

"No."

what?

He doesn't even have a pair of pants?

She couldn't help but gasp, then said helplessly:

"I'll feed you first, then I'll go to town to buy you some clothes, otherwise how will you go out like this?"

"Our family is not well-off to begin with, so there's no need to buy anything."

It seems he is quite familiar with his family's situation.

A slight smile curved her lips as she took out the two taels of silver she had extorted from Village Chief Nie's house from under his pillow, and then gathered together the few loose silver coins that Aunt Mo had left her, playfully waving them around.

"This amount of silver is sufficient."

“But you need to save it for food and daily use. I’ve said it before, my mother isn’t coming back, so don’t expect her to bring any money back.”

Ever since Aunt Mo left, he has been saying that Aunt Mo will not come back, and that he doesn't have an uncle at all.

She didn't know if he was telling the truth or not, nor did she know why he would say that.

Perhaps he was angry at Aunt Mo for leaving without saying goodbye, and he was just saying it in anger!

If she and Mo Ning only eat thin porridge every day, the little money they have can barely last for two months.

But right now we need to buy him two sets of clothes, and for myself too. I didn't have a single decent piece of clothing when I was in the Ling family, and my aunt wouldn't let me take anything out of the Ling family.

Therefore, the only piece of clothing she owned in the Mo family was the wedding dress she was wearing.

It's really an eyesore to see people parading around in their wedding attire.

It seems she should change her clothes.

She held the small amount of silver in her hand, feeling troubled.

After feeding Mo Ning, she planned to go to the city to see if there were any cheap clothing stores and buy some groceries on the way.

When she arrived at the village entrance, she saw Old Wu sitting on a donkey cart waiting for work.

She took two steps forward and called out.

"Uncle Wu."

"oops!"

Old Wu, who was dozing off, was startled. When he turned around and saw Lan Zhi, he was so frightened that he almost fell off the donkey cart.

Lan Zhi couldn't help but smirk.

"Uncle Wu, I'm not a ghost, why are you so scared?"

Old Wu raised his hand to wipe his mouth and nose, then shook his head awkwardly.

"No... I just fell asleep. Did you call me for something?"

"Hmm, I'd like to go into town. How much will the fare be?"

"Twenty coins for a round trip, but you can't take too long. I can only wait for you for half an hour at most, which is also the time for me to go to town to pick up the person."

"to make."

As she spoke, she jumped onto the donkey cart. Old Wu raised his whip, preparing to drive off, but then looked at her suspiciously.

"Girl, you're not trying to run away, are you?"

run?

That sentence almost made her burst out laughing.

"If I wanted to run away, why would I ride in your donkey cart?"

Old Wu thought for a moment and nodded.

“That’s true. But Mo Ning is a pitiful child. His mother is gone. If you don’t take care of him, he’ll probably just have to wait to die.”

At this point, Old Wu cracked his whip again, and as the donkey cart slowly started moving, he couldn't help but ask,

"I heard your mother-in-law went out? Where did she go?"

She said she was going to see my uncle.

"Oh, are you settling in well with your life in the village?"

"pretty good."

"That's good. By the way, the people in this village are all gossipy. If they say anything about you, don't take it seriously."

Old Wu's kind reminder brought a gentle smile to Lan Zhi's face.

“I know that the villagers say I am a bewitching ghost who seduces men. I don’t understand why anyone is so hostile towards me when I’ve only been here for two days.”

Old Wu turned and looked at her, saying earnestly:

"You know, first of all, this outfit isn't suitable for wearing in the village for long. Also, how did you offend Nie Yuan? There are plenty of people in the surrounding villages who want to be related to Village Chief Nie by marriage, but Nie Yuan keeps running to your house. Do you think these people will have a good word to say about you? I advise you to ignore them in the future. Oh, and there's the miser. Of all people to mess with, you had to mess with her. Why is she called the miser? She and her own sister fought in court over fifty coins. Do you think she'll have a good word to say about you asking her for two taels of silver? She can spread a few rumors in the village and that'll be enough to get you into serious trouble."

Old Wu's words left Lan Zhi feeling both amused and exasperated.

It was clearly Nie Yuan who provoked her first, and it was clearly Village Chief Nie who wronged her, which is why she wanted compensation.

How did it all end up being her fault?

However, she didn't intend to discuss the matter further with Lao Wu, and replied casually:

"People can say whatever they want!"

Old Wu was quite surprised by her answer.

"You little rascal, you've got some tricks up your sleeve, it's just a shame!"

Lan Zhi knew that Old Wu felt sorry for her when she married Mo Ning.

She laughed, completely unconcerned.

“What’s there to regret? Although Mo Ning has physical disabilities, he is a good person and not bad-looking. Before, when I was in the Ling family, I didn’t have enough to eat or wear. Now, in the Mo family, I have the final say in everything. I don’t feel regretful or wronged.”

Her carefree attitude made Lao Wu look at her in a new light once again.

In his mind, a perfectly healthy young woman, sold to a half-dead man like Mo Ning as his wife, would surely cry and wail as if she were going to die.

But why is this girl so calm?

Looking at her face, there doesn't seem to be anything abnormal about her!

He breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that Mo Ning is indeed quite lucky!

Kangzhuang Village is not far from the nearest town, Binjiang. Even though the donkey cart travels slowly, it takes about half an hour to get there.

Old Wu tied the donkey cart to the market entrance and told Lan Zhi that he would wait for her there, and that she should go and buy things as soon as possible so that she could return home safely.

Lan Zhi bid farewell to Lao Wu and walked briskly towards the main street.

Although Binjiang Town is not far from Yangjiazhuang, she has only been there twice in recent years, and it was her older brother who secretly brought her there.

She wasn't familiar with the area, and after asking around, she finally found a clothing store.

When the proprietress saw her come in, she quickly and warmly greeted her.

"Girl, you want to buy clothes? What kind do you want?"

She looked around and nodded.

"Yes, I want to buy one set of men's clothing and one set of women's clothing."

The proprietress busied herself asking questions enthusiastically.

How tall and heavy is the man?

Lan Zhi glanced at herself, then thought of Mo Ning lying on the bed, and replied:

"He was very thin, about the same height as me, and very tall, about a head and a half taller than me!"

"Okay, please wait a moment."

The proprietress turned around to get the clothes, while Lan Zhi clutched the silver in her pocket, praying that the clothes here wouldn't be too expensive.

"Look, young lady, this is a women's outfit. You'll look great in it."

Lan Zhi touched the light pink dress and immediately showed a look of liking.

"Hmm, not bad. How much?"

The proprietress held up two fingers.

"Two taels of silver."

What?

She gaped in surprise. Two taels of silver for a single set of clothes? She only had two taels of silver on her person.

She quickly shook her head.

"This is too expensive, give me something cheaper."