After rebirth, I became the villain’s sister-in-law Bai Yueguang

Jiang Wancheng returned to the room and lay quietly on the kang.

It wasn't until the master next door became quiet that Jiang Wancheng gently closed his eyes.

What kept thinking in her mind were still the words Wen Chaoyan asked her tonight.

"Have you already thought about where you will go after the hundred days are over?"

"what?"

Jiang Wancheng immediately understood that Wen Chaoyan was reminding her that it was time for her to leave the Wen family.

Orion added: "My wife neither remembers her past nor plans to return to Dajin to find her relatives. If you really make up your mind and just want to live a peaceful life, how about buying a house in a nearby village?"

Jiang Wancheng did not answer.

For some reason, when Jiang Wancheng met Wen Chaoyan's cold, reserved and distant gaze, he felt like someone had poured a basin of ice water on him that was freezing to the bone.

She heaved a long sigh.

Then he smiled wryly to himself, it turned out that he had never thought of leaving her behind and wanted her to stay in the Wen family.

Now that the deadline has not yet expired, I can't wait to think of a way out for her.

And some of her throbs and random thoughts these days were, after all, nothing more than a mediocre disturbance of her own.

That's it.

This place was not her home in the first place, and the shared hardships these days were nothing more than experiences.

She had no intention of getting married in this life, wouldn't this be just right?

After leaving the Wen family, I could live my own life without the husband's troubles.

Rent a house with trees and flowers, buy an acre of land, grow some vegetables, and raise some chickens.

In spring, you can go pick some mushrooms and dig some spring bamboo shoots.

Maybe Manager Liu from Qingyue Tower would be willing to buy her fungi, and saving some money would be enough for a year's expenses.

Make some snacks and sell them in the town, and you will make more money...

When the time comes, hire a maid to serve you, and buy a ferocious wolf dog to guard your home.

The more he thought about it, the calmer Jiang Wancheng felt.

That's fine too.

Although there are people in the Wen family that she is reluctant to part with, she has repaid her kindness for taking them in and treating them, and she has fulfilled all the three promises she made.

No regrets, no need to force yourself to stay.

The next day.

When Jiang Wancheng opened his eyes, it was already bright.

Although the craftsmen came one after another, she still left the house.

He just kept his head down and tried not to look over there.

After going to the latrine and washing up, Jiang Wancheng and Sister Ya came to the kitchen where Wen Dalang had already prepared breakfast.

Although it was just simple porridge, there were leftovers from last night, so the two children ate quite well.

Jiang Wancheng also ate some casually and found that Orion went out again early in the morning.

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief and thought to herself: It would be nice not to bump into each other.

Without thinking much, he went back to the room and continued making shoes.

At noon, it was bustling outside again, and even Jiang Wancheng heard the chatter and laughter of the sisters-in-law and aunts.

Jiang Wancheng got off the kang and moved a stool to sit at the door.

But after a while, all the talking and laughing stopped abruptly.

Sister Ya came in and said that her eldest brother was back.

Jiang Wancheng thought to himself: It's so boring, I didn't even hear all the gossip.

However, by evening, she finally finished the remaining three pairs of shoes.

Jiang Wancheng put on his own clothes first. They were soft and warm on his feet. It was really comfortable.

She immediately took the other two pairs and went out. When she saw Mr. Feng, she immediately shouted: "Master! Your shoes are ready, do you want to try them?" Upon hearing this, Mr. Feng responded happily: "Good disciple. Son, master will come right away!"

After Mr. Feng washed his hands, he came over like a gust of wind, tried it, and praised repeatedly: "Not bad, not bad! It's as soft and warm as the two dolls said!"

"Good disciple, from now on I will leave all the shoes for my master to you!"

Jiang Wancheng patted his chest and responded quickly: "This is what a disciple should do. Master, please take a look around. If it doesn't fit, I will change it."

Mr. Feng: "It fits, it fits. It's just right."

The two masters and apprentices were having a good time, and the hunter who was building a pen next to the hut was really red-eyed.

After waiting for a while, he couldn't wait for the girl's call, so he had to clap his hands, then got up and walked over.

Staring at the other pair of shoes in Jiang Wancheng's hand, Wen Chaoyan raised a smile on his face and just said: "Could this pair be..."

Jiang Wancheng didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and stuffed it directly into his arms: "It belongs to Lang Jun. Lang Jun, please try it too."

After she finished speaking politely, she walked straight to the kitchen.

Jiang Wancheng decided that although there were still more than ten days left, he would still stand the final guard.

Therefore, if I was busy doing needlework during the day and it was not convenient to go out and show my face, I would work hard on dinner every day.

Looking at the girl's leaving figure, the smile on Wen Chaoyan's face slowly fell.

Then he frowned slightly, why did he feel that... the girl was particularly cold and distant today?

Feng Lao also immediately noticed a change in his disciple's attitude towards Wen Dalang.

His eyes couldn't help but go back and forth between the kitchen and the hunter, but he secretly said happily in his heart: This is so good, this is so good!

You just can't be too disrespectful to this Wen Dalang. It's so unbecoming for an unmarried man and an unmarried woman to have their eyes glued to the girl all day long! ?

Feng Lao, who was in a happy mood, hummed a tune and turned back to his room happily.

Jiang Wancheng rolled up his sleeves and prepared to make noodle soup tonight.

Still cut some meat and mince it into fine pieces.

Take out the radish and tart vegetables, shred the radish and chop the tart vegetables.

Stir-fry the meat sauce in the pot, then add shredded radish and ginger, stir-fry until fragrant and add boiling water.

Then start pulling the noodles and put the noodles into the pot after the water boils.

Finally, sprinkle with chopped green onions and minced cabbage, and a fragrant bowl of minced meat hand-pulled noodles is ready.

He continued to cut up the braised beef he brought back and put it on the table, and poured a bowl of wine for Mr. Feng.

"Master, you can only drink one bowl tonight."

Although he was under the control of his disciple, Mr. Feng was not annoyed at all and responded cheerfully: "You can just take a bowl of it as you say."

Wen Erlang muttered: "If you keep getting drunk again, I would rather come to the kitchen and sleep on the floor at night."

Feng Lao's old face turned red, and he said with embarrassment: "Last night, I lost my temper. Next time, just leave me in the kitchen!"

"But don't forget to cover me with a quilt!"

Jiang Wancheng covered his lips and chuckled, and Sister Ya also giggled.

She stopped paying attention and naturally didn't know that Wen Chaoyan's eyes fell on her several times.

But she didn't look at him again the whole night.

In winter, eating a bowl of hot noodle soup will keep you warm.

After putting on these new shoes, everyone's hands and feet feel warm.

Sister Ya and Wen Erlang were playing boxing together in the yard.

Mr. Feng sat on the porch and admired the moon.

Orion continues to build his enclosure.

Jiang Wancheng returned to the room with hot water and wiped himself.

When he came out to pour water, he found Wen Chaoyan, shirtless, wiping himself with cold water by the well in the courtyard.

Perhaps he didn't expect that she would suddenly come out again, and Wen Chaoyan's body paused instantly.

Then he pulled aside his clothes and quickly put them on.