"What Scholar Lu said is true. Aunt Zhao framed Madam Wen for money."

"Yes, Aunt Zhao, you framed her. Are you going to take advantage of your age and refuse to admit it?"

The surrounding villagers burst into laughter. Old Mrs. Zhao couldn't even lift her head in embarrassment.

The embroiderer beside her blushed more and more, her face growing increasingly red with shame and indignation.

So, amidst the laughter of the crowd.

Aunt Zhao looked at Wen Nan with her chest heaving and said reluctantly, "Madam Wen, it was me. I wanted that money and framed you. Madam Wen, please calm down for the sake of our neighbor relationship."

The people around burst into laughter.

Wen Nan raised an eyebrow slightly and walked straight out from behind Lu Yanqing.

“Aunt Zhao…are you not really willing? In that case, we won’t force you…” Wen Nan tilted his head slightly.

Aunt Zhao hurriedly changed her tune and stepped forward to take Wen Nan's hand.

"Madam Wen, it was Aunt Zhao's fault. It will definitely not happen again. Please forgive Aunt Zhao." Aunt Zhao changed her tone, but her eyes seemed to be filled with venom.

In winter... Aunt Zhao was so angry that her head was spinning.

"From now on, just be a good person and do things conscientiously; that's better than anything else."

The excitement subsided.

...

Wen Nan pushed open the door. Lu Yanqing saw the closed kitchen... and was slightly taken aback.

Has Wen Nan suddenly changed his mind this time?

Besides... how could the young lady of Wennan, a wealthy family, do such menial work?

As soon as Lu Yanqing stepped into the wooden house, Wen Nan tiptoed and patted Lu Yanqing's dark hair and the snow on his shoulders.

The woman tilted her head slightly, her warm breath brushing against Lu Yanqing's earlobe.

Lu Yanqing felt a little itchy.

"Thank you, my husband. You are the best husband in the world."

The woman's voice seemed to have grown legs, and like a lark, it rang in Lu Yanqing's ears.

Lu Yanqing's ears turned slightly red, and she was somewhat flustered. She took a step back, and Wen Nan's hand, which was patting the falling snow, missed its mark.

But Wen Nan had a sweet smile on her face.

"My husband is the first person to treat me so well." The woman pursed her lips slightly, tilted her head slightly, and her watery eyes seemed to be adorned with a bright light.

Speak softly and gently.

Lu Yanqing was somewhat flustered again. He stumbled into the house, avoiding contact with Wen Nan.

He coughed a few times unnaturally.

"This is what you deserve, the injustice you suffered." The young man's ears turned slightly red. Even his voice was gone, his usual composure... now tinged with urgency.

Wen Nan pursed her lips slightly, then suddenly smiled.

Lu Yanqing... how amusing he is, teasing him seems like a good idea.

Hearing Wen Nan's laughter, Lu Yanqing seemed slightly flustered. He walked to the table and took out a military treatise from his bag.

He carefully flipped through the pages, seemingly trying to suppress his unease.

Suddenly, a woman's slightly amused voice came from behind.

"Husband, you're holding the book upside down."

Lu Yanqing immediately and frantically flipped the book back over.

But then it was discovered that... he had taken the correct one all along.

Wen Nan did it on purpose.

Sure enough, after Lu Yanqing made that move, the people behind him... burst out laughing.

Lu Yanqing took out the black silk money bag and placed it on the table.

Wen Nan immediately stopped smiling and stepped forward. She looked at Lu Yanqing and said, "I just touched it, and it's quite heavy."

As Wen Nan spoke, he reached out and picked up a bean pod. With a gentle squeeze, the outer shell crumbled, and the golden bean inside rolled out.

It even bounced a few times on the tabletop.