Wearing the Book, The Villain Cub Needs Feeding

Su Jiaoniang transmigrated into a book, becoming the mother of the big villain from an ancient melodrama—a paranoid, ruthless, and sadistic man.

In the book, the big villain is a notoriously ...

Chapter 271 Absolutely inhuman!

So who is she going to love?

Seeing the two naive people with their own thoughts, Su Jiaoniang closed her eyes and continued to sleep.

A day has passed.

The sound of Huang Erlan crying could be heard from outside.

Su Jiaoniang listened to Huang Erlan complaining to Old Man Guo, who kept saying that Widow Han's brow was blind and couldn't see her good points.

Su Jiaoniang almost burst out laughing upon hearing this.

Widow Han isn't blind; she's taken a liking to Lu Wujiu. How could Huang Erlan compare to this man?

If you like to mutter, then mutter...

If you can't get it, just complain.

Wanting to go out for a walk, several guards in black immediately followed behind Su Jiaoniang.

This is no ordinary time. Song Qian is watching closely, and it would be dangerous for him to go out alone to make changes.

Su Jiaoniang paused in her steps as she was leaving, then stayed at home reading the law.

She has never liked to trouble others, and she won't bother people if she can't.

After reading for a while, the sound of Xiao Ya reciting her lessons reached my ears, and Feng Yuwei played the zither, filling the courtyard with music.

June in the human world.

It's the perfect time of year.

Lotus flowers are in bloom, and delicious food abounds.

Seeing Xie grab a handful of lotus leaves, Su Jiaoniang said, "Let's make some lotus leaf chicken."

Ms. Xie responded and walked towards the kitchen.

Glancing at Su Jiaoniang lounging lazily outside, she felt a little uneasy. Her mistress was usually so busy that she rarely had time to rest, and now that she could finally relax, she should be able to breathe a sigh of relief.

However, some people are just born to be busy.

If you stop moving, you'll feel all sorts of discomfort.

Su Jiaoniang took a nap, and then took another nap.

He got up and walked towards the study, watching Lu Wujiu handling official business.

She said, "I'll help you!"

“Okay!” Lu Wujiu did not doubt Su Jiaoniang’s ability, nor did he ask her how to handle it.

He separated half of it and handed it to Su Jiaoniang.

Su Jiaoniang glanced at it a few times, then pushed it back.

Professionals should do professional things. She doesn't have the ability, so she shouldn't get involved, otherwise she'll just be making things worse.

His gaze fell on Lu Wujiu, and he thought that the person in front of him was quite bold.

I dare to hand it over to her.

Is this what trust is?

Su Jiaoniang shook her head. Apart from her teammates, she had never trusted anyone, and her trust was not so easy to gain.

"Mother, if you have nothing to do, you can make some small toys to pass the time." Fu Tu looked at Su Jiao Niang's wandering and dazed appearance, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

This is what it looks like when it's not busy.

He's quite busy every day.

Let's not be idle.

Su Jiaoniang thought for a moment and decided to purify more alcohol, as she would definitely need it in the future.

She sent Old Guo out to buy some strong liquor, and also asked Zhang the blacksmith next door to come over. Su Jiaoniang drew out the equipment for purifying alcohol and waited for the liquor to arrive.

Zhang the blacksmith was very skilled; he made the props in just one or two days.

With an endless supply of firewood at home, Su Jiaoniang started a fire in the courtyard to purify alcohol.

The method is very simple, just simple distillation; she couldn't do anything too complicated.

The fire was raging, and the smell of alcohol filled the courtyard. Feng Yuwei, who was teaching, put down his book and walked towards Su Jiaoniang.

Scholars all have one flaw: they like to drink and recite poetry.

The poems may not be good, but the wine I drink is as good as it can be.

His eyes gleamed as he stared at Su Jiaoniang.

At this moment, it is perfectly clear why a dignified regent would be captivated by a mere widow.

The prince didn't like the widow; he liked her talent.

Lu Wujiu was unaware of Feng Yuwei's inner thoughts. He couldn't quite explain what he liked about her at the moment, but he simply couldn't bear to let her go with someone else and wanted to keep her by his side.

Falling in love with someone might be a very simple thing.

There's no point in investigating the reasons.

He stared at the purified liquid: "Is it drinkable?"

"No!" Su Jiaoniang shook her head.

Drinking this stuff can be fatal.

Alcohol poisoning, if not treated properly, can ruin a person's life.

He explained the harms and the effects. Fu Tu, who was in the study, heard this and his eyes narrowed slightly. He had heard this theory before.

From whom did you hear that?

A figure in bright red clothes appeared in my mind.

He quickly shook his head.

It's best not to think about things that aren't important. He's doing well now and doesn't need to create trouble for himself.

As she purified the alcohol, Su Jiaoniang finally felt a sense of fulfillment.

It turns out she's someone who can't stand being idle.

Keep the fire burning, keep refining...

Suddenly, a crying sound rang out, and Su Jiaoniang looked towards the gate.

Xiao Bao, his clothes disheveled, ran in from outside; he had even lost one of his boots.

Upon seeing Su Jiaoniang, Xiao Bao's cries intensified, and tears streamed down his face as if they were free.

She got up, put down what she was doing, walked over to Xiaobao, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Dad... Dad asked Mom for money, but Mom wouldn't give it to him, and he hit her," Xiao Bao said, choking back tears.

Su Jiaoniang's face turned extremely ugly.

Ms. Deng was still pregnant at this time.

Su Li is a terrible person; he actually laid a hand on a pregnant woman.

How could such a kind-hearted person turn into such a vicious person?

Su Jiaoniang walked outside, Fu Tu frowned, got up, and followed her. Lu Wujiu in the study put down what he was holding, got up, and followed her.

At this moment, he was extremely worried about women going out.

Song Qian was not a big shot.

If she wanted his help, he could kill Song Qian tonight.

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