It was the autumn harvest season recently, and Song Wen just wanted to go to the village chief's house to discuss some matters, but he didn't expect to suffer such an unexpected disaster.
The moment he saw Zhang Caihong stopping him, Song Wen turned around and left without thinking.
"Song Wen, stop right there." Zhang Caihong shouted angrily.
Because of frequent quarrels with Liu Cuihua's family these days, Zhang Caihong's voice has unconsciously become shrill, sounding a bit sharp and harsh.
Song Wen naturally wouldn't listen. What happened in her family these days was known to everyone, and his mother also warned him every day to stay away from this family.
So instead of stopping, he quickened his pace to turn around.
"Song Wen, if you don't listen to me today, I'll go talk to Wu Xing."
Zhang Caihong's sinister voice reached Song Wen's ears along with the evening breeze, making people feel cold.
Song Wen stopped walking, frowned and looked at her with some disgust: "What do you want to do?"
After Song Ruan came back today, Yang Moer came over and asked her to make some snacks for her.
Since she had some free time anyway, Song Ruan agreed and thought about making some snacks.
In the black soil of the space, in addition to the grains and wild ginseng that were usually grown, many other things are now planted.
There is no shortage of flour, peanuts, and various beans in the space now, so Song Ruan looked around at the supplies and prepared to make the Cheetos that children like to eat nowadays.
She kneaded the flour and water for a while, then let Yang Moer take over, and then she went to prepare the filling.
Ordinary Cheetos are made of flour only, but Song Ruan wanted to add fillings into them and make them into two kinds: salty and sweet. The salty one is bean filling, and the sweet one is peanut and white sugar filling.
Making snacks is quite time-consuming, but the moment you finish, you will feel a sense of accomplishment.
As soon as it came out of the pot, Song Ruan took a bite without fear of the heat.
Well, it tastes good. The Cheetos with fillings are indeed more delicious than ordinary Cheetos.
Yang Moer ate several mouthfuls in a row, with a satisfied look on her face: "Sister-in-law, the crispy corners you made are really delicious, better than the ones made by everyone in the village combined."
"It's okay, it's okay." Song Ruan said with a smile.
It’s filled with lots of fillings, how can it not be delicious?
Yang Moer ate two and then stopped, suggesting, "Sister-in-law, why don't we take some over for Xiao Lei and Brother Song Wen to eat."
"Yeah, okay." Song Ruan nodded. She had the same idea.
After leaving some at home, the two of them walked briskly towards the Song family with the remaining snacks.
However, he didn't expect to see Zhang Caihong pestering his elder brother on the road.
"Song Wen, I had a dream. It was a very real dream. In the dream, I was your wife, not that bitch Wu Xing! I should be the one who was with you!" Zhang Caihong became more and more excited as she spoke.
When Song Ruan heard this, he immediately put the snack jar he was holding into Yang Moer's arms and was about to rush over.
Song Wen had his back to Song Ruan and did not see his sister. He listened expressionlessly as Zhang Caihong finished talking about her dream before he slowly spoke.
"If it's really like what you said, then I'm glad that it's Wu Xing instead of you who's with me now."
Zhang Caihong's heart choked.
Song Ruan also stopped and wanted to hear what his brother had to say.
"I knew from a young age that I should take good care of my younger siblings, help my parents with work, and take on the responsibility of being the eldest son. So, at that time, my mind was only on my family, and even my studies were utilitarian.
Since I met Wu Xing, I have started to have myself, her, and our child. She especially admires people who are good at studying. Since then, I suddenly feel that studying is not for a better job, but simply because I like it, and I like her admiration.
It is my good fortune to meet Wu Xing.
If it is true as you said, that I was with you in my dream, then I would not be as happy in my dream as I am now."
Song Wen seemed to be immersed in his own thoughts, and every word he spoke was gentle.
It was so gentle that it was piercing her ears. Zhang Caihong suddenly felt like a fire was rising in her body, burning her head.
"You're talking nonsense! What do you mean by being with me will definitely not be as happy as being with Wu Xing? You haven't even tried it, what right do you have to say that!"
Zhang Caihong yelled hysterically.
But Song Wen on the opposite side frowned and took several steps back, with an expression on his face as if he was looking at someone annoyed.
This immediately hurt her, and all the grievances she had suffered in the Song family over the past few days burst out.
"It's me. I'm your wife. You should be with me! Everything Wu Xing has should be mine now!"
Zhang Caihong approached with red eyes and pounced on Song Wen without thinking.
Song Wen frowned and reached out to push her away, but Zhang Caihong came up to her from the side like taffy.
Just when his innocence was in danger, Song Ruan rushed to Zhang Caihong like a calf, and used all his strength to pull Zhang Caihong away and throw her to the ground.
Zhang Caihong was thrown to the ground. She didn't even get up. She just sat on the ground and cried, "You are all bad people. You all bully me. Wuuwuwu..."
Song Wen never expected things to turn out this way, and was a little confused for a moment.
But Song Ruan was not confused. She was very clear-headed and did not sympathize at all with Zhang Caihong who was crying bitterly.
Immediately, she stood in front of her eldest brother and protected him.
Song Ruan panted and said, "Zhang Caihong, if you want to cry, go back and cry. Don't think of accusing my elder brother of bullying you. I saw it all."
Yang Moer was startled just now, but when she came to her senses, she quickly stepped forward and said, "I saw it too. Humph, don't even think about bullying my sister-in-law and Brother Song Wen."
Zhang Caihong raised her head from her arms, her face full of tears: "Song Ruan, is your heart made of iron? Song Jin's family bullied me, don't you know? You also heard what I said just now. If Wu Xing hadn't intervened, I would probably have married your eldest brother just like in my dream, and I would have been your eldest sister-in-law!"
Song Ruan pouted: "Pooh, pooh, pooh, bad luck! You want to be my sister-in-law? Just keep dreaming! Are you responsible for the fate of Song Jin's family? Why are you pretending to be an innocent victim in front of me? I won't buy it."
Whenever Song Ruan thought about Zhang Caihong in her dream being her sister-in-law and bringing disaster to her family, she would tremble with anger.
She quickly pulled her brother with one hand and Yang Moer with the other and left, "Let's go, let's go quickly and go home to take a bath with pomelo leaves."
"I mean it. That dream was really real."
Zhang Caihong sat on the ground, her eyes fixed on Song Wen's elegant figure, watching them walk away, muttering to herself.
"Why don't you believe me? If it weren't for Wu Xing, I would be your wife..."
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