The wicked sister-in-law is in charge; meals include fish and shrimp.

Chapter 411 Being Treated as a Hypothetical Enemy

Originally, Xie Jinghua was talking to his family, but Wu Ya'er's interruption put him in a bad mood, so he made an excuse to go inside.

Wen Luozhi winked at Wen Zijin, who understood and followed him, since the two scholars were more likely to have something to talk about.

Wu Ya'er's gaze had been following Xie Jinghua, and now that he was gone, she looked somewhat lost.

As soon as Xie Jinghua left, the seat next to Wen Luozhi became empty, and Huan Ge'er shifted his position and sat down next to her.

When he looked up and saw Wu Ya'er, the little guy snorted softly with his nostrils pointing to the sky.

Wu Ya'er originally came to see Xie Jinghua, but now that he's gone, she can't stay any longer.

The thought that Xie Jinghua was avoiding her made her even more restless. Looking at Wen Luozhi, who was laughing and joking with Huan Ge across from her, she began to complain in her heart.

If it weren't for this girl, she wouldn't have asked. And if she hadn't asked, Xie Jinghua wouldn't have confronted her in front of so many people.

This made her dislike Wen Luozhi, finding fault with her appearance and attitude.

"What are you looking at? Do you think my sister is prettier than you?"

"Good to know! You've come to the right place today."

Huan-ge'er is small but has a sharp tongue and is very clever. His voice is just loud enough for his brothers and sisters to hear.

Wu Ya'er's face darkened. She wanted to say something theoretical, but there were still so many people around.

If people saw her arguing with a little child, wouldn't her cultivated image of being dignified and elegant be ruined?

"Father, Mother wants us to go back early."

Wu Ya'er clenched her fists and finally managed to utter only this sentence.

After listening to what Old Man Xie had to say, Wu Hailin wanted to talk to Wen Luozhi. He turned around, intending to wait a little longer, but seeing Wu Ya'er's frustrated and helpless expression, he had no choice but to get up and say goodbye.

"That's all for now, Lao Xie. Your wife needs to come find you soon."

Old Xie smiled as he saw the person out, but as soon as he closed the courtyard gate and turned back, the smile on his face vanished.

"That Jinghua brat! He really doesn't give people any face."

He sat in front of the brazier and said something. Huan Ge'er ran over and massaged his back, then said in a childish voice, "Little brother doesn't like Wu Ya'er, so why should you give her face?"

"She has no manners at all. Her sister poured her tea and she didn't even say thank you. All that talk about being well-mannered is just an act."

He rattled off a string of words, and Old Man Xie sighed and whispered, "That's still not right. They're the village chief's family, after all."

He knew his grandson didn't like Wu Ya'er, but since they lived in the same village, he would inevitably need Wu Hailin's help in the future, and it wouldn't be good to offend him.

"But it wasn't her business at all!"

Huan-ge'er, though young, was shrewd and spoke his mind. Old Master Xie was speechless for a moment, then realized it really had nothing to do with Wu Ya'er.

There are so many young men in the village who have shown interest in her, I don't understand why she took a fancy to his grandson.

My grandson is completely focused on his studies; he has no other thoughts whatsoever!

After Old Man Xie and the others finished their work, Wen Luozhi started gossiping with Huan Ge'er.

It turns out that Wu Ya'er used to come to see Xie Jinghua every day, but Chen Jinyin, Wu Ya'er's mother, didn't allow it at first.

Because the Xie family was poor! But later, after making money in business, Chen Jinyin, who owned shops and stalls, turned a blind eye to it.

"Hmm? You'd had your eye on it before? Well, that doesn't really count..."

Wen Luozhi was about to say that it certainly wasn't because the Xie family had money, when Huan Ge'er interrupted her:

"It's not what you think, sister! Once, a wandering Taoist priest came to our door and said something about how our young man would become a scholar in the future!"

"Wu Ya'er happened to be passing by and joined in, which led to what happened later."

Oh? So it turns out Wu Ya'er didn't actually fall for Xie Jinghua after all this talk.

Wen Luozhi realized the truth. Thinking back to how Wu Ya'er looked at her at the beginning, she found it funny. At that time, Wu Ya'er probably regarded her as an imaginary enemy.

"She also liked to send things over without permission, almost every day, and my mother always had to send them back."

When Huan Ge'er talked about this little face with wrinkles, the villagers started to gossip. In fact, his little brother did nothing from beginning to end.

Apart from the phrases "What's it to you?" and "Don't come to my house," he had never heard Xie Jinghua and Wu Ya'er say anything else.

Wen Luozhi's lips twitched, feeling that this approach seemed familiar.

Isn't this the original owner? ... However, the original owner must have given so much out of love. Also, Zhang Chunhua and Lin Huaizhi, mother and son, never missed a single thing and accepted everything without hesitation.

Inside the room, Wen Zijin had already picked up a digest and started explaining it to Xie Jinghua. Huan Ge'er went to bring them canned food and saw that they were so engrossed that the little boy didn't dare to make a sound.

In the evening, Wu Ya'er came again, carrying a large bowl of what she said was freshly fried crispy pork.

Old Xie is outside. In the past, his wife would do this, but this time he doesn't know how to do it or what to say.

If they refused, they were afraid the girl would be too shy to accept their offer, but if they accepted, it would only give them more reason to talk, since it's not like no one in the village was unaware of it.

He was very conflicted. When Wen Luozhi came out and saw him, she generously accepted the bowl of crispy pork and even praised him:

"It smells so good! It looks delicious!"

She thanked her, turned around, and quickly went back into the house. She came out a moment later with a basket in her hand, which looked like it had everything.

"These are homemade canned goods and some snacks. There are also some sausages inside, which taste great when fried."

"It's all about reciprocity; let's get along well with our neighbors in a friendly and open manner."

She stuffed the basket into Wu Ya'er's arms, saying strange things that were hard to decipher, but Wu Ya'er still felt uneasy listening to her.

The basket was so heavy she almost couldn't hold it. Old Man Xie realized what was happening and quickly chimed in, "Yes, yes, yes! We're all from the same village, so we should all do this!"

Wu Ya'er wanted to say she didn't want these things, but Wen Luozhi had already pulled Xie Laodie inside and closed the door.

"Oh, we have a family meeting, sorry girl."

Wen Luozhi finished speaking with a smile and turned to leave. Old Man Xie walked even faster than her, afraid that if he was slow, he would have to deal with Wu Ya'er.

Wu Ya'er didn't see Xie Jinghua, and seeing the others gathered in a circle in the main hall through the wide gap, she didn't want to disturb them.

Only after confirming that the person had left did Old Man Xie close the courtyard gate. This was the first time he had "invited" Wu Ya'er home so quickly; before, it always took a lot of maneuvering.

"Luo'er has a sharp tongue, and she does it just as well."

He gave Wen Luozhi a thumbs up. So many times she had wanted to ignore Wu Ya'er, the girl who kept harassing her son.

But he also had to take care of Wu Hailin, the village chief, which gave him a major headache every few days.

Wen Luozhi smiled but didn't say anything. She didn't know if Wu Ya'er could understand what she was saying, as it was all so straightforward.

As Wu Ya'er walked, she pondered the situation until she arrived home and put down her basket, finally understanding why Wen Luozhi's words were strange.

This means that they accepted the gifts only because they were from the same village and wanted to maintain good relations, not because she took a liking to Xie Jinghua and associated with them.

Looking at the things in the basket, the image of Wen Luozhi came to mind again, and Wu Ya'er bit her lip.

Chen Jinyin was delighted to see the basket of things when she came out of the house. Upon opening it, she discovered that they were all items she had never seen before.

"Oh, this is from the Xie family? They've really struck it rich."

She picked up a piece of jerky and chewed it with gusto, the aroma making her squint her eyes.