Becoming the Villain's Discarded Wife
Chapter 193 Son-in-law

Chapter 193: Chapter 193 Son-in-law

She had sent people to inquire about it.

It was indeed true that Shen Zhiyu was the son of Shen Wenchen, but it was unclear where that woman had come from.

Because Shen Zhiyu’s mother, Lin Nanzhi, had died on the road during a famine two years prior.

There was no Lin Nanzhi among those who entered the city that year.

Even in the household registration in Yan City, there was no such person.

Could it be that this woman was a substitute found by Shen Wenchen?

Thinking about the tactics played by the rich merchants in Yan City, Su Tao’s face was filled with disgust.

A substitute, is nothing more than a selfish person pretending to be deeply in love.

If they really loved each other to their bones, how could they let a person who merely bears a resemblance take her place?

Thinking that Shen Wenchen might also be like this, Su Tao felt a few more sympathies for that woman who looked a lot like Lin Nanzhi.

If a woman lived like that, it would indeed be sorrowful.

Nanzhi, who was sound asleep on the bed, suddenly sneezed, making Shen Wenchen sit up straight to check immediately, fearing that she might have caught a chill from not covering herself properly with the blanket.

After looking at her from different angles, Shen Wenchen finally took a sigh of relief.

Nanzhi was wrapped up like a cocoon now, how could she catch a cold?

Looking at her sleeping face, some hidden anger rose in Shen Wenchen’s heart.

When Nanzhi woke up, the sun was high in the sky.

The sunlight shining on the window seeped through the window paper into the room, making it feel warm just looking at it.

Feeling the cold spot next to her on the bed, Nanzhi smacked her lips.

He was gone already.

Just as she was getting dressed to go out, Nanzhi spotted a wooden hairpin on the dressing table.

The hairpin was entirely black, but it was unclear what kind of design it had.

It was quite ugly.

Guessing that it might be made by Shen Wenchen himself, a sense of sweetness appeared on Nanzhi’s face.

She cheerfully put up her hair with the hairpin and left.

She had promised her sisters-in-law the night before that she would go help at the snack stall today to find something to do.

Zhiyu, and her brothers, Lin Zihan and Lin Jian, had gone early with their father to the carpentry shop.

The business at the snack stall usually started picking up by noon. When Nanzhi arrived, she was just in time to help out.

Looking at the disparity between her own stall’s equipment and that of others’, Nanzhi was stunned.

Others just set up a casual stove and spread out a few tables to start doing business, but their family had a varnished and smooth wooden pushcart.

Even the tables and stools on display were shining. Looking at them, it almost felt like Nanzhi was back to her own stall in the night market.

She used to think about setting up her own stand to make money when she was working part-time roasting skewers at a diner. Naturally, she also checked online for the prices of stalls. The most popular antique small pushcarts and her own were almost identical.

"Fat Ya, are you here?" Lin’s mother was busy tidying up the tables. Seeing Nanzhi coming, her eyes lit up.

"Yes, mom, is there anything I can help with?" Nanzhi began picking up utensils while speaking, feeling surprised internally.

The business of their snack stall was seriously great.

Look at the neighbor selling pancakes. Not to mention people, even insects were nowhere to be seen. A pile of hot baked cakes wase just left there, ignored by everyone. Even when they became cold, not a single one was sold.

"You just clean the tables. Your mom has to go buy some meat, I’ll be back in a bit." Lin’s mother said while taking off her apron and handing it to Nanzhi.

"Okay."

She nodded, tied the apron and continued cleaning. Only after the lunch hour was over did she get a moment of relaxation.

"Fat Ya, how are you holding up?"

Chen Qiulan had been busy all morning, and was now sitting next to Nanzhi, wiping her sweat and asking with concern.

"Just that my shoulders are a bit sore." Nanzhi rubbed her aching shoulders.

All she did was help clean some utensils, but it was not as tiring as her sisters-in-law who worked continuously.

"Go back and rub some medicated wine, it will be fine." Sun Cui said, bringing a bowl of "meatballs".

Looking at the meatballs in the white porcelain bowl, Nanzhi was a bit confused, is this that something called tuan shi?

Looking at the clear soup in the white porcelain bowl and the chubby meatballs inside, Nanzhi swallowed and took a bite.

The outer layer of tuan shi was chewy and delicious, but the inside offered a completely different flavor.

With every bite, not only did the juice fill her mouth, but also an indescribable deliciousness lingered.

After eating one, the bowl was quickly emptied by Nanzhi.

Not only did she finish the tuan shi, but also drank all the soup, not leaving a single drop.

"Delicious, right? Your eldest sister-in-law is amazing, she managed to create such good food." Lin’s mother nodded in satisfaction looking at her daughter’s satiated face.

"Delicious." Nanzhi nodded sincerely. This so-called tuan shi was similar to the fish balls she had eaten before, but was even more delicious.

Just now, she didn’t quite know what was added inside these tuan shi.

"If it’s delicious, eat more." Chen Qiulan was a bit embarrassed. The tuan shi was nothing more than a random creation of hers. She had never thought it could be used to make money.

"My eldest sister-in-law’s cooking skills are indeed good, that’s why our business is so good now." Sun Cui laughed, thinking about how they weathered all conditions outside before, yet only earned a little bit of money a day. It was sigh-inducing.

But fortunately, they had made it through, and life was slowly getting better. That was the happiest thing.

After a busy day, Nanzhi started thinking.

Since it’s not a bad thing for women in Yan City to do business, why couldn’t she give it a try?

She couldn’t always stay at home waiting for her needs to be met, nor was she willing to spend her days just cleaning tables and washing dishes.

Just as she was thinking, Lin’s father returned home with the five of them, big and small.

The moment they stepped through the door, they saw Nanzhi had a wooden hairpin in her hair. Lin’s father couldn’t help but exclaim.

"Fat Ya, did you buy this hairpin on the street yesterday?" No matter how he looked at it, it seemed rather ugly. He wondered which apprentice rushed to make money off it.

"...Uh..." Nanzhi quietly affirmed, then listened to her father continue speaking.

"You and Wenchen must have been cheated. Take off the hairpin, let your father fix it for you." Lin’s father frowned more as he looked at the hairpin.

It seemed that it hadn’t even been polished yet. It’d probably scrape off hair if one wore it on their head!

"No need, no need." Nanzhi quickly waved her hands. This was, after all, made by Shen Wenchen himself.

Lin’s father wanted to say more but was pinched by Lin’s mother at his waist.

Seeing the speechlessness in his wife’s eyes, Lin’s father reluctantly closed his mouth.

Realizing that the hairpin might have been made by his son-in-law, Lin’s father sighed internally.

He had never thought that everything about his son-in-law was good, except his carpentry skills.

The hairpin he made was so ugly, it seemed he would have to tutor him when he had the chance.

While he was immersed in writing, Shen Wenchen suddenly sneezed, startling Liu Jie who was about to speak and making him shudder.

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