Becoming the Villain's Discarded Wife
Chapter 231: The Plot and the Heavenly Path

Chapter 231: Chapter 231: The Plot and the Heavenly Path

Halfway there, Nanzhi asked Shen Miaomiao to go back and accompany Aunt Guihua and Uncle Shen to the Hongfu Building while she returned home.

When she opened the door, the courtyard was empty, and there was no one in sight.

Guessing that the children were in the study cramming, Nanzhi headed there after she had placed the contract in a safe place.

Because they had so many children, when they first moved in, Mother Lin had immediately identified the room in the best location.

When all three children went to the Academy, this room, which had always been spare, was cleaned up and turned into their study room.

In the study room, Lin Zihan was bending over his assignment set by his teacher, while Lin Jian was reciting his schoolwork on the side.

Zhiyu, who didn’t have any study tasks, and Yuanbao were sitting together by the desk, reading an illustrated book.

Looking at the illustrated book on the desk, Nanzhi’s color was somewhat complicated.

This book was bought back by her eldest brother a few days ago. At the beginning, she didn’t pay much attention, but later it was Zhiyu who found her, only then she knew what was painted in the book.

When she just started transmigrating because she hadn’t interacted with children before, even if Zhiyu was an obedient child, it would still be a bit awkward when he nestled up to her at night.

Every night, the little boy would snug up to her, wanting her to hold him to sleep.

Luckily, she then began telling Zhiyu bedtime stories.

There are Journey to the West stories about Sun Wukong defeating the White Bone Spirit three times, as well as Nezha rioting the seas, Black Cat Sheriff, and the story of seven gourd children rescuing their grandfather.

When Zhiyu and Yuanbao were reading the illustrated book together, they discovered that something was wrong. The book was bought by Lin Yicheng to let Yuanbao understand it, specifically choosing two books to return.

The more Zhiyu looked at it, the more familiar it felt, until he saw the gourd falling from the vine turning into a little man, they rushed with an incredulous face holding the illustrated book to Nanzhi.

Although she can’t remember which areas were covered in this novel by Su Tao, early childhood education must not be Su Tao’s doing.

So who is responsible for these illustrated books?

"Mother, you’re back!"

Yuanbao noticed Nanzhi first, and rushed towards her.

"Did Yuanbao be good at home?" Nanzhi reached out and hugged her up, smiling.

"I have been really good! Brother has been reading the illustrated books with me～"

"Really good." Nanzhi kissed the little girl’s cheek, then turned her attention to Little Zhiyu.

"It must have been tough for Zhiyu to take care of your sister today."

With big eyes lighting up, Zhiyu proudly responded, "It was not hard for Zhiyu, Zhiyu missed mother～"

"My good boy."

After giving Zhiyu another kiss, Nanzhi put Yuanbao on the ground and moved toward the two other little ones.

Lin Zihan was fine, transcribing schoolwork not too challenging.

Seeing Nanzhi coming over, Lin Zihan paused and greeted her, "Aunt."

"Zihan, how much schoolwork do you still have?" Nanzhi, acting as the elder, felt obligated to show concern for her nephews’ schoolwork. She asked with a smiling face.

" I still have one essay to write, I will finish it in half an hour."

There was not much of a reaction on Lin Zihan’s face, but Lin Jian beside him looked bitter.

He was more than a year younger than his elder brother, but two years older than his younger brother, and when he first went to the Academy, there were only two classes to choose from.

One was following his older brother and being the youngest student in the class.

The other was going to his younger brother’s class, being the oldest student in the class.

Thinking it would be embarrassing to go to his younger brother’s class, he gritted his teeth and went to his older brother’s class.

Even if the teacher assigned him less homework, he still had several essays unfinished.

He regretted it, had he known earlier, he would have gone to his younger brother’s class.

Seeing the little boy furrowing his brows tight, Nanzhi couldn’t help but smile. She patted his head, saying, "Let’s go to the Hongfu Building later for a meal, treat yourself."

Upon hearing about good food outside, Lin Jian finally managed to crack a smile.

"Okay, Aunt, just wait for me, I’ll finish this essay."

"Alright, take it slow, no rush."

After calming down the little nephew, Nanzhi went to the backyard.

The two laying hens had been particularly peaceful these past couple of days. Seeing Nanzhi they still managed to push eggs out of their nests with their eyes shut, resting.

Picking up the egg, Nanzhi went to the wooden basin.

The water in the wooden basin was still crystal clear, making people inexplicably want to drink from it.

"Xiaohe, can you talk yet? If you could, then say something, if not, then spin around a few times."

Nanzhi poked the River Clam with her finger, babbling a stream of words.

She fully believed that her being able to transmigrate was somehow related to this River Clam.

Otherwise, why would she encounter such a weird thing?

However, the River Clam in the basin still lay there like a rock, not responding at all.

After babbling at the River Clam in the backyard for a long while, Yuanbao ran over with her short legs to call for her.

"Mother Mother, brothers have finished their schoolwork."

"Ah, okay, let’s pack up and go out."

Watching a big and a small person leaving the backyard, the River Clam in the basin finally cracked open its shell slightly.

It also wanted to talk, but its own luck was getting less and less. Now, let alone open its mouth to speak, it almost didn’t have the strength to move its shells.

A breeze came gently, the River Clam stared blankly at the blue sky.

Was the old man not coming? Did he really abandon it?

Thinking of possibly vanishing in such a small world, the River Clam was somewhat at a loss.

Perhaps it shouldn’t have obstinately chosen such a small world to be born in, thinking it would be the easiest task.

But now it seemed that it was going away once again, here.

It just didn’t know if the old man would come looking for it.

With its consciousness fading, the River Clam closed its shell once again.

A spark of white light flickered in the deep blue sky, disappearing before it could draw anyone’s attention.

Two human figures, emitting a faint white light all over, stopped on a tree branch in the Lin Family’s backyard.

Looking around, one of them caught sight of the wooden basin.

"Look, it’s almost done. I told you that the plot of this small world and the Heavenly Path are impossible to reconcile."

His tone was full of pride, and his eyes became even fiercer.

"You are about to lose~ the luck of this world is about to be mine."

As his words fell, his figure flickered and disappeared, leaving only the other person standing there.

"Oops, I forgot to add water for you. You can do it."

Nanzhi came back and fetched a bucket of water from the well, pouring it into the wooden basin. Seeing how well water completely submerged the River Clam, she put down the wooden bucket and went back to the front yard humming a song.

Looking at her cheerfully leaving, that man’s mouth curled into a faint smile.

Who knows who will win and who will lose?

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