Becoming the Villain's Discarded Wife
Chapter 350: The Old Village

Chapter 350: Chapter 350: The Old Village

Despite his doubts, Shen Wenchen didn’t voice his questions in front of everyone.

He had been in correspondence with Nanzhi. She had told him that the restaurant business was doing well and she had even bought back a few good people.

Maybe that person was one of them.

"Be careful." Shen Wenchen loosened his grip on Shen Miaomiao’s collar and leaned down to Nanzhi’s face.

"Nannan, are you alright?"

Nanzhi’s face reddened slightly. She merely nudged him gently and whispered, "Move aside, let me see Miaomiao."

Shen Wenchen felt slightly sore inside, but as Shen Miaomiao was his benefactor, he didn’t say anything and obediently stood behind Nanzhi.

"Miaomiao, were you hurt earlier?" Nanzhi asked with concern, patting the girl’s hand gently.

"I’m fine." Shen Miaomiao shook her head, she had been facing away from the carriage and had no idea what happened. Only after reacting did she feel a bit shaken.

Nanzhi didn’t ask further, she just held her hand a little tighter.

There were wounds all over Miaomiao, though they weren’t serious, they were definitely painful.

Liu Jie came quickly with his government officials, looking even more respectful when seeing Shen Wenchen and the others.

After hearing their stories, Liu Jie took the unconscious coachman and Liao Er who was in a coma from excessive blood loss back to the county office.

As Shen Miaomiao was still an unmarried girl, the injuries on her body couldn’t be delayed. So, Shi Tou was the one who took her back to the city.

In the end, only Nanzhi, Shen Wenchen, Lin’s brothers, Liao Da, and Aze were left.

"Fatty, where are we going?" Lin Yicheng scratched his head, not understanding why his sister didn’t return to the city with Shi Tou earlier.

"Let’s go and see the place Liao Er was trying to go to." Nanzhi touched her messy hair, Shen Wenchen had told her earlier.

Liao Er had been thriving in Yan City for more than ten years and yet no one knew who the boss behind the gambling house was.

But this time, after Liao Er kidnapped someone, he didn’t sell them to a brothel, but left the city instead.

This Niutou Mountain was seldom visited by people, where could they be going?

The Lin brothers looked at each other, then nodded.

"Alright."

"Shen Miaomiao is indebted to Fatty, and so is our Lin family. Not only did she suffer, but our brother-in-law is also so concerned about this Liao Er’s matter. We are naturally willing to help if we can."

Neither Aze nor Liao Da left either. Liao Da stayed because he heard Liu Jie called Shen Wenchen a general. He had his hunch.

Aze, on the other hand, didn’t want to go back and bump into Shen Miaomiao and Shi Tou.

Ever since he was bought, he noticed that Shen Dong would seem a bit dazed looking at him. Although she didn’t look at him in a daze later on, he always found it a bit strange in his heart.

Looking at it now, perhaps, perhaps it’s because he looks somewhat similar to that man.

How ridiculous that he had feelings.

The young man’s tenderness was frozen in this sixth-month’s time.

Shi Tou galloped back to the city in a carriage. Shen Wenchen rode Zhui Yue and walked side by side with Nanzhi.

"Nannan, I miss you." Shen Wenchen’s current appearance was that of a rough, bearded, brawny man with black hair. He grinned, showing his white teeth, looking like a fool.

"I know, stop saying these things outside." Nanzhi’s face blushed deeply, her ears feeling a bit hot.

She liked Shen Wenchen this way, but after all, their elder brothers and buddies were present.

Lin’s brothers, wary of seeing something awkward, rode their horses ahead to clear the way, Aze and Liao Da also had acuity and followed when they saw Lin Yicheng and Lin Ercheng went ahead leaving only two lovebirds, surrounded by pink bubbles, trailing at the back whispering sweet nothings to each other.

"Nannan, you look really beautiful." Shen Wenchen gazed at her with burning intensity. Various people had tried to send all kinds of people his way in Kyoto. The exaggeration went as far as someone sending two graceful and elegant men to him.

This was because of a rumor that he was given to pederasty. It irritated him so much that he nearly barged in with a sword in hand.

Not only was he a normal man, but he was also a married man with a beautiful wife. He had finally met his wife today and he couldn’t help but hold his tongue.

"Don’t push me to kick you!" Nanzhi’s face turned bright red in embarrassment, and she stared at Shen Wenchen, melting his heart with one look.

"My Nannan is the most beautiful." Shen Wenchen unashamedly continued to serve flattering phrases, playing with Nanzhi’s hand in his.

They had been on the road for about an hour when a fork in the road suddenly appeared before them.

This was already in the middle of Niutou Mountain. Both small paths were overgrown with wild grass. Lin’s brothers naturally hesitated.

"Go left." Shen Wenchen looked around briefly before opening his mouth.

With him there, the others naturally didn’t say anything and just carried on towards the left.

After winding around for about half an hour, the scene in front of them finally became clearer.

A small village came into view. There was no stone monument or plaque at the entrance, only a dilapidated wooden gate and a wall built with stones.

Under the wall, a kind-looking old woman was sitting, merrily stitching a pair of shoe pads.

Hearing a movement, she slowly raised her head.

Realizing that they might have stumbled upon Liao Er’s lair, Nanzhi was a bit bewildered.

Could it be that Liao Er’s lair was here?

"Who are you folks?" The old woman squinted her eyes, asking curiously.

The old woman was in her sixties, with a head full of white hair, dressed in cotton clothes, and still quite energetic.

"Granny, we are just passing by and would like to ask for a drink of tea." Among them, Nanzhi seemed to have the most affinity. Therefore, it was naturally best for her to speak up in this situation.

"Is it?" The old woman took a look at Nanzhi and then at the others. After waiting for a while, she signaled them to come over.

"Well, you people may come in! The village is quite empty right now."

The old woman tidied up her sewing kit and squeezed her shoe pads in her hand, then slowly turned and began to lead them into the village.

They hadn’t expected her to agree readily. Lin Yicheng and Lin Ercheng were a bit taken aback.

It wasn’t them being timid but they had fallen into a similar trap while fleeing famine. The seemingly peaceful village harbored evil spirits.

If they hadn’t detected it earlier, they may not have survived to get to Yan City.

Nanzhi looked at the old woman and decided to follow her in.

Nanzhi lead the way, followed closely by Shen Wenchen. The others naturally didn’t hesitate too much and followed them into the village after dismounting their horses.

The village was small, with only about a dozen houses. Many of them were empty. The people they could see were all seniors in their fifties or sixties, all of them gathered in front of their houses chatting. When they saw the old woman leading the group over, they greeted them cheerfully, without inquiring about their origins.

Not until they reached a slightly bigger house did the old granny leading the way put down her shoe pads, patted a stool, and pulled Nanzhi to sit down.

"Girl, how old are you? Are you betrothed yet?"

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