Becoming the Villain's Discarded Wife
Chapter 352

Chapter 352: 352

The old woman spoke less, from Nanzhi’s perspective, she could see her hands trembling slightly.

Nanzhi didn’t say anything, she just sat quietly by her side, sipping warm tea from the bowl.

"It’s getting dark, you guys, you should rest a bit longer in the village,"

After a long quiet, the tea soup had cooled down gradually, the old woman rubbed her eyes and spoke as if she were speaking to herself.

Nanzhi glanced at Shen Wenchen, but as he didn’t react she didn’t either.

"No grandma, we need to head back."

Nanzhi put down her empty bowl, gently declined, but dared not look her in the eyes.

She didn’t know why, but she always felt that Grandma Liao knew everything.

Which made her uneasy facing her.

"Please, stay a bit longer. I’ll be quick," Grandma Liao rambled, her actions hastening.

Nanzhi and the rest didn’t stay in the village for very long, just about an hour.

The other old people in the village came to see them one by one, but none of them spoke. They just looked at these young people quietly, then left supporting each other.

The somber atmosphere lasted until they left.

"Girl, could you help me with something?" Grandma Liao’s face showed hesitation and discomfort, but from her eyes, Nanzhi saw a worry similar to what an elder would have for their children.

Like how her grandmother looked at her when she left for school.

"Grandma Liao, just tell me, if I can help I certainly will." Nanzhi didn’t know why, but she found herself unable to refuse the old woman.

"Girl, you’re kind. Could you, could you give this pair of insoles to my son? So that before he leaves, he knows someone is thinking of him."

Due to her old age, Grandma Liao’s eyes were murky, but the tears she shed were still very clear.

"Alright." Nanzhi didn’t hide, from the moment she asked grandma Liao about her husband’s family name, she had certain suspicions.

She originally thought that the old woman wanted them to stay overnight in order to plea for her son, but in fact, she just wanted to give her son one last pair of insoles.

"My son is very filial. Our family has managed to live until now all because of him. He never tells us his troubles, and knowing that we who are halfway in the grave will want company, he arranged for us to have some.

Girl, I know you’re here to find something, but all you’ll find here are us old bones that just hold him back. I only beg you, if you can, let him die quickly, don’t let him suffer too much."

Grandma Liao’s back bent further, and with a glance at the village, Shen Wenchen could see the tears on the old people’s faces.

"Alright."

The promise came from Shen Wenchen.

Liao had much blood on his hands, but no one had ever reported him. Now that they had all the evidence they needed, they wouldn’t let it slide.

He didn’t want Nannan to accept the task, which was impossible to fulfill.

So he must step in this time.

Niutou Mountain was vast, and the path was long and rugged.

When they came here, it was for Shen Miaomiao, to capture the evil man. Back then, the sunlight was golden, lighting their path like veils of mist.

When they went back, only a corner of the sun was left in the mountain range. The orange sunlight cast a long gray shadow over them.

Shen Miaomiao had many new wounds. Although small, they were quite unsightly.

Especially the dark patch on her forehead from the medicine, which made the young girl feel even more self-conscious.

This time, Twelve could stay longer. Whenever his sweetheart refused to see him, he would try all sorts of ways to make her laugh.

Ms. Li left, without asking for a penny the next day she woke up. She just wore the gray cotton skirt that Aunt Guihua had bought her and quietly left Jihe Hall.

Perhaps she also left Yan City, leaving behind everything of the past two years.

Shen Zhong neither got jailed nor ran away, he just suddenly disappeared.

Aunt Guihua didn’t look for him, she just wiped away a tear in the middle of the night after learning the truth, then completely forgot about it by sunrise.

Shen, after having aged three years, injured his back while working. He simply stopped working, spending each day idly chatting with Aunt Guihua in the courtyard and sowing seeds in the ground.

Miss Zeng truly had a liking for Wang Jingzhi, she stopped working and, just like Hexiu, started to frequent the Medical Hall after her health improved.

She wasn’t there to cause trouble, but for no one knew where she found so many medical questions. Each day, she would come over with boxes of snacks, giggling and asking for lessons whenever the old teacher was free.

The young man initially rejected her, gradually accepted her, and finally, could even carry a conversation with her.

Sanwei House reopened, but the women’s wing and the adjacent cold drink shop were delayed by five days due to Shen Miaomiao’s injury.

On the opening day, most of the onlookers were women. They all applauded when they saw Miss Zeng standing there laughing as the ribbon was cut to the women’s wing and the cold drinks shop.

Shen Wenchen no longer looked unkempt. After tidying up, he once again became the handsome general whose appearance made everyone blush.

They set their wedding date in mid-July.

Seeing his wife standing with Shen Miaomiao on that staircase, the smile in Shen Wenchen’s eyes was barely concealed.

His Nanzhi was the best.

She was Lin Nanzhi, the Lin Nanzhi who had been self-reliant and diligent in her studies.

She was Lin Nanzhi, born and raised in Xia Country, she was his wife Lin Nanzhi.

"General?" Liu Jie was somewhat hesitant, looking at his General’s silly face.

Should he first take the general away?

If the other brothers saw this, it might be rather embarrassing.

"What is it?" Shen Wenchen didn’t turn to look at him, just opened his mouth to ask somewhat disapprovingly.

"General, we still need to go to the dungeon..."

Liu Jie knew he was being nosy, but he still reminded him.

Today was the day to visit the dungeon.

Shen Wenchen was a bit annoyed, but he didn’t say much. He was about to walk towards the Lord’s Residence when he saw Nanzhi, who was standing above, looking at him.

Today, Nanzhi was wearing a peach-colored luo skirt, with a light touch of makeup. Her apricot eyes were filled with laughter as they looked at him, causing Shen Wenchen’s heart to race uncontrollably.

"Let’s go, let’s go." Shen Wenchen’s face was a bit red, he held his fist in one hand resting on his lips and coughed before speaking.

The Sanwei House was opposite a Tea House. Shen Zhiyu, Lin Zihan, Lin Jian, and Lin Xiaomi were all leaning by the window on the second floor.

"Brother Doudou, look at my father. He is supposed to be on patrol now! But he came to see my mother, how embarrassing!"

Little Zhiyu was now as cute as a jade doll, leaning there, she looked like a new year’s painting doll.

"Aren’t you also supposed to be in the Academy today?" Lin Zihan glanced at Shen Zhiyu, exasperated.

Lin Jian was leaning there not speaking, just staring at the constant stream of people on the street in a daze.

He wondered how that little girl was doing now. Was she still plump?

Xiaomi just drooped his face but had no way to deal with the three children.