Dressed as a villain's wife

Chapter 351

Nan Zhi was dazed, and sat down after being held by the old man.

"Girl baby, you were born really well." The old woman patted Nan Zhi's hand with some emotion.

Nan Zhi looked up at Shen Wenchen in embarrassment, but the latter was full of pride.

His Nannan is naturally the best!

It's normal for other people to take a fancy to it!
"Grandma, I already have a fiancée." Nan Zhi was a little shy, her cheeks and ear tips were already flushed.

The old woman was taken aback for a moment, feeling a little regretful, and followed her gaze to look at Shen Wenchen.

Seeing his smirk, the old woman had a smile in her eyes.

Although it's a pity, this boy seems to be living a good life.

"Girl, where are you going?" The old woman didn't ask about Nan Zhi's personal affairs, but inquired about their situation.

"Old man, we were going to hunt in the mountains, but we took a detour and couldn't find a way to go back to the city. We came to this small village by mistake."

Lin Ercheng scratched his head and put on a naive look.

The old woman nodded, looked at them, and at the last A Ze and Liu Da, and then looked away.

"You want to beg for water, right? Wait a minute, I'll fetch water for you." The old woman stood up slowly, waved her hand to invite them all to sit down, and then went out the door.

"Brother-in-law." Lin Ercheng looked around the village with a gloomy expression.

There is something odd about this village.

There are not many people in this village, and I haven't met a young man since I entered the village.

All are five or sixty-year-olds.

If this village is a barren village left behind because of its remote location, the bricks and tiles of these houses are very new, and it can be seen that someone has specially cleaned and maintained it. Otherwise, a small village in a mountain depression where only old people live so new?
Even when the old people saw them coming in just now, they didn't have the slightest surprise, on the contrary, they seemed to be very common.

"Wait and see." Shen Wenchen put away the smirk on his face, sat down next to Nan Zhi and said only this.

He was certain of two things.

One is that Liao Er is going to come, it must be this place.

He took a closer look at the fork in the road. Although the road was overgrown with weeds, there were slight scratches on the tree trunks on both sides at the same height as the carriage.

That means that something has passed there for a long time, leaving such traces in the process of the tree's continuous growth.

In contrast to the other road, although there were ruts on the road at the beginning, the shrubs and branches grew randomly, and there were no traces of being scratched by things.

The second is that there is no danger in this village, and it is even possible that everyone here is related to Liao Er.

Ever since he knew that he was just a character in a novel in that world, Shen Wenchen began to lean towards his intuition.

It can even be said to be luck.

He didn't understand why he was the villain in the book, or why he was himself.

But sometimes he felt a little lucky in his heart.

Fortunately, it was him, otherwise, how could an ordinary farmer have such good luck to join the army and have such a good talent for martial arts?

From entering the village to now when they all sat down, there was nothing strange in his heart, and he was even a little peaceful.

A few people heard the sound and didn't speak again.

The old woman went straight to another cabin.

There was an old man with white hair dozing off in the room.

When he heard someone coming in, he opened his eyes slightly.

"The son is back?"

The old woman shook her head, poured a pot of well water and put it on the stove, and then complained a little.

"You old man, it's June, what are you still doing with charcoal?"

The old man rubbed his hands, feeling a little dissatisfied: "It's that brat who didn't come back, what are you complaining about me?"

"That's your son. I don't blame you. Who do you blame?" The old woman sat beside the boiling water, a little dazed.

Her heart beat a little fast.

"What are you boiling water for? Could it be that there are people coming again?" The old man stroked his beard, took a puff of dry smoke, the white smoke floated up for a while, and then suddenly scattered, a little choking.

"Yes, there is a little girl who is really handsome, but unfortunately, she has a marriage contract." The old woman shook her head, no longer complaining about her wife's smell of smoking as before.

"He's old too."

There was some disappointment in the old man's chaotic eyes.

My bastard son came back less and less often.

If I don't come back, I will invite some people to beg for saliva if I get lost today, and to borrow a bowl if I get separated tomorrow.

These old people are not stupid, what else can they not know after doing it too many times?
Maybe some young people come to the village to chat with these old bones, and it's okay.

I just don't know if I can wait until the day I hold my grandson.

After boiling the hot water, the old woman walked to the opposite room with the kettle in hand.

"Girls have to drink hot water, but don't dip in cold water, it's bad for your health." The old woman preached to Nan Zhi as she walked into the house.

"Thank you, old man." Nanzhi smiled a little embarrassedly. Asking for water was just an excuse. It was just a matter of fetching a bowl of water at will, but in the end he troubled the old man to boil a pot of hot water.

"Thank you, it would be nice to have someone to talk with us. It's hard work for him, and he always thinks of such a way." The old woman put the kettle on the table, and put out a few tea bowls, and then slowly Said.

The two brothers of the Lin family were startled, looked at the old woman, and then at Shen Wenchen who was beside him.

"The old man's words are strange. Could it be that the family members don't come back often?"

"I'm busy." The old woman waved her hand and didn't say much else, "The water is a little hot, drink it slowly."

"Eh."

Several people responded in unison, and the old lady sat aside to collect the insoles. For a while, there were only the crackling sounds of several people holding tea bowls in the room.

"Mother-in-law, why didn't I see that there are other young people in the village?" Nan Zhi asked at the right time, wanting to know something from the old woman.

Liu Da and A Ze left the house and looked at other places in the village.

"We are the only old bones in this village." The old woman lowered her head to hold the insole and whispered.

Nan Zhi pursed her lips, and continued to ask: "Then, I don't know what your husband's family name is, mother-in-law, how should I call you?"

The old woman paused, looked up at Nan Zhi, and was silent for a while before replying, "You can just call me Granny Liao."

Surnamed Liao.

Shen Wenchen's eyes darkened.

Sure enough, this village is related to Liao Er.

But what did he build this village in Niutoushan?
Liao Er has a background, but he was not on the list to be removed at the beginning.

But now that the casino is becoming more and more rampant, it would be good if we can catch the handle.

He thought this trip would be rewarding.

Perhaps it has already been, but he still needs some tangible evidence.

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