The Marriage Favorite of the Age: The female partner in the control group was doted on by a rough ma

Chapter 16 Go away, Brother Wenwu won’t stick with you anymore

An Xiaocha didn't expect that she would be in such a miserable state, and Wenwu wasn't going to help her at all costs. She had set it in the script, and Wenwu had been her second male lead for half her life!

But she forgot that she wrote the original protagonist so badly in the script that the frustrated civil and military generals pinned half of their feelings on her. She didn't know that now that the original owner had changed his mind, his civil and military skills would gradually change as the plot reversed.

"Wen Wu, why are you so cruel? If I can't get the certificate this time, I will die for you!" An Xiaocha looked at him with tears in her eyes, her teeth chattering.

Wen Wu frowned and said seriously: "Xiao Cha, the barefoot doctor in the village is related to the life and health of the whole village. It is not a matter of emotion for you and me. I hope you will focus more on your studies!"

After he finished speaking, he turned and left.

An Xiaocha was so angry that she sat on the ground and almost bit her lip. Study, study, if she loved to learn, grandpa wouldn't have taught An Haitang all the secrets of the An family and not even a single bit of it to her!
  Mr. Shen poured out a basin of water and yelled at her: "Why are you still sitting there and howling in mourning? The vegetable field in the back mountain has not been watered, the pig food has not been cooked, and the chickens have not been fed. If you don't want to die, hurry up and do it." live!"

An Xiaocha's shoes were soaked with water. She got up and changed into a pair of yellow rubber shoes, then picked up a bucket and went to the back hill to water the vegetable patch.

What a crime. In her last life, she was pampered by her parents and never touched her heart. Now that she is in a script, she is scolded and beaten every day. She still has endless work to do. The key is that she created this character for herself. In the script, An Xiaocha's skills are at full level, and it is easy to reverse the situation, but she is ignorant and has no skills. She has no way to solve this bad situation.

Wenwu returned to the room and sat down thoughtfully. The channel on the TV was adjusted, and Wen He and Wen Wen watched cartoons together. His mother was watching An Haitang cutting cloth seriously, and no one paid attention to him.

Wen Wu looked at An Haitang from this angle. She had a beautiful figure, a delicate profile, a strand of hair hanging down from her ears, and a smile on her lips. Her three-month-old belly was slightly bulging, and she looked beautiful. An Ning, there is no overlap with the image of her before jumping into the pond a few days ago.

An Haitang suddenly turned around, Wen Wu quickly looked away, his face was solemn, and no emotion could be seen on his face.

"Why are you looking at me?" An Haitang asked funny.

"If you don't look at me, how do you know I'm looking at you?" Wen Wu replied, not joking at all.

An Haitang asked: "I just heard the quarrel over there again. Are you thinking about how to talk to me and make me give up?"

Wenwu replied: "No, I am not a wavering person. I said everyone should do what he wants."

"Thank you." An Haitang smiled sweetly.

Li Xiumei said: "If you don't have the ability, you can't get the certificate, which harms the villagers."

She glanced at Wen Wu and reminded again: "Xiaocha is bullied by her parents-in-law. She has to find her lover Yongjun to solve the problem. If Yongjun doesn't care, she still has her natal family. Otherwise, there is the village committee, the Women's Federation, a legal society, and legal solutions. It’s not your turn to take the lead.”

An Haitang gave her mother-in-law a thumbs up. These few words were really brilliant!
  Li Xiumei took a sip of water and continued: "She has also studied and is not illiterate. She does not understand these principles. If she does not understand, I will remind her mother another day."

"I know." Wen Wu nodded.

The sky was getting dark, and the two children's clothes had been cut and sorted, before An Haitang and Li Xiumei went to the kitchen to make dinner.

The two children asked for noodles, and An Haitang was happy. He filled half the pot of water and asked Li Xiumei to boil the water first. She cut some green onions, some carrots, pickled radish, and half a bowl of cabbage.

Li Xiumei made wheat hot sauce in the summer, and a bottle was opened in the cupboard. She took it out and opened it. The rich aroma of the sauce entered her nose, and her mouth watered.

Several bowls of noodles were ready in a while. Li Xiumei fried five yellow eggs and put one in each bowl.

The aroma of the food here wafted to the Shen family next door. An Xiaocha, who had been working all afternoon, was already hungry, but she became even hungrier after smelling the aroma. She opened the rice cooker, only to find that there was only a piece of burnt rice crust left inside.

The cooking pot has been filled with half a pot of water. The water has cooled down and there is a layer of oil floating on the surface. She was so angry that she wanted to curse, but who? This was all a plot designed by her to commit suicide, and now she could only go on crying.

She soaked the rice crackers in boiling water and wanted to crack two eggs and make some poached egg soup. Her mother-in-law came out of the house and snatched the eggs. When she caught her, she slapped her twice: "I saved the eggs for Mei Xiang. Who let me Are you going to do it? Your stomach is not good enough, so what qualifications do you have to eat!"

Mei Xiang was her sister-in-law. She was more than four months pregnant. Shen Laopo and his wife pampered her like a baby. She was already arrogant and domineering, but she became even worse after she was pregnant.

She was brought to tears by Shen Laopo and asked angrily: "Then what should I eat? I have been working all afternoon. I am not a robot. I don't have to eat or drink!"

Shen Laopo took two half-eaten cabbage from the corner and threw it in front of her. He poked her forehead with his finger and cursed: "Can't you eat this? You are dead! Eat it quickly, the pig food is not cooked yet!"

She took all the basket of eggs to the room, leaving An Xiaocha in tears in the kitchen room. She fried the two cabbages, soaked the rice and tears in boiling water, and barely filled her stomach.

It was completely dark, and the electric light in the kitchen room only had five watts. The corner where the pigs and vegetables were chopped was even darker. An Xiaocha clumsily chopped the vegetables and pigweed, and the more she cried, the sadder she became.

Wenwen's laughter came from the floor next door, making her grit her teeth in anger. When this girl never laughed in the script, she was tortured to death by An Haitang. Because of this, Wen Wu hated her all his life.

The plot was completely messed up. She once again suspected that An Haitang had traveled through time. Otherwise, the An Haitang she designed was simply a brainless, ill-informed, evil, and death-seeking idiot. How could she be so stressed out!
  It was late at night, and the sound of the Shen family chopping vegetables could be clearly heard. In the Wenwu room, An Haitang was also working on the sewing machine during the night shift.

She was worried that Li Xiumei wouldn't be able to make the style she designed, so she planned to work overtime to make Wenwen's plaid cotton suit tonight.

Li Xiumei stood next to her and said with concern, "I'll do it tomorrow. I won't be too tired."

An Haitang stepped on the machine quickly, and in a short while, the little cotton-padded jacket and little cotton-padded trousers took shape.

"It will be soon. Tomorrow you can sew the buttonholes, sew the buttons, and iron them. Wenwen will have new clothes to wear."

Wen Wu had already laid down. The sound of the sewing machine here finally stopped, but the sound of chopping vegetables there had not yet stopped.

He reached out to An Haitang for some cotton wool, stuffed it into his ears, covered himself with a quilt and fell asleep.

An Haitang smiled, put away the chopping board, and prepared to go back to the room to sleep, but found that the door was locked from the outside by her mother-in-law.

(End of this chapter)