Sweet Wife Is Busy Farming

As she spoke, Zhao Caiyun’s expression was downcast as she wrapped herself up tightly. Her body itched for the entire night and even taking a bath was useless. It wasn’t easy for her to get up in the morning and her body was finally no longer itchy. However, there were scratches all over her body. Everyone in her family said that Zhao Caiyun had deserved it. They said that she had a potty mouth and provoked Ding Yao. Song Xiuyan didn’t like her because of the rumors. In order to not be regarded as a vicious girl in Song Xiuyan’s heart, Zhao Caiyun came to Song Xiuyan early in the morning to explain. She swore that she didn’t do it.

But if it wasn’t Zhao Caiyun, then who was it? Could it be the people who harmed his second brother, Song Yang? Those people might be afraid that Ding Yao was too smart. They also knew that Ding Yao was treating Song Yi’s leg injury. They didn’t want the Song family to deal with Ding Yao because Ding Yao’s relationship with them was getting better and better? They wanted Ding Yao to leave their house?

Ding Yao was also thinking about the problem Song Xiuyan was thinking about. Ding Yao’s thoughts were even clearer than Song Xiuyan’s. Those people who spread rumors were trying to get Song Xiuyan to divorce her and not leave her at home. Could it be the person who pushed her off the cliff? That person must have heard the news that she didn’t die, but he didn’t follow up after hearing the news. It could only mean that she was staying at Song Xiuyan’s house, which made that person worry.

Song Xiuyan’s family were all martial artists. Ding Yao had already seen Song Xiuyan and Song Yang’s abilities. They could easily crush medicinal herbs into powder, which showed that their martial arts skills were very high.

When he was almost at the door of his house, Song Xiuyan saw the village chief and his wife walking over. The village chief’s wife was carrying a bamboo basket in her hand, which must have contained eggs and other things. In the Song family village, only the village chief’s family treated Song Xiuyan and the others well. Song Xiuyan’s mother, Shen Lan, wasn’t a good person. She liked to show off and was snobbish. When Song Xiuyan’s family was rich, they looked down on their neighbors. They disdained to interact with them for fear of being taken advantage of. When Song Xiuyan’s family declined, the neighbors naturally looked on coldly.

However, the village chief’s family was different. The village chief’s father had a very good relationship with Song Xiuyan’s grandfather. Previously, he had also benefited from Song Xiuyan’s family. The village chief and Song Xiuyan’s father also had a good relationship. The village chief had a good character and was someone who cherished old friendships. Those who loved talents often praised Song Xiuyan’s talent and lamented that he had a hard life.

Later, after Song Xiuyan’s family had an accident, the village chief often asked the village chief’s wife to send food over. However, this time, the two of them came together, so they definitely had something to say. Song Xiuyan hurriedly took a few steps forward. “Uncle Lin, Mrs. Lin, why are you here?”

Village chief Lin Shenghai laughed happily. However, his eyes kept glancing at Ding Yao. “I heard that you picked up a wife and brought her home. Didn’t you tell me? I only found out about it when other people spread the news about your family.”

Mrs. Lin secretly tugged at Lin Shenghai’s clothes. She was worried that he would spill the beans and gossip about those people, hurting Ding Yao’s feelings. Mrs. Lin walked to Ding Yao’s side, then she affectionately took Ding Yao’s hand. “This little girl is really pretty. With this new outfit, she doesn’t look like a country girl at all. She looks like a pretty girl from the city.” After she finished speaking, she asked, “What’s your name?” She asked again, “What’s your name? How old are you this year?”

Ding Yao smiled and then pointed at Song Xiuyan, motioning for him to answer. Ding Yao could tell that Mrs. Lin didn’t have any bad intentions. She probably forgot that she was mute and casually asked.

Song Xiuyan answered from the side, “Auntie Lin, her name is Ding Yao. She’s eighteen this year.”

Auntie Lin patted her forehead, then she apologized embarrassedly, “Gee, look at my memory. I’m sorry, I forgot... Ding Yao? That’s such a nice name. If you don’t mind, I’ll call you Yaoyao from now on.”

Ding Yao smiled and nodded.

Seeing that Ding Yao was so obedient, Mrs. Lin caressed Ding Yao’s injured forehead lovingly. “You look even better when you smile. Your two dimples look so cute. If you grow older and your body heals, you and Song Xiuyan will look like a match made in heaven.”