Sweet Wife Is Busy Farming

She Was Fierce to Him

When she heard that her stomachache was due to the bugs in her stomach, Song Xue was so scared that she started crying. Song Yu was a boy, so he wasn’t that scared. However, he felt very guilty. “No wonder my stomach hurts. Ding Yao, can you treat it for us?”

Ding Yao nodded and gave Song Yu and Song Yu a reassuring look. After saying that, she looked at Song Xiuyan and mouthed, “If you were young, you would dig for those things to eat if you were hungry.”

Song Xiuyan was stunned for a moment. Was he being scolded by his wife?

Song Xue asked timidly, “Big Brother, what did Ding Yao say just now?”

Of course, Song Xiuyan wouldn’t tell the truth about what Ding Yao said. He could only make up a lie. “Ding Yao told you to be at ease. She will definitely cure you.”

The next morning, Ding Yao woke up a little late. She checked the wound on her forehead. It was already starting to scar. When she changed the dressing last night, she used the spiritual spring water to clean the wound, so the wound could heal so quickly. Walking out of the room, Ding Yao saw Song Yang leading Song Yu and Song Xue to practice horse stance in the courtyard. Song Xiuyan was holding a stick at the side and occasionally pointed at Song Yu and Song Xue’s postures. He looked very much like an instructor.

Ding Yao was a little surprised. The Song family all learned martial arts? Seeing that Ding Yao had woken up, Song Xiuyan came over and asked, “How’s the wound on your forehead? Does it still hurt?” He wanted to help Ding Yao change the dressing last night, but Ding Yao refused. Song Xiuyan had been quite puzzled at the time. In the end, he could only think that Ding Yao didn’t like the way he bandaged her wound. However, Song Xiuyan didn’t expect that Ding Yao didn’t want him to help her change the dressing because she didn’t want him to see the bloody hole on her forehead. There was no way she could survive with such a big hole.

Ding Yao smiled at Song Xiuyan. She opened and closed her lips. “It doesn’t hurt anymore. I took a look just now, and the wound is already starting to scar.”

“So fast?” Song Xiuyan was a little puzzled. Ding Yao’s forehead had been bleeding so much, so the wound must be very deep. It was lucky that the wound wasn’t inflamed. How could it be scarred so quickly?

Ding Yao blinked her eyes and explained, “The wound isn’t very deep. It’s just that I was unconscious and didn’t stop the bleeding in time, so I lost too much blood.”

Song Xiuyan didn’t delve further after listening. He turned around and called his siblings, “Get ready to eat.” After breakfast, he was going to take Ding Yao to town. The porridge he had for breakfast was cooked with the leftover rice from last night. There were also vegetables and cucumbers.

After breakfast, Ding Yao changed into her clothes that were full of patches. Song Xiuyan put the two reishi mushrooms into his backpack and hid them. The village had an ox-cart to go to the town. The villagers could hitch a ride there, but they had to pay two yuan each. If Song Xiuyan was alone, he wouldn’t want to take the ox-cart. More than twenty people crowded together, and there were all kinds of smells. Anyway, the road to the town wasn’t very far. He usually walked there, but he took Ding Yao into consideration. In the end, he decided to take the ox-cart.

The ox-cart was Zhao Caiyun’s family’s. The person driving the ox-cart was Zhao Caiyun’s brother, Zhao Dashan. Coincidentally, Zhao Caiyun was going to the town today.

After seeing Song Xiuyan and Ding Yao, the aunties sitting on the ox-cart greeted them with a smile. “Song Xiuyan, are you going to take your little wife to the town for a walk?”

“Yes.” Song Xiuyan’s expression had always been very cold. The aunties also shut their mouths and didn’t ask any more questions.

Song Xiuyan gave Zhao Dashan four yuan and carried Ding Yao onto the ox-cart. Ding Yao was right. They didn’t need to let others affect their mood, so he treated Zhao Caiyun as if she didn’t exist. There were many people on the ox-cart. Zhao Caiyun didn’t dare to say anything too overboard. However, when she saw Song Xiuyan sitting next to Ding Yao in an obvious protective posture to prevent Ding Yao from falling off the ox-cart, she became even more jealous and dissatisfied.

The ox-cart began to move forward. Zhao Caiyun couldn’t help but squeeze together with Ding Yao and deliberately asked her, “What’s your name?”

Ding Yao ignored Zhao Caiyun. It was fine for a little girl to boldly pursue the man she liked, but Zhao Caiyun knew that she was a mute and couldn’t speak, so she deliberately asked this question. It was a problem with her character.

The people on the ox-cart all looked at Ding Yao. Song Xiuyan took the initiative to speak, “Her name is Ding Yao.”

A woman chuckled and said, “Her name is quite nice, and she is also beautiful. What a pity.” She didn’t say anything about what was a pity, or it would be rubbing salt on the wound.