The wicked sister-in-law is in charge; meals include fish and shrimp.

Chapter 31 Wen Zizhou was beaten

Because of its location, by noon, only about a third of the food remained in the basket.

The three of them ate some of the leftovers for lunch. Although they had eaten this at home many times, it still tasted delicious.

Wen Luozhi packed up the remaining small portion and put it into the basket she was giving to Wen Zijin to deliver food. After they finished cleaning up the stall together, she asked the two of them to sit there and wait for her.

The sun is very strong, but this corner is completely shaded and has a cool breeze from time to time. Sitting here is better than going out to bask in the sun together.

Er Ya wanted to go with her, but Wen Luozhi refused, saying that it would be inconvenient for her to take things out later!

At the entrance of the academy, Yan Che and Wen Zijin had been waiting under the shade of a tree for quite some time.

Seeing that Wen Luozhi hadn't arrived yet, Yan Che was a little disappointed. "Brother Zijin, it's all your fault for saying yesterday that you didn't need to bring me food, and today my little sister isn't coming."

Wen Zijin frowned slightly at his expression; this guy really seemed unhappy.

It's fine if there's no good food, but it's absolutely unacceptable if I can't see my little sister!

Wen Zijin looked up and saw Wen Luozhi walking towards them.

Wen Luozhi also saw the two people under the tree. She ran a few steps quickly, and when she was almost under the tree, Wen Zijin stepped forward to meet her and took the basket from her hand.

"It's too hot, so don't come to bring Fifth Brother his meals," Wen Zijin said with concern, taking out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from her forehead.

Wen Luozhi put her hands on her hips and glanced at him sideways. "That won't do! I have to raise Fifth Brother well so he can pass the imperial examination. After that, I'll be a scholar's sister, and I can walk sideways in the village!"

Wen Zijin was amused and let out a few soft laughs, her expression full of doting affection.

His younger sister has always been the boss in the village since she was a child, so she doesn't need his authority as her older brother.

Yan Che stared blankly at him, realizing why Master Su's granddaughter came to the academy every few days looking for opportunities to get close to him!

If it were him, he would want it too!

"I made lots of delicious food for you all today, hurry back and eat it while it's still fresh!"

"Second Sister-in-law and Er Ya are still waiting for me at the east end!" After saying that, she hurriedly picked up yesterday's basket and ran back.

Wen Zijin knew her younger sister's temper; once she made up her mind, nothing could change it.

If you tell her to stop bringing food, she won't listen and might even get angry and throw a tantrum.

He sighed silently and carried the basket back to the academy.

Yan Che snatched the basket from his hand and said with a grin, "I've been eating for free, I can do this little chore."

Wen Zijin: ...You think I'm walking too slowly and want to eat faster, right?

The two arrived at the cafeteria and sat in the same seats as yesterday. Su Xian had originally planned to eat at home today.

But Wen Zijing had already made him wait here when get out of class ended, insisting on having him eat together.

As the two students placed the food on the table, his eyes remained fixed on the dishes.

On the table are minced pork and potatoes, spicy chicken, braised pork, and shiitake mushrooms and bok choy.

There was no soup today, but Wen Luozhi prepared a drink for them—Mango Pomelo Sago!

Su Xian found everything novel and interesting. He smelled a sweet fragrance emanating from the red and yellow things inside the thick bamboo tube.

Wen Zijin handed him a wooden spoon with both hands and said, "This is a dish my younger sister came up with. Please try it and see how it tastes."

Su Xian took it, scooped up a spoonful, and put it in her mouth.

The aroma and sweetness of the mango, mixed with the sweet and sour taste of the grapefruit, almost made him reluctant to swallow it. After taking a small bite, he seemed to taste a hint of goat milk? But there was no fishy or goaty smell at all.

I don't know how it's been kept cool even now in this hot weather.

Su Xianmei shook her head and simply said, "Wonderful!"

He had eaten a lot of things from all over the world, but apart from the goat milk in the bowl, he really didn't know what the other things in it were.

Fortunately, Wen Luozhi knew that Yan Che loved to eat it, so she prepared an extra portion; otherwise, he would have had to share it with Wen Zijin today.

He picked up a spoon and tasted it, then spoonful after spoonful.

Wen Zijin only took one bite before picking up his chopsticks and starting to eat, because Luo Luo had told him it was a dessert after the meal.

Since that's the case, he should finish his meal before eating.

After Yan Che finished drinking the mango pomelo sago, he picked up his chopsticks and started shoveling food into his mouth. Seeing how much he enjoyed his meal, Su Xian also started eating without any hesitation.

He scooped up a spoonful of minced meat and potatoes without any instruction, and added some of the other dishes to make his own version of bibimbap.

After taking one bite, he felt as if all his internal organs were functioning smoothly.

When you're tired of eating, a spoonful of sweet syrup is the perfect treat—even the gods wouldn't trade it for that.

The three of them finished all the food, but even so, Yan Che still stared longingly at the mango pomelo sago that Wen Zijin had barely touched.

Unable to bear his glaring gaze, Wen Zijin reluctantly shared half of hers with him, and only then was he finally happy.

Su Xian looked at the two students in front of him and felt happy. It's not easy to have a close friend in life.

After packing up, Su Xian said to Wen Zijin, "My wife at home especially loves sweets. I wonder if your sister could make her some of today's dishes?"

What he really wanted to say was that it would be great if they could sell him some more good dishes, but that would make him seem incredibly shameless.

Wen Zijin smiled and nodded, replying, "My younger sister feels sorry for her students and brings them food every day. I'll talk to her about it tomorrow."

Su Xian left satisfied, thinking that he should also give the young girl something.

……

On the way back, Wen Luozhi felt it was too hot, so she went to a shady spot to rest.

As she was about to continue walking, she heard shouts and curses coming from the alley where she had taken the items.

She loved watching the excitement, so she crept over quietly along the wall.

"So you've come begging on my turf! I'll beat you to death!"

A tall man with a scar on his face kicked the man on the ground right in the chest. The man cried out in pain and curled up into a ball.

Then a few thugs started punching and kicking the man on the ground.

The person on the ground was powerless to fight back and could only helplessly hold their head.

Wen Luozhi frowned as one of the men grabbed the hair of the person on the ground, forcing him to raise his head.

Upon seeing that face, Wen Luozhi suddenly felt dizzy as the original owner's memories rushed out. She shook her head and straightened up.

Wen Zizhou? "Her" third brother?

Didn't Mom say he was going to be a peddler, going from street to street? How come he's here now and getting beaten up so badly?

Without thinking twice, she stepped out into the alley and threw the basket in her hand forcefully in that direction.

The basket hit Scarface squarely on the head, making him jump up and down in anger.

"Who is it!" He covered his forehead and looked towards the alley entrance, where he saw a little girl standing there with her arms crossed.

"Did you throw the basket?" Scarface asked menacingly, pointing at the basket on the ground.

Wen Luozhi smiled and nodded. "So what?"

Scarface was so angry at her nonchalant attitude that he was panting heavily. He rushed forward and raised his fist to hit her.

Wen Luozhi's eyes turned cold, and she quickly took out several steel needles from her sleeve, forcefully stabbing them into the scarred man's fist before pulling them out forcefully.

"Ah!" Scarface screamed in agony, clutching his bleeding hand and yelling at his two henchmen, "Grab her! I'll sell you out today and take your surname!" The two henchmen stepped forward and surrounded her.

Wen Luozhi brandished the bloodstained steel needles between her fingers and said provocatively, "If you can't beat me today, your ancestors will take my surname."

After saying that, she kicked her leg hard behind her, and the kick landed squarely in the man's crotch. He lay on the ground clutching his groin, crying and screaming for his parents.

Scarface felt a chill in his crotch and took a few steps back with a strange expression.

The thug standing in front of Wen Luozhi swallowed hard, still shaken, and then lunged forward with a loud shout.

Wen Luozhi raised the hand with the steel needle and made a gesture to stab forward. The thug was so scared that he stopped and ran back.

She walked towards him with a sinister grin, and Scarface, seeing that things were going wrong, grabbed a stick from the side and aimed it straight at her face.

She didn't take this little show seriously at all, and with a beautiful spinning kick, the stick broke in two.

"You...you stay away!"

Scarface's lips trembled. He hadn't expected that such a thin and weak little girl would actually know how to fight.

He took a step back, and Wen Luozhi took a step forward, giving him no chance to catch his breath.

"Boss, let's go!" A voice came from behind. The guy who was panting in the crotch shouted and then rushed over in pain to hug Wen Luozhi's leg tightly.

Wen Luozhi frowned and tried to shake him off several times, but the scarred man saw his chance and raised his good hand, forgetting that her steel needles were in his hand, not his leg.

Just as his fist was about to touch her, Wen Luozhi calmly raised her hand and stabbed the steel needle again.

Scarface's eyes widened, but it was too late to retract his hand.