Transmigrated As The Ex-Wife Of A Heroic Man

Chapter 281 - 290

Chapter 281: Continue Making Up

Su Wen smiled in response to Little Sister Su's enthusiasm. She could see Zhou Hengyang's mocking smile from the corner of her eye.

'Hah! Laugh at me all you want,' she thought, 'you can't support me even if you wanted to!'

"Alright, I'll hold you to it. I can't wait for you to grow up and support me."

"Ahem." Zhou Hengyang cleared his throat and said, "Little Sister Su, I think it's only right that I support my wife."

"But..." Little Sister Su tilted her head as if she could not understand what Zhou Hengyang was saying.

Having exhausted her patience, Sixth Sister hissed, "That's enough. Don't embarrass yourself further. If you're full, put your dishes in the sink." Little Sister Su pouted but did not dare talk back to Sixth Sister.

Zhou Hengyang suddenly shot to his feet and looked outside, his stern gaze piercing through in its intensity.

What's wrong?" Su Wen, who had already eaten and was about to go for a walk, asked, coming to stand by his side.

Zhou Hengyang turned to his wife playfully, saying, "Here comes the trouble you said you weren't afraid of."

"Already?" And she had thought it would be a peaceful day... so much for that.

Sure enough, several people rushed to the house. In the lead were Chen Guihua and Zhang Chunxiang. It was well known that they did not share a good relationship, so it was a surprise to see them together.

"Su Wen."

"Little Wen, come out."

"Oh my! Were you having dinner? Why would you be eating so early? It's not even dark yet!" Zhang Chunxiang cried dramatically.

Su Wen motioned for Su Qing and the others to continue their meal. She led the two to the away with a fake smile. "It's just as Second Aunt says. We aren't wealthy, so we can't afford to buy a kerosene lamp or too many candles. Hence, we tend to eat dinner before dark to save money."

You're in trouble now. I don't believe you're penniless."

Chen Guihua concurred, saying, "That's right. I don't believe it, either. You've been making steamed cakes. How can you not have any money? I'm sure you earn more than He Yulan."

"No, no. I honestly don't have any money. If Hengyang didn't go to the city to find work at a construction site, we'd all have starved to death.

Lying on the roof, Zhou Hengyang felt his mouth twitch involuntarily, and he shook his head.

Su Wen was really good at making things up.

To think she would even come up with something like that.

"It was the only job Hengyang could find. He's been moving bricks and doing odd jobs for the foreman." Zhou Hengyang's expression grew solemn. "He's been working himself to the bone because there's so much competition from migrant workers. He's had no choice but to work twice as hard to keep his job." Zhou Hengyang was speechless.

Hadn't she said enough? Why was she building such a complicated narrative?

Yes, he was a black-bellied man, but the sewing machines that Changhe

Machinery Factory produced were sold in almost all the shops in the county. Yet, she still had the cheek to make it sound like he was being worked to the bone.

"Su Wen, don't bother shedding those crocodile tears. If you say you're poor, can you be poorer than me?" Chen Guihua looked supremely proud of her achievement, even though it was, perhaps, the worst achievement anyone could have accomplished.