How did finding a wife for the villain become giving away a husband?

Chapter 265 The Wooden Statue Has Spirit 4

The rice in the cloth bag is whiter than the rice you usually see, and the grains are fuller.

Xie Anan knew that this grain was different. Perhaps this was the kind of rice that the young masters of wealthy families ate.

My grandfather has been unable to do farm work in recent years. He can only go to the mountains to find some wood, carve it into small gadgets, and sell them at the market.

Or if someone in the village wants to make a coffin, chair, bench, or something like that, they would come to Grandpa. No one in the village knows how to make it, but now there is less demand.

The family relies on this income alone. They can also get some food from renting out the land. When he grows up a little, the lease on the land will expire and he can grow his own food.

"An An, where did you get this rice?" Grandpa Xie asked in surprise as he looked at the rice porridge his grandson brought over. He didn't believe his grandson would do anything sneaky.

"An An, even if we starve to death, our Xie family will not do such a thing as stealing. We still have some silver at home, and I heard that the villagers will go hunting tomorrow."

"When we come back from hunting, buy some meat from the village chief and cook it. An An has become thinner, so he needs to eat more meat. If he doesn't eat meat, he won't grow."

"Grandpa, don't worry, I picked this up." Xie Anan waited until the porridge cooled down a little before feeding it to her grandfather.

"That's good." Grandpa Xie took a bite, "An An, you eat, grandpa is full." He already has half a leg in the coffin, and the good things should be left to his grandson.

He believes everything his grandson says!

"Grandpa, I've already eaten. After I finished the porridge, I got better. Now that I'm better, we're going to take some food to the market to sell."

"After we recover, we can do a lot of things..." At the end, his voice was choked with sobs. He only had his grandfather as a relative.

Seeing his grandson about to cry, Grandpa Xie's heart was broken. "Okay, okay, Grandpa, eat. When you get better, you can carve a little tiger for me, okay?"

My grandson loves the little tiger the most, but the little tiger carved for him is gone.

"There are still some left at home. I will buy candy for my grandchildren after I sell them."

"Okay..." Xie Anan hugged his grandfather tightly. He was afraid that his grandfather would leave and leave him alone.

"My dear grandson, don't be afraid. Grandpa is always here, always here..."

"Do you miss your parents? They are the brightest stars in the sky, and in the future, grandpa will also be the brightest star in the sky."

"My dear grandson, grandpa will always be by your side..."

Grandpa Xie was singing a nursery rhyme. Outside, the cicadas were chirping and the sky was gradually getting darker.

In the morning, Song Wenjing took out a pound of meat and three pounds of rice and placed them on the table, and then he saw Xie Anan's panicked expression with his own eyes.

"Who? Get out? I've seen you..." Xie Anan looked at the food on the table, his heart pounding wildly. Who put the food in his house?

Are there really gods in this world?

Or a monster?

This food seemed to have been there since he brought back the wooden statue. Xie Anan pointed at the wooden statue on the bed with a wooden stick and shouted, "Who are you? Get out!"

"I already know it's you. Come out quickly, or I'll burn you."

Song Wenjing's voice was a little surprised: "Qianchen, Qianchen, An'an asked me to go out! He must have missed me, so he asked me to go out."

"Wow! His serious expression is so cool! His eyes are so pretty, I want to kiss them!" So cute???!

He also wanted to go out, but his soul seemed to be sealed by this wooden statue and he couldn't get out.

system:[…….]

He said with a blank expression: "Heh! Host, they thought you were a monster, so they called you out. What did you think?"

[If you don't get out, they'll burn you.]

"Ha! You still know I'm going to burn! Ahhhh!!! Why the hell are you just trying to gloat over this? If I burn, the mission will fail."

"Although I can't see your smug expression, I can foresee it." Watching himself being taken to the kitchen, he felt cold all over.

Ahhh! ! !

He is so angry that he is swearing!

Xie Anan had already put the firewood on the fire and started it. "Come out quickly, or I'll throw you into the fire. I heard that monsters are afraid of fire, let alone a wooden statue like you."

"What's your purpose?"

Xie Anan held the wooden statue in front of the fire. His legs were shaking with fear, but that was not evident in his tone. He kept his back straight.

Grandpa had said that he must not let the monster see that he was afraid of it, otherwise it would definitely eat him. He had to pretend that he was not afraid of the monster.

Drive the monster away!

[Ohhh… Yes, that’s right!! Ah… Ahhhh!!! Oh my god! Master, if you get burned, what will I do?]

"You ask me what to do? How would I know what to do?" He couldn't possibly shout, I'm not a monster, I'm your future husband!

The key point is that An An couldn't hear what he said.

Song Wenjing suggested: "Why don't you try to release my soul? If that doesn't work, I can just speak. As long as An An can hear what I say, that'll be fine."

He could do nothing now and could only watch the fire burning below.

An An, don't murder your husband!

Xie Anan looked at the wooden statue that showed no reaction. Could it be that it was because of this wooden statue? But... the food was clearly obtained after picking up this wooden statue.

Although he also wanted the food, what if it was given by a monster? The monster had a green face, fangs, a sharp mouth, monkey cheeks, a fat head and big ears.

What if this is food for life? If it's just my own life, it's fine, but I still have my grandfather at home.

Xie Anan's face was a little sinister, he didn't want to cause trouble for his grandfather.

Forget it, he wanted to see what this wooden statue was trying to do.

[Master, I can’t do this!]

[Would you mind waiting for a moment?] The system saw the villain carrying the wooden statue back to the bedroom and breathed a sigh of relief. [Host, you don't have to be burned.]

[It is truly a blessing in disguise!]

Song Wenjing wiped the unnecessary sweat from his forehead and felt a little relieved. "Qianchen, I'm timid. You'd better think of a solution for me quickly."

"If we don't think of a solution, we won't be so lucky next time!" It would be safer if we didn't give them food.

But seeing how thin An An is, how could he not give him supplies? ＜(｀^′)＞

[Okay, okay! I'll do my best.] The system worked hard to find a solution.

……

"Hey! An An, have the hunters in the village returned? Didn't they say they would set out today?" Although Grandpa Xie was sick at home, he would set today as the hunting date every year.

He couldn't have forgotten that every year he would buy meat to replenish his body, and the prey brought back from hunting in the mountains would be relatively cheaper.

He couldn't afford the meat at the market.

Smelling the aroma of meat coming from the kitchen, he felt a lot stronger.

Xie Anan's voice came from the kitchen, "Grandpa, the hunters left early and they brought back a wild boar."

"I heard someone say that, so I hurried to buy some meat. Grandpa, wait a moment, I'll cook it softer."

"You need to eat more to get better." Since grandpa has already found an excuse, he won't bother making up a lie!

"Okay, let's eat together..."