Exile with Storage Space: Family Fortunes in the Barren Lands Chapter 511 - 480: Acting the Full Set (1)3

She endured until her daughter was grown and married, wanting to go into town to work as a housekeeper, doing laundry for a living.

Pei Shenyan found out about her situation and invited her over.

Aunt Zhou discovered that being a servant for Pei Shenyan allowed her to stay close to her daughter, and she happily accepted.

Since both of them had tragic pasts, once they arrived at Pei Shenyan’s household, with a place to stay and food to eat, they worked diligently.

Pei Shenyan shared their backgrounds with Li Yuwen.

Worried that Li Yuwen might not like them, Pei Shenyan chose to reveal their history.

Li Yuwen raised her eyebrows and said, "Just let them stay here. Without this place, they won’t survive."

Pei Shenyan smiled slightly, "Alright."

Seeing that he wasn’t leaving, Li Yuwen looked at him and asked, "Aren’t you going for a drink?"

Pei Shenyan looked back at her, "With my elder brother and Pei Ji accompanying, I don’t need to go; I can’t drink much."

Li Yuwen couldn’t care less if he could drink; she just wasn’t used to sitting with a man she didn’t quite like, but asking him to leave seed improper, as it might arouse suspicion.

She just had to endure it.

After a short while, Aunt Zhou and Cui Xi returned, each carrying a tray.

Aunt Zhou smiled and said, "Young Master, Young Mistress, there’s warm fish slice soup, shrimp and cabbage soup, dumplings, venison, and old duck braised with bamboo shoots." In addition to the dishes, there was rice.

Pei Shenyan nodded at Li Yuwen, "Co and eat."

Aunt Zhou had already placed the dishes from her and Cui Xi’s trays onto the table, each bowl steaming hot, making Li Yuwen’s eyes widen.

She hadn’t had enough to eat at noon and was already starving.

Pei Shenyan said to Aunt Zhou, "Bring another pot of warm wine."

Li Yuwen grabbed a pair of chopsticks and eagerly began to eat.

The venison was sliced thin and was easy to chew.

She looked up and asked Pei Shenyan with confusion, "Did you not say you couldn’t drink wine? How co you’re drinking?"

"I can’t handle a full cup, but a sip is fine." Pei Shenyan took a small bowl and ladled her so fish slice soup.

The creamy white fish slice soup was mouth-watering, and Li Yuwen accepted it unhesitatingly.

Aunt Zhou brought the ward wine and poured a cup each for Pei Shenyan and Li Yuwen.

Pei Shenyan raised his glass to Li Yuwen, "My dear, please."

Li Yuwen was montarily stunned, "I don’t drink."

"Just one cup." As he spoke, he glanced at Aunt Zhou and Cui Xi standing nearby. Telling her that if they didn’t act convincingly, people would see through their deception and their efforts would be wasted.

The quick-witted Li Yuwen understood his look and reluctantly raised her glass and drank.

"It’s traditional to drink three cups at a wedding, young mistress," Aunt Zhou said with a smile, raising the pot to pour Li Yuwen another cup.

Drink three cups? What a stupid rule!

But seeing the small cup, Li Yuwen didn’t think much of it and decided to drink. She picked up the wine glass and drank two more cups in succession.

"Can I eat now? I’ve had three cups." Li Yuwen picked up her chopsticks and took a bite of a dumpling.

"Yes, you can eat. Enjoy whatever you like." Pei Shenyan smiled.

Li Yuwen was extrely hungry and ate three dumplings in a row, but as she ate, she noticed sothing was off, so she picked up another one, bit into it, and her face turned dark, "Why is it raw?"

The vegetables in the cabbage dumpling were still raw! The flour was still white.

Aunt Zhou imdiately congratulated her with a smile, "Congratulations, young mistress, for a promising future, you will have at least three."

Li Yuwen: "..." She put her chopsticks down on the table and glared at Pei Shenyan.

This act can’t go on!

Pei Shenyan subtly tugged her hand under the table, using his eyes to remind her to bear with it.

Li Yuwen, feeling aggrieved, lifted her hand to swat his hand away, but to vent her frustration, she stomped hard on his foot.

Step you to death!

She couldn’t lash out at the maids to expose the act, but venting on this bookworm should be fine, right?