Transmigrated Into the Vicious Stepmother in a Historical Novel - Chapter 300

At noon, the children fell asleep. Sheng Fei finished coaxing them and then sat down beside Lu Ting, who had taken off his apron to chat with her.

Recently, Sheng Fei had learned how to sew shoe soles from the aunt next door. She found it quite enjoyable to make shoes during her free time.

The rain had been so heavy that it blocked the roads between the county and the villages. Now only a few small paths remained open for people to walk, making trips to the county quite troublesome.

As a result, a group of people gathered in the house, and sometimes while sewing shoe soles, they would chat and laugh. It was really great.

Sounds of arguments could be often heard from next door. Siince everyone was stuck indoors, boredom set in.

Xu Yuxia and Old Mrs. Lu were both strong-willed type of person. They frequently clashed while interacting with one another, and a lot of conflicts were happening.

However, Sheng Fei had a generally accommodating personality, and Lu Ting was a quiet person, so their interactions were relatively easygoing.

Hearing Lu Ting’s question, Sheng Fei handed him some peanuts.

“The children are all asleep. You can wash the bowls and then wipe down the table later. But first, peel these peanuts for me. I want to fry them for dinner tonight.”

Sheng Fei was quite adept at giving Lu Ting tasks. Lu Ting also willingly complied, smiling as he nodded.

He picked up the peanuts and began to shell them one by one. The tool he used was a pair of metal tongs. This made it easy to crack open the peanuts without much effort, though it was somewhat tedious.

“You still haven’t told me where you heard those stories. I’ve never heard of One Thousand and One Nights before. Did your family tell you these stories when you were a child?”

Sheng Fei’s family situation was indeed complicated. After her mother passed away, her father remarried, and her stepmother was very critical of Sheng Fei, so it was unlikely that her stepmother was the one telling her these stories. Could it have been Sheng Fei’s biological mother?

It should be said that these stories were indeed told to Sheng Fei by her biological mother in her original world, but some of the painful memories were not something she could share with Lu Ting.

Sheng Fei glanced at Lu Ting but smiled without answering, not revealing where she had learned the stories to Lu Ting.

Lu Ting saw Sheng Fei keeping it a secret and chose to remain silent.

Because this was Sheng Fei’s secret. If she wanted to share, she would. If not, Lu Ting wouldn’t force her.

“However, I really think that king was far too autocratic. Marrying a beautiful woman every night only to have her killed the next day. Imagine how heartbreaking that must be for those women’s families.”

Lu Ting shared his thoughts, and Sheng Fei nodded in agreement, realizing it would indeed be very sad for the families.

After all, those women’s families would be deeply hurt by such actions.

This was simply the way things were in ancient times. In the ancient feudal dynasties, kings had absolute power and could do as they pleased. They could decide who to live and who to die.

Personal lives were insignificant in the face of the king’s whims. It was because of the emperor’s dictatorial power that people naturally harbored resentment towards him.

However, discussing such matters with Lu Ting didn’t seem to have much purpose, so Sheng Fei began discussing with Lu Ting about other things.

Usually, they were too busy making money to talk about these things.

Now that they were talking like this, they surprisingly found that their opinions aligned on several points. It turned out to be a gain.