I Was Called a Poor Widow, But I Relied on My Supernatural Powers To Fight Back In Ancient Times

Chapter 280 She can’t be a good person

"As long as it's made by my mother, my son likes it." Bai Anbang glanced at Ba Dou, smiled gently, and made his mother happy.

“It’s better for my son. It’s done. Wait for the egg custard. Mom will put an extra spoonful of lard for you to make sure it’s delicious.”

Out of all the good things, her son is the best. Her blood flows in his body, he is the closest to her, and he is also her biggest support.

Bai Yunxi didn't know what happened at the uncle's house. After sending away the Song Wang family, Bai Yunxi sat leisurely under the eaves, squinting at the few white clouds hanging in the sky, and unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth.

Although she didn't see Bai Yunsong appear in front of her house just now, she intuitively felt that the man was near her house.

 Because of this, when talking to Mrs. Song Wang, she deliberately raised her voice to express her dissatisfaction.

 She had to let Bai Yunsong know that she had long been full of complaints against him.

That person wanted to save face the most. No matter how depressed he felt after hearing the words of disdain for him, he would not run up to her to question her.

 Besides, who always made her feel wronged every time, so there was no need to save face with such a person.

Mr. Li went out for a walk and came back still pouting, which made Bai Yunxi amused.

Without asking, she could guess what those people in the village were saying about her. They were just saying that she was evil-hearted and inconsiderate, but so what, as long as no one got in front of her and didn't prevent them from going into the mountains to find someone. Something, whatever.

 She really can’t control someone else’s mouth.

Even so, she would not do anything to make herself uncomfortable for the sake of face, let alone wrong herself and her family for irrelevant people.

Early the next morning, after Baiyunxi got up, he felt that the weather was a little cooler again. After breakfast, Bai Anyan prepared the tools early, and the few people went out in a big way and followed the Qingshui River into the mountains.

As the family went out, they were spotted by the villagers, but everyone only dared to stand there and cursed. They were so angry that they stamped their feet and no one caught up.

Of course, after they left, they were inevitably told some unpleasant things.

 Let them say whatever they want behind the scenes, as long as no one causes trouble for her, Baiyun Xi doesn't care.

These people in the village are not worthy of her kindness. There is an example of Lao Juren. The word "good person" will never be with her in her life.

The people in the village who get along day and night are not as real as outsiders. The parents of the little tiger she saved in the town expressed their heartfelt thanks, and the system even awarded her 10 points.

But in the village, no one has ever appreciated the efforts of the Bai family and the good deeds they have done for the village. It seems that they have deliberately forgotten what Lao Juren did, and no one mentioned it.

Everything related to their family was filled with complaints and curses that did not take advantage of them.

This is so chilling. If she were a Virgin, she would deserve to be bullied.

On the way into the mountain, Mrs. Li looked at the majestic mountains in front of her and directly suggested,

“Mom, why don’t we go along the mountain stream to the place where we last dug kudzu? Maybe there are some kudzu left behind that haven’t been dug yet. By the way, let’s take a look around to see if there is anything else to take home.”

Hearing Li’s suggestion, Bai Yunxi shook his head.

"We can pass by, but there is no need to dig out the kudzu roots there. Leave some to let them continue to grow. Maybe there will be another good harvest next year."

 Unfortunately, before a few people walked in, they found two figures moving in the mountain col.

 (End of this chapter)