The real daughter is reborn, I will no longer be this evil stepmother

As she spoke, she showed Wan Jingye the shallow scar on her forehead that had not yet disappeared.

"Brother Jingye, look, the stone broke this place and a lot of blood was shed."

Liu Ruyi was born impatient, with big almond-shaped eyes, an oval face, and thick hair. Her eyeballs were swollen from crying. She looked pitiful, like a deer, and looked at Wan Jingye affectionately.

Wan Jingye sighed, "You're a big girl. If you don't be careful when you go out, you might get hit by rocks."

When Liu Ruyi heard this, her tears suddenly burst into tears.

"You touch it, it still hurts."

He grabbed Wan Jingye's hand and touched her forehead.

Wan Jingye wanted to refuse.

But the girl's hands seemed to have magic power, her skin was soft, and her face was flushed.

Wan Jingye was a head taller than her, and he was in a condescending position. From the corner of his eye, he could see the scenery within the girl's collar.

In addition, as soon as he touched the skin on her forehead, an evil fire arose in his heart.

Thinking of the urge to hug Mrs. Jiang last night.

What happened later, Jiang didn't give it to him, and his evil fire was not satisfied, and now it was suddenly ignited again.

He tried his best to suppress it.

He had watched this little girl grow up since she was a child, so he couldn't have evil thoughts in his heart.

He said softly, "Be careful in the future and check with the doctor. Will there be any scars?"

The belly of his fingers couldn't help but draw a circle on Liu Ruyi's forehead and knead it gently.

Liu Ruyi sensed something different about him.

Suddenly I gained courage and plunged into Wan Jingye's arms.

He sobbed and said, "Brother Jingye, I'm sorry for you. I shouldn't have listened to my mother. I should have stopped eating myself and saved some for Niuniu and the others. Wanjiang and Wanhu are all good children. They I was tortured like this by Mr. Jiang, and I didn’t even bother to take care of it. My mother didn’t let me go out, and she even wanted to marry me off while Brother Jieye was away, oh oh oh oh...”

While crying, she rubbed against his body.

Wan Jingye put one hand around her slender waist and said, "Ruyi, you are not young anymore. It's time for you to get married. Your mother is doing this for your own good."

The two big lumps on Liu Ruyi's chest pressed softly against his strong body, making him dizzy for a moment.

He couldn't help but tighten her slim waist again, pressing against his lower abdomen.

"I want to marry a good man like Brother Jieye. I don't look down on anyone else. I don't want to marry... Wuwuwu... My mother keeps forcing me, keeps pushing me. What should I do? Jiang is still trying to hurt me. Because of my reputation, it was said that I had an affair with Brother Jieye..." Liu Ruyi complained.

Wan Jingye felt a little embarrassed when he heard this.

He immediately calmed down.

He forced Liu Ruyi away from his arms, "You little girl, do you want to go to heaven if you don't get married? Talk to your mother carefully and find someone you like and remarry. If you marry someone you don't, you won't be able to live well. No, wait until I observe if there are any young unmarried servants in the yamen, and I can introduce them to you then. When we talk from now on, don’t pounce on me. When you grow up, it’s time to avoid suspicion and let people see you. Yes. There will be people gossiping.”

He sniffed Liu Ruyi's hair, smelling of soap locust.

Liu Ruyi was born well and had a good figure, but it was a pity that she was not as fragrant as Jiang.

Jiang's skin is fairer and tenderer, and the skin texture is completely different. Touch it and smell it, and it will be hot and hot, reaching your heart.

"Okay, Brother Jingye. Ruyi understands." Liu Ruyi cried and moved a certain distance away from Wan Jingye.

"Go home, don't cry. There are people coming and going here. Others don't know it. They think I bullied you." Wan Jingye wiped the tears on her face with his hand.

Liu Ruyi burst into tears and smiled.

The two of them went back to Wanjia Village side by side.

Deep in the forest, there was a pair of abyss-like eyes, staring at their retreating figures...

Private school in Shiqiao Town.

The Master was lecturing the students. Wan Jiang had not come to class for a while and had a lot of classes to attend. During the lecture, the Master took special care of him and reviewed all the previous content for him.

If it were normal, with Wan Jiang's intelligence, he would have previewed the textbook content in advance and taken notes.

Master, you can understand it with a little guidance.

but,

Today, the master saw that Wan Jiang had no reaction and looked blank.

Turning to his side again, I saw that the textbooks were all empty, not a single word in them.

The master was a little unhappy.

Wan Jiang's name was called and he was asked to stand up to answer a question.

As a result, Wan Jiang was startled and stood up hastily, obviously absent-mindedly.

The master frowned and asked him to sit down again.

The other students in the class snickered.

Master saw Wan Jiang's distraught appearance and did not embarrass him.

Just sighed.

After class, the Master left, leaving only the students present.

Wan Jiang had a bright face, and while he was finishing the homework assigned by Master, his classmates and students gathered around him.

"Wan Jiang, did you really go to Landlord Li's house to herd sheep? It is said that Landlord Li's house herds sheep for thirty cents a day, and he has to endorse the sheep every day. Is this true?"

"Wan Jiang, have you met the young master of the Li family? It is said that they invited an old master from the provincial capital. He is very awesome. Have you learned anything secretly from him?"

"Wan Jiang, why are your hands shaking when writing! Did anyone hit you?"

……

The painful memories that Wan Jiang had finally sealed came flooding back.

his hand!

It hurts terribly when I write.

When the Master was giving lectures, he always couldn't help but recall that when the Li family was herding sheep, he would recite the Three-Character Sutra and the Thousand-Character Essay to the sheep. From morning to night, his voice would be hoarse. If anyone heard that he didn't recite it, it would be a meal that day. Beaten severely, or not fed.

Especially his hand, which was broken alive by a servant of the Li family. Although it was connected, it was fine when it was not moving, but it hurt terribly when he held the pen.

All of this made it impossible for him to concentrate on class.

This caused the Master to be disappointed in him.

Now, his classmates also took the opportunity to retaliate against him and ridicule him.

Normally, Wan Jiang could hold it back and not want to argue with these ant-like little people.

Today, he couldn't help it anymore.

"You are so curious. If you go to landlord Li's house to herd sheep, wouldn't you know better? Why are you so gloating about others' misfortune? We have been classmates for several years. Is this your friendship as classmates?"

This time, the hornet's nest has been stabbed.

Before, the classmates were talking out of respect.

Now everyone is being straightforward.

"Our family doesn't have a younger brother waiting for help, and we're not that poor. We don't need to herd sheep..."

"Also, if we go, Landlord Li won't want us. How can we compare to your knowledge? In class, you usually have eyes on the top of your head. Except for Master, he won't say anything to us. In one sentence, he acted like a gentleman, only a gentleman like you is qualified to herd sheep at Landlord Li's house."

"I only care about you because of my friendship with classmates. Why are you acting like a hedgehog? Why, it's wrong to care about you! A dog doesn't know how to appreciate a mouse, bah!"

……

Wan Jiang took a deep breath.

Ignoring the sounds from the outside world, I endured the pain and began to write crookedly.

Halfway through writing, suddenly, someone accidentally dripped ink on his right handwriting...

The whole class burst into laughter.

Wan Jiang went berserk and beat people up. The classmate who was provoking trouble had long disliked him, and since he had received a "little" fee from the mysterious man, he started a scuffle with him.

While beating, he shouted, "Help! Master! Wan Jiang is beating someone! Wan Jiang is beating someone!"