Started as a mute girl? I prospered in the lean years

Jiang Wei couldn't help but open her mouth wide when she saw the mute girl Kuang Kuang kick her second uncle several times, and she couldn't help but keep paying attention after that.

The mute girl is so timid. She usually hides as far away as possible when encountering this kind of thing. How can she rush to join in the fun today?

She closed her slightly open mouth, looked at the mute girl running towards her, and quietly moved to the side.

The mute girl put her hands on her knees and panted. She was just holding on. This body has a lot of injuries and is hungry, so it's a good idea not to faint.

After catching her breath, she stretched out a small black hand to poke Jiang Wei's shoulder.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Wei frowned and was very dissatisfied.

The mute girl opened her mouth, then pursed her lips when she remembered that she couldn't speak. She pointed at Old Man Jiang in the crowd, took a few deep breaths, and then held in her breath until her face turned red. Finally, she tilted her neck, stuck out her tongue, rolled her eyes, and pretended to be stunned.

Jiang Wei:······

She actually understood.

She looked at her father and then at the mute sister in confusion, unable to make up her mind.

Jiang Erlang, who was squeezed out of the crowd, saw the mute girl standing next to him running away. He couldn't help but look back and saw the mute girl's movements.

He didn't have time to be surprised, so he quickly looked at Xiangye and found that his face was indeed different from usual.

The old man's face is full of ravines left by the years, which can't be easily seen without looking carefully.

Jiang Erlang quickly walked forward and patted his grandfather's chest, whispering comfort.

Jiang Erlang's appearance reminded Old Man Jiang of his three eldest grandsons and two granddaughters, and he couldn't help but burst into tears.

Although the young man's words just now seemed to be provocative, they reminded him that this second son was too weak to be reused. As long as Mrs. Liu was around, he would not be able to learn well.

After all, it’s all retribution!

When he was young, he was determined to be a scholar but failed. All the work at home and outside the house was piled on Wang, which made her die early. After her youngest son was born, he was favored by his parents. Liu relied on his father-in-law and mother-in-law to force him to fulfill his filial piety, which made Dafang and his family suffer for many years.

All the benefits were given to the second roommate. He only thought that his younger son would be able to make a living, not to mention becoming a Jinshi, but at least he would become a scholar. Who would have thought that his younger son would turn out to be an Adou who could not be supported...

Old Man Jiang felt regretful in his heart. He was half buried in the earth, and he should have thought more about building a big house that he could afford.

He told Jiang Sanlang, who had been standing beside him, "Sanlang, go get me a pen and paper."

Old Man Jiang's face was still depressed, but it was no longer as dejected as before.

Jiang Sanlang's eyes widened instantly. He didn't expect that his grandfather's words were not angry, but he was happy to see his achievements.

Feeling happy in his heart but not daring to show it on his face, he trotted into the house.

The mute girl and Jiang Wei stared at each other for a long time. Then they turned around and found that Jiang Erlang had already comforted Old Jiang. They stopped wasting their efforts with Jiang Wei and turned their eyes to Mrs. Liu who was lying on the ground, stroking the tattered clothes. The sleeves are ready to wear.

For some reason, Jiang Wei had a bad premonition. When she saw the mute girl making some moves, she followed the mute girl into the kitchen.

Not long after, the mute girl staggered out carrying a wooden basin three or four times bigger than her little face.

Jiang Wei saw that she looked like she was about to fall down with every step she took. She was frightened and wanted to reach out to help her, but was always avoided. He could only watch her carrying the wooden basin towards Liu.

Finding a gap and slipping into the crowd, the mute girl slowly approached Liu. Anyone who saw her tried to help but she avoided them intentionally or unintentionally. When the distance was about the same, she pretended to stumble and the wooden basin in her hand slipped.

First, the water in the basin splashed all over Mrs. Liu's head and face. When she was agitated by the water, Mrs. Liu opened her eyes instantly, and then there was a "dong" sound, and she lost consciousness.

I survived being pinched, but I couldn't survive being hit on the head by a wooden basin.

Everyone:······

The mute girl took a step back with a look of horror on her face, and finally sat down on the ground, with her little face raised to the sky, and started crying.

Mrs. Liu on the ground had her head smashed by a wooden basin, and her head was covered in blood. Seeing this, the villagers who were watching became uneasy.

"Mute girl, are you here to help?"

"What can we do? Do we need to call the doctor?"

"Uncle De is writing a letter of divorce. I'll ask you later."

Qian Xiuzhu's eyes flashed as she watched the whole process. She hurriedly knelt down and took out a handkerchief to briefly bandage Mrs. Liu.

Then she walked to the little girl and asked softly: "What is the mute girl bringing water for?"

The mute girl's eyes lit up, and it was no wonder that she cried until her throat broke. The original owner's mother was very discerning.

She closed her mouth, pointed to the wooden basin, picked up the skirt of her clothes and wiped her face.

Qian Xiuzhu understood, and she raised her voice and said, "Mute sister, do you want to wipe your face with milk so that she can wake up early?"

The mute girl nodded fiercely.

She is just a little mute, what bad intentions can she have?

There was less chatter around her, and someone started to comfort her.

Qian Xiuzhu wiped her little girl's tears, "Mom, I know the mute girl didn't do it on purpose. The mute girl has little strength. Just ask your uncles and aunts to help you next time. Do you hear me?"

The mute girl nodded obediently.

Mother and daughter looked at each other, each with their own plans.

The movement here also alarmed Old Man Jiang who was writing a letter of divorce. He paused the pen in his hand and continued writing with concentration.

People often say that marrying an unworthy wife ruins three generations, and this will be the case for his life. Now all his hopes are on his three grandchildren. He can no longer let Mrs. Liu ruin his grandchildren's future.

The village chief took the opportunity to make peace, oh, no, remind: "Uncle De, Aunt Liu is wrong in talking about this, but after all, she provided for the old couple and gave birth to a son. There is hard work without credit, right?

Aunt Liu's natal family is far away from Shili Village, and she is getting older. Even if she returns to her natal family, no one will be willing to take care of her, so she will end up living in the second child's house. If we live in the same village and can't see each other when we look up, we must at least be decent in terms of face, what do you think? "

Why is it so easy to be a village chief? If he helps Old Man Jiang divorce his wife today, tomorrow someone will scold him for helping the bride but not taking care of him, and poke the backbone of his old Jiang family!

Old Man Jiang's writing hand had stopped a long time ago. He understood the meaning of the village chief's words. He and Mrs. Liu could be considered to have lived together for half of their lives. If divorce was reasonable, he could just divorce his wife.

Seeing that Old Man Jiang had listened to his words, the village chief stopped trying to persuade him. Whether it was reconciliation or divorce, Ms. Liu was still asleep, so she could only let the matter go.