Reborn as the twin sister of the male protagonist with her mortal enemy

Obviously, they were all Zheng Juzi's cousins, but they were all waiting for her answer, and unknowingly, she became the one in charge.

"What exactly do you want?" Zheng Jinpeng really regretted it now. The niece who always kept her head down now made him feel afraid.

"My brother's matter is settled, but you also scared my sister, made my father angry, and threatened me. How do you think we should settle this account best?" Zheng Juzi looked at Zheng Jinpeng and asked coldly.

That expression definitely means that if your wallet doesn't bleed a little today, that person will.

Zheng Jinpeng...are you Zhou Baopi?

But today, it seems that there is no way to resolve the issue without suffering a lot of losses. No, the whole family was beaten and had to pay 200 yuan in compensation. They have already suffered a lot of losses, and they have to suffer another lot of losses.

When Zheng Juzi and his group returned home, the food was already prepared for them to eat.

"Where have you kids been just now? You were running around after dinner." Mu Xiaoyun said this, but her tone didn't really sound blaming.

Zheng Juzi walked up to the village chief and took out 300 yuan.

The village chief was puzzled: "What are you doing...?"

Zheng Juzi smiled and said, "Uncle Jinpeng said he was unfilial, unkind and unjust. He couldn't get over what happened today, so he donated 300 yuan in the name of my grandmother for the village to use in the future."

The village chief didn't believe it. How could such an unfilial, unkind, and unjust person want to donate money to the village? But that didn't matter. Zheng Juzi was helping her father to vent his anger. This girl was not simple.

Old Mrs. Zheng is still Old Mrs. Zheng. When she heard that Zheng Jinpeng gave 300 yuan to the village in one go, she was so angry and resentful that she almost slammed the chopsticks in her hand. "That ungrateful guy didn't just give the money to me? Why didn't God strike him to death with thunder!"

Other numbers were fine, but this number was a hurdle that she would never be able to overcome in her life.

Just treat this son as if he is dead. I curse him to have a miserable death in the future!

Zheng Qiang was also thinking that 300 yuan could buy a lot of things, but he didn't expect that his uncle would rather donate it than give it to himself. He was the most studious child in the family - yes, the most studious boy.

Zheng Shuifu and his brothers don’t think so. When they were young, they were often bullied by their eldest brother, and when the family business was divided, their eldest brother took the lion’s share by relying on his numbers.

The document of division of the family property was just a formality. The eldest brother has been domineering since he was young, and he became even more domineering after he grew up and had several sons. He would get the biggest share regardless of whether there was the document or not.

It's the same in daily life. Even though the family has been separated and the eldest family is living the best, the nephews will take advantage of their brothers whenever something happens.

Today, Zheng Jinpeng's family was dealt with. It was such a relief. Plus, since Old Lady Zheng had denied her membership in the family, the four of them were ready to obey.

After all, Zheng Juzi now comes with 300 yuan. There are only two possibilities. One is that the money was paid by Zheng Juzi, and the other is that Zheng Juzi has settled the matter with the old family.

The village chief looked at Zheng Juzi with slightly different eyes, but said nothing. He accepted the money in front of everyone and wrote a receipt.

Many people in the village took on jobs this year, either laying tiles or repairing roads. It was late in slaughtering the pigs, so there was not much fat in their stomachs, and everyone was waiting to have a good meal.

It was originally a family dinner, with three tables placed together, making the spacious main room seem a bit crowded.

The dishes were served one after another, the aroma filled the air and made people salivate.

The villagers have only had enough to eat in recent years. They eat meat when they slaughter pigs during the Chinese New Year. Many families have many children, so in order to entertain guests properly, they slaughter pork for two meals and hang it up to be fried when guests come. Zheng Guixiang's family has so many delicious dishes for one meal.

The dried radish and bacon are salty and fragrant, the braised pork is fat but not greasy, the steamed fish is tender and delicious, and even home-cooked dishes such as vegetables and tofu are better than those fried at home because they have enough oil and water.

The most interesting thing is the special dish prepared specially for celebrating the housewarming. It is called candied corn, but it is obviously just a dessert made of corn kernels. It really makes you feel like you are rich.

Everyone present was convinced that Zheng Laosi's family would have better and better days in the future.

The old Taoist priest's words are being verified step by step.

After Zheng Jinpeng and his family left, everyone sat together and ate and drank happily, especially Old Mrs. Zheng. She finally had a chance to vent the anger she had been holding for many years, and she actually took the initiative to pick up a piece of tofu for Zheng Juzi - although it was not meat, it was already a huge gesture of kindness.

Zheng Yinhu and Zheng Maocai have both made a lot of money this year from laying tiles. Seeing that Zheng Guixiang is good in every way, it would be even better if I could step in and cut off the relationship with my eldest brother.

They said that everything went smoothly for them this year and they were able to save money. It turned out that the eldest brother and his family were all out working and had no time to bother them.

The commotion in Zheng Jinpeng's family today had brought out all the traumas of their childhood and youth. At first they just thought about it secretly, but after a glass of wine they started talking about their past hardships. Even Zheng Shuifu, who was favored by Old Lady Zheng, had a common language with his brothers.

"What do you think we should do if he causes trouble for us again?" Zheng Yinhu was still a little worried. He only had one son and he would be of no use to him if something happened.

"Brother, if he dares to cause trouble to you again, tell me. I don't have many family members and I will hire someone to help you deal with him!" Today's incident was too sudden and Zheng Guixiang didn't handle it well at the time. He felt that he was frightened at the time and behaved too cowardly in front of the children. He was actually very uncomfortable in his heart.

But he soon thought of a solution. Just like dealing with the fifth brother's family, if his son was useless, he could just hire someone else. Instead of letting the devil push the mill, what was wrong with having someone beat Zheng Jinpeng up?

If one beat doesn’t work, beat him a few more times until he surrenders!

Looking at his fourth uncle who was a little tipsy, Zheng Xiaohu wanted to remind him - guess why Zheng Jinpeng was so stingy with the money to pay for a radio? He was the kind of person who wished that other families were his, but he was willing to donate 300 yuan to his fourth uncle in the village. Didn't he really want to know the reason?

He couldn't help but look around, and found that those good people who "did a heroic act" were not there. They helped so much, but they didn't even have a meal?

It's a bit of an exaggeration to say that he can defeat ten alone, but it's no problem at all to defeat the seven or eight people in Zheng Jinpeng's family.

I think they had been bullied by that family many times in the past, and every time they were beaten they could only curl up on the ground with their heads in their hands. It was really satisfying to see them being beaten like worms today!

How did his cousin know these people and how could she command them?

Although there were some disturbances, it was still a festive day after all.

At dinner, in addition to the leftovers from lunch, Zheng Juzi also made a bowl of longevity noodles for Zheng Guixiang and said a lot of good things about him.

Zheng Feizhou prepared a small card he made himself, and Zheng Hanqiu gave a new set of clothes.

Zheng Guixiang looked at his new house and children, and suddenly felt that his life was worth it.

Most of the time, life is filled with misfortunes, but in the end, it is best to be content.

Zheng Hanqiu thought too much, and when he returned to his carefully decorated room, he felt an indescribable depression in his heart, "Am I a coward today?"