The black-bellied peasant girl is reborn, and her weird relatives are mad

The two sisters of the Feng family returned to the backyard of the county government office.

Feng Siyao opened the door and slammed it shut. Feng Siqing was worried that she might be upset, so he followed her into the house.

Feng Siyao entered the room and went straight to the antique display cabinet, picked up a bottle and smashed it on the ground.

Not satisfied with smashing just one, she smashed one after another.

Completely ignoring his sister's advice, the porcelain fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

Perhaps she hit it too hard, and a piece of debris flew onto her right cheek, leaving a big cut.

Blood slid down his cheek and dripped onto the broken tiles on the floor.

When Feng Siyao saw the blood, she felt pain on her face and screamed.

Feng Siqing hurriedly rummaged through the medicine box, took out the medicine powder in a hurry, propped up a stool, pressed his sister, who had already suffered a mental breakdown, onto the stool, pulled out the bottle and stuffed it into her face.

"Ah..." Feng Siyao cried out in pain, and cried, "Is my face disfigured?"

"No, no." Feng Siqing tore off a corner of his inner garment. "You must not cry. It will be troublesome if your tears flow onto the wound. Be obedient. The bleeding has stopped. I will boil two eggs to put on your face and then bandage you."

Feng Siqing ran out in a hurry and came back after a while with a broom and dustpan in his hands.

She cleaned the room and hurried to the kitchen.

When she came back with the boiled eggs, her sister was gone.

Jiang Siqing was so scared that he put down his bowl and hurried to find his father.

She knocked on Feng Nian's door loudly, but there was no movement from inside. She pushed hard and the door opened.

With the help of the light from the yard, she quickly scanned the room and found that no one was inside.

It's so late, but my father is not at home? Is he out visiting friends?

Jiang Siqing was worried about his sister, so he didn't dare to delay and turned around and ran to the front yamen.

As soon as she ran to the corridor, she saw her sister walking slowly towards her from the front yamen.

She hurriedly ran a few steps, met Feng Siyao, and asked anxiously: "Where have you been? I'm so worried."

Feng Siyao looked up at her, without saying a word, walked past her and went into the house.

Feng Siqing didn't bother with her, turned around and followed her, and said softly: "I have cooked the eggs, I will apply a facial mask for you when we get back to the house."

Feng Siyao walked straight into the room and sat down in front of the dressing table. After just one look, she screamed, picked up the bronze mirror and smashed it against the wall.

Feng Siqing put down the copper basin in his hand, walked forward and explained carefully: "What's wrong? Your face is really fine, there is only a small cut, and it has healed after applying medicine and it is the same as before."

"Do you think I'm blind?" Feng Siyao glared at her fiercely, and her words pierced Feng Siqing's heart like needles.

"It's all your fault that you didn't help me. You are jealous of me because I look better than you and have my father's love. So you teamed up with Jiang Muxia to harm me, and now, you finally got what you wanted!"

Feng Siyao screamed hysterically like a mad beast.

Feng Siqing looked at his sister in shock. He didn't expect her to say such hurtful words.

Is this still the bright and beautiful little girl who I protect in my hands and call her "sister" every day?

Her heart ached and a trace of sadness appeared in her eyes.

"Is this who I am in your mind?"

"Isn't it?" Feng Siyao's eyes were filled with anger, and she gritted her teeth and said, "From childhood to adulthood, it seems that you have protected me. But if you think about it carefully, you just want to get a compliment from your father. Let me praise you as a big sister, so that you can show how powerful you are and that you can do anything?"

Feng Siqing laughed at himself, with sadness in his eyes that could not be concealed, "I am such a jerk. There are freshly boiled eggs in the bowl, peel them and apply them on yourself."

After saying that, she turned and left. Now thinking back carefully, the words that Patriarch Xu reminded her of were truly precious.

I am also partially responsible for her becoming like this. I spoiled her.

Feng Siqing walked to the door and turned around to close it.

Feng Siyao yelled again: "What? You can't pretend anymore. I said a few words to you and you just ignored me? You have no conscience."

Feng Siqing was stunned and closed the door decisively.

"What's going on? I heard you two quarreling from far away?" A deep voice sounded from behind Feng Siqing.

"Dad." Feng Siqing shuddered. What happened today must not be told to him.

"It's okay. We just had a little quarrel. Now it's okay. I let her take a shower and go to bed."

"Okay." Feng Nian nodded. "You're the elder sister, so give way to your younger sister. How was the meal at the Tang family today?"

"Oh, the food was delicious. We also had the Sukiyaki pot made by grandma. It tasted just as good as when we were kids."

Feng Siqing was a little flustered when she mentioned eating. Fortunately, Feng Nian was leaning to the side, and the lights in the courtyard were dim, so she didn't see her expression.

"That's good. When you have nothing to do, hang out with Madam Jiang more often. It's getting late. You should go back to bed too!"

"Yes, daddy."

Finally, when he walked away, Feng Siqing breathed a sigh of relief.

She looked at her sister's room, the lights in the room were off. She turned back to her own room, lay on the bed, and thought of her sister's words, tears fell silently, wetting the corners of the quilt.

In the next few days, Feng Siyao was not seen during the day, and no one knew what she was busy with.

It was not until the evening that she came back wearing a veil. Feng Siqing helped her change the dressing before going to bed every day.

Feng Siyao endured it with peace of mind and didn't say a word to her.

Feng Siqing didn't dare to ask her, so he could only do his own thing and silently prepare her favorite food for her.

In a blink of an eye, it was the first day of November, Jiang Hongbin’s wedding day.

"Mom, are you going to Jiang Hongbin's wedding?" Early in the morning, Jiang Muxia asked Lu Chaoyun who came to their room to call people.

"No, it's unlucky to do things on the first day of the New Year." Lu Chaoyun was busy adding charcoal to the stove. He didn't even raise his head and said in a bad tone.

In fact, this is not the main reason. What’s more important is that she doesn’t want to see Jiang Lingye and his gang.

"Why are you asking this?" Lu Chaoyun put down the fire tongs and straightened his back. "I can't go because of Fenfang. Besides, our family has been kicked out of the family tree. We are no longer members of the Jiang family, so we can't go."

"Mom." Jiang Muxia called her softly, waved to her, and motioned her to come to him.

Lu Chaoyun walked up to her in confusion and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Muxia made a gesture to keep quiet and lowered her voice, "I want to help Sister Fenfang steal the child out, so I'll take advantage of the chaos today to do it."

After saying that, she winked at Lu Chaoyun mischievously.

"You are such a brave kid." Lu Chaoyun was not surprised. It was a good thing for both Ruan Fenfang and the child to be able to bring the child out.

She asked again, "Do you need help?"

"Sister, I can help too." Jiang Mutao asked excitedly as she poked her head out from the quilt.

"No, no." Jiang Muxia waved her hands repeatedly, "All of you stay at home, so as not to show up at the scene and let them suspect you."

"But they know you."

Jiang Muxia smiled slyly and lay back in bed, "I have my own way."