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

Lu Chaoyun secretly wondered why the old lady from the Yang family didn’t come along to cause trouble?

While she was wondering, a fight had already broken out at Yang Zhuxiu's house in Xigang Village.

After Yang Zhuxiu's ex-wife An Chen had a quarrel with Zhou Huaihua at Jiang's house, she ran to Yang's house and stood at the door and cursed the Yang family and Zhou Ruyi's ancestors for eighteen generations.

Yang Zhuxiu was not at home. Zhou Ruyi was holding her child in the room and was scolded so much that she could only cry and did not dare to open the door.

When Old Lady Yang heard An Chen's scolding, she thought that she was dissatisfied and came to cause trouble for Zhou Ruyi.

She sat in the room, feeling somewhat gloating. She had been displeased with Zhou Ruyi for a long time, and now someone was helping her vent her anger, so she was happy to see it happen.

But, the more I listened, the more something seemed wrong. Zhou Ruyi was scolding Yang Xingye for not treating him well, which led to him having an incurable disease?

She could no longer sit still because of her beloved grandson.

She opened the door and trotted to open the front door.

The gate of Yang's family was crowded with villagers who came to watch the fun. An Chen, who was dressed up seductively, was dancing and jumping up and down in front of the gate, pointing at the people inside and cursing more and more excitedly.

Old Lady Yang opened the door, walked towards An Chen, and yelled, "What did you just say? What happened to Xingye?"

An Chen raised his eyebrows, glared at Old Lady Yang, and said disdainfully: "Old woman, you still have the nerve to ask, I gave birth to such a good child for your family, but you spoiled him. Now, he has that kind of disease, there is no cure. If Xingye is gone, I will not let you go."

She jumped up again, pointed at the courtyard and cursed: "Zhou Ruyi, you bitch, now you really got what you wanted. My child is dead, and your child will become the only grandson of the Yang family. I'm afraid you will wake up laughing in the night, right? Don't be so proud. Even if my child is dead, I won't let your child go. I will make you and your mother die miserably. Get out of here."

Old Mrs. Yang didn't have time to argue with her. She just wanted to know what happened to her eldest grandson.

"An Chen, shut up. What disease does my eldest grandson have?"

"How dare you ask me? It's because you didn't care about him that he was led astray. He was abducted by that little bastard Jiang Qianhe and got a dirty disease. Jiang Hongxing said that it was that little bitch Jiang Muxia who caused her to get the dirty disease. She wanted to deliberately take revenge on the Jiang family. I didn't expect that little bastard Jiang Qianhe would actually harm Xingye. Old woman, your eldest grandson won't live long. It's all because you, an old woman, have done too many evil things and offended Jiang Muxia, and now you're getting retribution. Hahaha!"

An Chenru was like a mad colorful fighting cock, with its head raised and wings puffed up as if it was going to eat Old Lady Yang.

"Mr. An, stop talking nonsense here. Your son got sick because he was not disciplined and provoked everyone. What does it have to do with Mu Xia? Did Mu Xia beg him to go to the building?" Aunt Chun, who was watching the fun in the crowd, couldn't stand it anymore and spoke up for Jiang Muxia.

"That's right, these people are really interesting. They fail to take good care of their children and then put the blame on others. How shameless they are." Aunt Jun, who was standing next to her, echoed.

An Chen turned his head, glared at the two of them, and started to curse: "What does it have to do with you? Jiang Hongxing was the one who got someone to infect her with a dirty disease. If I don't scold her, am I scolding you?"

Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect that Jiang Hongxing, who had disappeared for a long time, had also contracted the disease.

It turned out that Jiang Qianhe and Yang Xingye's illness was contracted by Jiang Hongxing. These three people were actually mixed up together. When I imagined the scene of the three of them together, I felt a chill all over my body. This was too disgusting!

He is so young and has not learned his lesson, and actually did such a despicable thing.

"Mr. An, so you know who harmed your son. If you have the guts, go find Jiang Hongxing. Why involve Mu Xia in this? A cheap creature like you, whose stuff is not even accepted in the brothel, how dare you be compared with Mu Xia. Go back to your Hehuan Lane." Aunt Chun responded to her calmly, pointing at her nose.

"Yes, you bastard, don't stand in our village, you're dirtying our land, take your son and get out of Xigang Village. Who knows if Yang Xingye is from the Yang family?"

If Jiang Muxia and Hu Daxin were at the scene, they would have recognized that the person who spoke was the woman from the same village as An Chen's family.

An Chen walked up to the woman, stared into her eyes, and sneered, "Whether I leave or not is none of your business. I am a bitch, but I am a bitch in an open and aboveboard way, unlike you women who are two-faced and real. You are the real bitch."

The women in the village immediately united and tried to beat her.

An Chen calmly pulled open his sleeves, and the women all took several steps back, their faces filled with fear.

There were red spots all over An Chen's exposed arms, and Aunt Chun shouted, "Everyone stay away from her. The disease she has is contagious."

An Chen raised her arm and turned around, motioning to the people present. She smiled grimly, "What? Come over here and hit me! Hit me! Don't you dare anymore? Hahaha..."

There was a hint of madness and despair in her laughter, and the hatred in her eyes seemed to tear people apart.

"Do you think I want to do such a dirty thing? I was forced to do it by you. I lived my life well, but just because I said a few more words to the cheap men in the village, you all treated me as a slut and couldn't tolerate me anywhere. You forced me into the secret door, you vicious women, I will not let you go even if I die." An Chen used up his last bit of strength and yelled loudly, and finally fell to the ground exhausted.

"An Chen, you still have the nerve to blame others. It's because of your own bad behavior. When you were a girl, you slept with men in the village. We all saw it with our own eyes. You still didn't change your ways after arriving at Xigang Village. You have brought this upon yourself. You have no right to blame anyone," said the woman in a cold voice.

"Shut up, I did nothing wrong. I didn't do it. I know you've been jealous of me because I'm prettier than you since we were little. What good will it do you to hurt me again and again like this?"

The woman snorted and spat in front of her. She was too lazy to pay any attention to her and just walked away.

Everyone present blamed her and looked at her as if she were a monster.

When Old Lady Yang learned that her eldest grandson had a heart disease, she was so angry that her eyes turned black and she wanted to strangle An Chen to death.

She knew the interests involved. Having a grandson like this would ruin his reputation.

Her mind raced, and she hurriedly looked for someone to go to the city to bring Yang Zhuxiu back.

She wanted to find solid evidence. If Yang Xingye was really not her grandson, this family would no longer have room for him.

It's a pity that I have loved him for so many years.

An Chen sat at the gate of the Yang family. He neither left nor made any more noise, intending to disgust Yang Zhuxiu.

The onlookers, villagers gathered in twos and threes, talking about the affairs of the Yang family and waiting to see how today's drama would end.

What was unexpected was that not long after Yang Zhuxiu returned, three or four officers from the county came and headed straight for the Yang family.

The Yang family's yard was full of people. The village chief and the head of the village were sitting in the yard. On the wooden table in the yard stood a large coarse porcelain bowl. Two pools of bright red blood in it swayed with the clear water, with no signs of merging.

The villagers who were watching the scene were pointing at Yang Xingye and talking about him, sighing from time to time.

When the officers arrived, Yang Xingye was kneeling on the ground crying and begging Old Lady Yang not to kick him out of the house.

The officer in charge was Hu Daxin. Seeing Yang Xingye's listless appearance, he asked with a smile, "Young man Yang, what are you doing? Aren't you the old lady's darling? Why is she kicking you out?"