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

Aunt Zhang showed a look of disdain on her face, pouted her lips and said in a bad tone: "It's a sin. There is not a single good person in this family."

Jiang Muxia recognized that the person crying was Fang Guizhi. She frowned and asked in confusion, "What's going on? Did they fight again?"

Aunt Zhang snorted coldly and said disdainfully, "It's not beating, it's clearly to drive Fang Guizhi out of the house." She lowered her voice, "Last evening, Jiang Henan brought back a woman from outside, and she was holding a half-year-old child. There was a big commotion in their family last night. I heard it clearly at home. Fang Guizhi was relieved. As long as she was allowed to stay at home, she was willing to accept a concubine. But she didn't want to, and the situation was like this. If one person was missing, the others would have more to eat. Fang Guizhi usually didn't know how to please her mother-in-law. Now that she has returned with the child, her mother-in-law is short-sighted and has long disliked her because she couldn't have children. Now that her son has brought the child home, how could she want her again!"

Jiang Muxia had seen Jiang Henan flaunting a woman in the city years ago. Now that he couldn't make it in the county, he finally brought her home. Fang Guizhi didn't do good deeds on weekdays, so who would help her now?

But in her memory, at this time in her previous life, Jiang and Nan brought back a boy from outside. Three months later, Fang Guizhi announced to everyone in the village that she was pregnant.

My rebirth has really changed the fate of many people!

Aunt Zhang spoke up for her again, "Fang Guizhi deserves it. She only thinks about bullying people all day long. If she had the time to adopt a child, she wouldn't be in such a miserable state at home now. This end is retribution."

"Aunt Zhang, other people's affairs have nothing to do with us. It's her own good fortune that she has this experience. We are all kind people, and we don't need to associate with these villains."

Aunt Zhang was surprised, and there was a bit more admiration in her eyes when she looked at her. She didn't expect Jiang Muxia to be so broad-minded. When Fang Guizhi was at her lowest point, not only did she not step forward to ridicule her, but she let her go instead.

He is a good child with good character.

Jiang Muxia said goodbye to Aunt Zhang and when she returned to the villa, Xu had already passed by.

He still had one last step to complete, which was to install the well cover, and then the well would be complete.

In the evening, there were few pedestrians on the road. On the way back to the city, Jiang Muxia sat on the shaft of the carriage with one foot on the shaft and one leg swinging in the air. He held a small brown whip in his hand, feeling the evening breeze, and drove the carriage slowly towards the county town leisurely.

After crossing the stone bridge at the entrance of the village, I saw a blurry figure staggering in the distance, carrying a tattered bag in his hand, and his messy hair was blown all over the place by the wind.

"It's Fang Guizhi, why is she here?" She was surprised. It was only the morning hour when she came out of Aunt Zhang's house, and now it was the evening hour. How did she get here only now?

She lowered her eyes and frowned, put down her feet from the shaft of the cart, sat up straight, prepared to speed up and pass by her quickly as if she had not seen her.

The whip cracked crisply in the air, and "giggle", the carriage rushed her forward.

But things went against one's wishes. Fang Guizhi seemed not to hear the "rumbling" sound of the carriage. She walked in the middle of the road, hesitating and showing no intention of giving way.

Jiang Muxia couldn't drive the carriage smoothly, so she had to pull the reins with a "whoosh" and stop the horse. The horse rushed forward and stopped with a "whistle".

The road was not long, so Jiang Muxia stood here and waited for her to reach the intersection ahead. It would not be too late to walk then, and she had plenty of time to wait.

He stopped the carriage by the roadside, tied the reins, took out the sickle from the carriage, and went to the roadside to find some tender grass to feed the pony.

Fang Guizhi seemed to be ready to argue with her. When she stopped the carriage, she stopped moving, threw her bag on the ground, sat on it, and faced her with her back. She neither made a noise nor gave way.

Jiang Muxia was not angry when she saw her desperate look. She thought that such a person who was despised by everyone was not worthy of her attention. Since she didn't give way, she would just take a detour.

She stopped cutting the grass, put the sickle back into the carriage, untied the reins, changed direction, and prepared to take a detour to Donggang Village.

The car was halfway turned when Fang Guizhi jumped up and turned her body to her side. It was getting darker. In the dim night, Fang Guizhi's dark red face was swollen like a steamed bun, her eyes were red and swollen, and she looked like... a ghost.

Jiang Muxia, who was always brave, was frightened by her and turned the car around faster. She didn't want to provoke such a person who had nothing. She had no scruples anymore. She was afraid that she was crazy if she took the initiative to provoke her at this time.

"Stop..." Fang Guizhi saw that she was about to run, so she called out to her to stop. Her voice was hoarse and dry, like that of a fifty-year-old woman.

Jiang Muxia didn't want to pay attention to her and let her shout without stopping her hands and feet. Finally, she changed the direction, jumped onto the shaft of the cart, raised the whip and drove away.

Fang Guizhi's voice behind him was shrill, "Jiang Muxia, you're just leaving like this. Aren't you going to take care of me?" Then there was a shrill cry like a ghost's howl.

Jiang Muxia was so angry at her words that she laughed. She stopped by pulling the rope and shouted back, "That's wrong. I'm not your mother, why should I care about you? If you have a little bit of ambition, you can survive even if you have to beg for food."

Seeing her stop, Fang Guizhi thought she was soft-hearted, so she picked up her bag and ran to the carriage, pleading with a stern face: "I was wrong, I know your family are all good people. I was wrong before, please give me a chance and give me a bowl of rice to eat. If you can take in Ruan Fenfang, you can definitely take me in, right?"

Jiang Muxia really regretted that she shouldn't have stopped the car. Why should she care about such a narrow-minded and vicious person?

She took out a dozen copper coins from her purse and threw them in front of her. "This is all I can do for you. You are not worthy of being compared with Sister Fenfang."

After saying this, she drove away in her carriage, no longer paying attention to Fang Guizhi's crying and cursing behind her.

You have to change your soft-hearted habit, otherwise it will hurt yourself sooner or later.

When she returned home, it was already dark and Tang Si was waiting for her at the door of the Tang family.

Seeing her coming back, he hurried to meet her and held her horse, "Young Master and Xu Langjun are waiting for you in the west wing, go quickly!"

Seeing his serious expression, Jiang Muxia raised her eyebrows, her eyes flashed, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Tang Si shook his head and led the horse towards Jiang's house, "I don't know."

She went to Tang's house full of suspicion. The lights in the west wing were on, but Jifeng's figure was no longer on the wooden pole under the corridor.

Even the Gale has been dispatched? What is the big deal?

She walked to the door of the west wing and knocked gently. Tang Zhongbai's tired voice immediately came from inside the door, "Come in."