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

"Is there any extra food at home?" Jiang Muxia looked up at her, waved, and asked her to sit opposite him.

"Thank you, Sister Jiang, for reminding me. I prepared some more before the New Year, so I can get through the whole year." Lancao poured her a cup of tea and gently pushed it in front of her, "Sister, have some tea."

In Lancao's eyes, Jiang Muxia was like the star shining white in the morning sky, which helped her and her entire family climb out of confusion.

Jiang Muxia took a sip of tea and said with a smile, "Starting tomorrow, you can come to the restaurant to help out. The monthly salary is one tael of silver, and you can live in the east wing with Haitang."

Lancao stood up, bowed, and performed a profound salute to her. She did not avoid it and accepted her salute.

Lancao knew clearly that the workshop would have to stop operating within three days. Jiang Muxia suggested that she come to the restaurant to help out at this time, which paved a way out for her and made her worry-free.

How could she not be moved by someone who always cared about her?

Her gratitude to her came from the bottom of her heart. As her lifesaver and reborn, her feelings for Jiang Muxia were even deeper than those for her parents.

After expressing her gratitude, Lancao bowed and left the second floor, going back to prepare.

Jiang Muxia sat on the second floor until it got dark. When Lu Chaoyun called her to go home, she came to her senses, took a deep breath, put down her burden, and went downstairs.

After dinner, she took her lunch box and went to Tuanyuanju in the north of the city with her sister.

The workshop has stopped, I wonder how the children are doing with their handicrafts? Are they getting enough food?

Fortunately, there was an old well in this dilapidated yard, and the water quality was good enough for their daily drinking.

The task of cooking was taught to Daqi years ago, and she hasn't been here for a long time.

The lanterns in the corridor of the courtyard were not lit, and there were faint voices of talking in the east wing.

After the Chinese New Year, Jiang Yuzhou came here to renovate the main room and the west wing. Jiang Muxia suggested that boys and girls live separately.

The west wing was dark and didn't look like anyone was there.

Jiang Muxia pushed the door open and walked in. The noise in the room stopped abruptly and everyone turned their heads to look at the door.

When the children saw them, they surrounded them with laughter.

Xiaoyao and Xiaonan followed Zhou Yue to practice morning exercises every day. She saw them every day, and when other children saw them, they were whiter and fatter than before.

Daqi greeted her warmly. Xiaohu just raised her eyelids, nodded at them, then held the bamboo knife in her hand, and with a "swish", a neat piece of bamboo appeared in front of her eyes.

Jiang Muxia praised, "Xiaohu's technique has become more and more sophisticated. He is better than me."

Xiaohu said nothing and continued with what he was doing, as if he didn't hear her words.

Jiang Muxia laughed dryly and glanced at Daqi. "Can the bamboo here be used for weaving? The workshop will stop working in three days. If there is no work, you can follow me to the village. I can't survive alone. Can you help me? I will provide food and accommodation."

Da Qi smiled and looked past her at Xiao Hu. "To be honest, there aren't many bamboos in the backyard to begin with, and we're just picking and choosing the ones that are still usable. They won't last long, either. Since Sister Jiang has made such a good suggestion, we naturally agree, but we're going to cause you trouble again."

How could Da Qi not know that the lanterns they weaved could barely sustain their living expenses, and that she paid them more than the workshop did, and that she would also send them some food and clothing every now and then. How could he not feel guilty about such obvious help?

From initially thinking that she had ulterior motives towards them and being wary, to later seeing that she sincerely treated them as family, even a piece of ice would have been moved.

"What trouble? We are helping each other. You help me work, and I pay you. It's reasonable and we both get what we need. It's a win-win situation. There's no need to say it's troublesome, and there's no need to feel guilty."

It was getting late and the wind started to blow outside, carrying with it a sticky heat. This year's summer came earlier than in previous years and was a little hotter.

"I'll pick you up in three days." Jiang Muxia thought the girls had moved back to the south side of the east wing, so she glanced inside and asked, "Have Xiaoyao and the others moved back?"

Da Qi was puzzled and followed her gaze, only to realize that she had misunderstood.

He smiled and said, "No, since Miss Jiang told us that boys and girls can't sit at the same table after they are eight years old, they have been separated. They are just playing here for a while, and when they get tired, they will go back to the west wing to sleep."

The two said goodbye and went home. When they passed by the Tang family, they saw the door was open. The lanterns in front of the door illuminated the door. Nanny Jiang was sitting alone under a tree at the gate of the courtyard, looking up at the starry sky.

"Mammy, it's late. Why haven't you rested yet?" Jiang Muxia asked her sister to go home. She walked behind the mammy, put her hands on her shoulders, and pressed them gently.

"The young master hasn't come back yet. I'm a little worried and can't sleep."

Ever since she came to Suanzao County and witnessed with her own eyes how hard Tang Zhongbai worked in the county government, she felt heartbroken for him.

The young masters of noble families of his age in the capital city lived a carefree and easy life, picking up cats and fighting dogs every day. This made his own young master suffer, as he had to work day and night for official duties and was also oppressed by his own servants.

Jiang Muxia frowned and felt worried. It was almost midnight and he hadn't returned home yet.

The arson and murder case in Xigang Village made him extremely anxious. Suddenly, he felt guilty. Should she tell him about what she saw Jiang Lai Di?

Feeling her hand pause, Nanny Jiang smiled and said, "You've been busy all day, go back and have a rest. I'll just wait for him."

"Mammy, that's not necessary. Please go back. I'll go to the yamen to find him." Without waiting for Mammy Jiang's response, she ran towards the county yamen.

She figured it out. Everyone has to pay the price for their actions, and her young age and pitiful experience are not a get-out-of-jail-free ticket for her to escape guilt.

The lights in the county government office were on and most of the officers were there. They focused their attention on Fang Guizhi, the only murderer.

I was busy all day and searched every corner, but there was no sign of her.

Jiang Muxia invited Tang Zhongbai out. Facing him, she felt guilty. If she had told the truth earlier, the case might have made some progress by now. "I'm sorry, I hid something from you."

Tang Zhongbai's eyes were full of fatigue. He grabbed her hand and said softly, "Oh, what are you hiding from me?"

Jiang Muxia told him about the person she saw at the pit that night. "Although I'm not sure if she was the one who set the fire, one thing is certain. Her family went to the neighboring county, and she was the only one who ran back or didn't go at all. But why did she hide? She could have appeared in her own home freely. Her grandmother was still at home."

Tang Zhongbai held her face and said seriously, "This matter has nothing to do with you. I know everything you said. Now, go home and rest. Don't let me worry about you while I am busy tracking down the murderer, okay?"

Jiang Muxia nodded heavily, and left the county government office, looking back every few steps.

Not seeing her figure, Tang Zhongbai turned around, his eyes turned cold, and he called out loudly: "Tang San, Tang Si, Hu Daxin, the three of you, go to Xigang Village immediately and find a ten-year-old girl named Jiang Lai Di."