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

Jiang Muxia didn't want to get entangled with her, so she would be very stern this time so that she would never have the intention to entangle with them again.

She bent down, stared at Zhou Huaihua's frightened face, the corners of her lips curled up, and a sneer appeared in her eyes.

She lowered her voice, without a trace of warmth in her tone, "Zhou Huaihua, you said I warned you several times. How sure are you that I dare not touch you? Or do you think you can control me? This time I will let you taste the consequences of provoking me."

As she spoke, she straightened up, clasped her fingers together, and turned her wrists left and right, which made Zhou Huaihua look terrified.

Seeing that she did not seem to be lying to scare her, Zhou Huaihua prostrated herself on the ground and began to beg for mercy.

"I am your aunt after all, you can't do anything to me. I'm leaving, okay? I will never come to you again. Please forgive me this time, please..." Zhou Huaihua's arrogant attitude disappeared, and she knelt on the ground, trembling all over.

She could tell from Jiang Muxia's bloodshot eyes that this girl had murderous intentions towards her. She regretted her decision so much that she wished she could become invisible and pretend she had never been there.

Jiang Muxia pulled out a small knife with a cold glow from her bosom. She had used this knife to stab Zhou Shen before. This was the second time she used it. Whenever it appeared, blood would be drawn.

She flashed the knife in front of Zhou Huaihua, then shook it in front of her eyes and said coldly, "It's too late."

Zhou Huaihua supported herself on the ground with her hands to avoid her gaze, moving her hips back and forth, until she could no longer retreat, she huddled tremblingly against the wall, "You can't touch me, I'm your mother. You can't treat us as inferiors just because I'm Tang and I'm an official in the county government. The emperor is subject to the same punishment as the common people when he breaks the law, you are ignoring the law, and you are pushing me, Tang, into the kang, you are a sensible girl, you can't..."

She was quite reasonable at the moment, using the law to pressure her in every word. When she had embarrassed the second and third sons of the Jiang family, she had never taken the law seriously.

What a shrew who confuses right and wrong and is unreasonable.

Jiang Muxia sneered and suddenly put the knife in front of her left eye. It was so close that Zhou Huaihua seemed to feel the coldness of the knife. She screamed and her face turned pale, but she dared not move.

"I've told you, there are only you and me here. Even if I touched you, no one would know it was me, and you don't have a good reputation, so who would believe you? Others would think you were asking me for money and things, but I didn't agree, so you hurt yourself on purpose to frame me." The knife stretched forward again, directly to Zhou Huaihua's eyelids, "To tell you the truth, everyone in my restaurant can prove that you couldn't get the money, so you stole a knife from the kitchen and threatened me with your life. Unexpectedly, by mistake, you hurt yourself."

Jiang Muxia put away the knife, stood up straight, and looked down at her, "Tell me, who will people believe?"

When Zhou Huaihua saw that she had put away the knife, she thought she was going to let her go. She thought that this girl would not dare to hurt her, so she provoked her with words.

I simply sat on the ground and argued with her for a while. She wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and said firmly: "It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not? Anyway, you have money, no matter what you say, people will believe you. How about this, you give me ten taels of silver, and I will take the money and leave. Anyway, ten taels of silver is nothing to you, just a small amount of money for a day. As long as you give me the money, I promise that I will never bother you again in the future."

Jiang Muxia sneered in her heart. This person was so shameless and stinky that even now, she still hadn't given up the idea of ​​asking her for money.

Is she mentally ill?

Her hand shook and the knife flew out of her hand and hit Zhou Huaihua in the face.

Zhou Huaihua intuitively felt that something was flying towards her. Before she could see clearly, she heard a gust of wind passing by her ears and felt a chill. She screamed and felt a warm sensation in her lower body and a warm current flowed out.

Jiang Muxia walked forward with a frown and held her breath. She looked down and saw a large clump of hair lying on the ground beside her.

He stepped past her, pulled the knife from the wall, and blew the yellow and curly hair stuck on the knife towards Zhou Huaihua with disgust.

The hair fell from the knife and slowly floated onto Zhou Huaihua's face, and she screamed again.

"Why are you yelling? Aren't you quite capable? I just cut off a few of your hairs and you peed your pants out of fear? Zhou Huaihua, are you ashamed of yourself?"

"You...how can you...be so vicious."

Jiang Muxia retreated to the door and took a deep breath of fresh air. "Yes, I am so vicious, but you still dare to ask me for money and things. Zhou Huaihua, tell me, are you mentally ill? I hurt your hair so that you don't feel any pain or itchiness and don't remember anything, but if you still dare to ask for money, let me think carefully this time and decide what to take from you."

After Zhou Huaihua moved, she said timidly, "You don't dare."

The previous two times, this girl only used a scary posture to scare her, and she decided that Jiang Muxia would not dare to hurt her. With this guess, Zhou Huaihua suddenly became much bolder. With confidence in her heart, she was no longer as frightened as before. She got up from the ground, frowned and yelled at Jiang Muxia: "It's all because of you who scared me. Go get me a set of clean clothes and give me the money. I will never come here again."

Jiang Muxia didn't expect her to be so blind. She pulled the corner of her mouth and didn't want to see her. "I don't have money, but I have a life. But your life will stay. You can choose to leave or keep your life."

Zhou Huaihua thought she knew her temper very well. She was a little naughty girl who always made a lot of noise but did little, so she didn't dare to do anything to her.

Then he said shamelessly and confidently: "I'll say it again, give me money and give me a set of clean clothes to change into, and I won't stay here any longer than you ask me to."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand in front of Jiang Muxia, raised his chin, and looked arrogant.

Seeing this, Jiang Muxia was furious. She stretched out her hand to grab her neck, pushed her against the wall, and said harshly, "Zhou Huaihua, what gives you the right?"

This time, Zhou Huaihua had some courage, thinking that she would not take her own life. Even though she was strangled to the point of choking, she still managed to utter a sentence, "Because your father is the old man's biological son."

Jiang Muxia's eyes turned and her hand loosened. Zhou Huaihua escaped from her hands again and breathed in big gulps of fresh air.

Zhou Huaihua, who had recovered, laughed loudly. "As long as your father lives, he is the old man's son. If he dares to say no, I will tell everyone that he is unfilial. What can you do to me?"

"Really?" Jiang Muxia's eyes seemed to be smiling, "How about we see who can deal with whom?"

Jiang Muxia walked quickly to the wooden shelf on the inside of the kitchen, on which was a pottery jar.

She took a bowl from the wooden rack, picked up the pottery jar and poured half a bowl of black juice into the bowl, then picked up the bowl and walked towards Zhou Huaihua.

Zhou Huaihua didn't understand what was going on, so Jiang Muxia kicked her to the ground, pinned her arms with his legs, reached out to remove her jaw, and poured the liquid into her mouth.