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

Jiang Muxia trotted to the tavern. She wanted to find Xu Da as soon as possible.

Although he knew that Feng Siqing was married and knew Xu Da's feelings for her, he had no regrets in his life after seeing her for the last time.

When she found Xu Da in a sweat, he was boiling medicine in the kitchen and didn't notice the person sitting at the stove and making a fire.

Seeing her running over in sweat, Xu Da thought something had happened in the North City Courtyard, so he rushed over and asked anxiously, "What's wrong? What happened? Is their condition getting worse?"

Jiang Muxia wiped the sweat off his face with a handkerchief and waved her hand, "No, no, come out with me."

She grabbed Xu Da's hand and walked to the side, standing in the yard. She lowered her voice and said, "Feng Siqing is here and will leave tomorrow. She will never come again. Do you want to see her for the last time?"

Xu Da stared at her, with an unknown emotion rolling in his eyes. He patted her head fiercely and said calmly, "No, she left with her sister last time, and we have no relationship anymore."

It was that separation between the two that made him see his own heart clearly.

He doesn't love her.

Jiang Muxia was stunned. Why was he saying the same thing as Feng Siqing?

She asked, "Won't you regret it?"

"No." Xu Da turned around and went back to the kitchen, feeling bitter in his heart. This silly girl seemed so smart, why couldn't she understand that his feelings for Feng Siqing were never those of a man and a woman.

He was just kind to her, sympathetic to her, and felt sorry for her.

Jiang Muxia was still standing in the yard, thinking blankly about the two lovers, who were ultimately missed by the cruel reality.

At this moment, a person slowly appeared behind her. He suddenly jumped in front of her and called out, "Sister Jiang."

Jiang Muxia was startled, and when she looked carefully, she was immediately surprised. Shouldn't she have gone home long ago? Why was she still staying in the pub?

"Xiao Ran? Why are you still here? Aren't you in a hurry to go home to find your parents?"

"I wanted to leave originally, but Brother Xu said that there is plague everywhere now and it is too unsafe. He told me to wait until the plague gets better before setting off again."

Jiang Muxia nodded. Xu Da was right. She had finally jumped out of the fire pit. If she rashly went on the road and something unexpected happened, it would be a waste of time.

"Right."

Fu Zi came back in a carriage and told her the good news that happened in the compound with a happy face.

"Today an elderly man told me that his stomach no longer feels bloated and he feels very comfortable now. He can sit up and eat. Sister Jiang, the medicine is working."

"That's good."

It seemed as if God had pity on their suffering and softened his heart. After nightfall, he gave them the gift they had always dreamed of - a cool breeze.

The people all sensed it at night, and they no longer sweated when they slept. People with cold bodies had to cover themselves with a thin blanket. Early the next morning, the people of the county gathered in the grove east of the mass grave in the west of the county, waiting for Feng Nian to be brought there and watch him beheaded.

The weather was clear, with a gentle breeze. Without the heat of the past, the wind felt comfortable and cool on the body.

The people were either sitting or standing, waiting in the grove eagerly for the culprit who had been causing trouble for the villagers for many years.

An elderly man fiddled with the palm-leaf fan in his hand and said loudly, "You see, God knew that he was going to kill that evil villain Feng Nian today, so he took back his anger last night. In my opinion, God just couldn't stand him continuing to do evil, so he deliberately let off some anger in our county as a warning to the officials."

"Old man, it's true what you said. So people should not do evil things, or they will be punished by God."

"They deserve God's punishment, but what have we ordinary people done to offend anyone? We have to suffer with these evil villains. God is really unfair. Why don't the people he sent here suffer God's punishment? I wonder how comfortable they are living." An untimely voice sounded in the crowd.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and found that the speaker was a middle-aged man with a dignified demeanor. He stood in the crowd with a majestic aura. The people unconsciously moved to the sides, and in a blink of an eye, only three or four strong men dressed as servants were left around him.

No one here knew him, so the old man quickly stopped him from talking, "Don't talk nonsense, the current county magistrate is the county chief's man, be careful not to let him hear it."

Although the people hated Feng Nian, they also felt resentment towards the person who put him here. If it weren't for his connivance, Feng Nian would not have dared to run rampant in Suanzao County for so many years. He knew it clearly but did nothing about it.

The middle-aged man's words touched their hearts. These were the words they had thought about but dared not say out loud.

"But it was the people sent by the county chief who arrested Feng Nian. County Magistrate Tang has always spoken for the people. I guess the county chief is not a bad person, right?" Someone spoke for Tang Zhongbai and his son.

The middle-aged man laughed and said, "You are really naive. If you don't take him down, how can the son of the county chief be the county magistrate?"

The people were shocked and the scene was in chaos. No one had expected that Tang Zhongbai was actually the son of the county chief Tang Shiyan. The middle-aged man's words completely wiped out the good impression of the people on Tang Zhongbai. It turned out that they were all birds of a feather.

The common people talked about it a lot and belittled Tang Zhongbai, saying that he was just a dandy playboy from a wealthy family who used Suanzao County to climb up the social ladder. He pretended to be very good, but in the end, it was the common people who suffered.

"Forget it, I won't watch it anymore. We are here to cheer him on, but who knows how he will deal with us afterwards?"

One person took the lead and everyone followed suit. In a short while, all the people waiting in the woods were gone.

Jiang Muxia and Fuzi just happened to meet the returning people. She was curious. It was not even noon yet, so why did all these people leave? Did the execution come earlier?

She stopped an old man and was about to ask him a question, but the old man glared at her, spat on the ground, and cursed, "You are all birds of a feather."

"Hey, you old man." Fuzi stepped forward to argue with him, but was stopped by Jiang Muxia.

She asked again with a friendly face: "Who is the 'birds of a feather' you are talking about? What happened? You are a man of high moral character and respect, you can't let me bear this infamy in vain."

Don't hit someone who smiles at you, so the old man told her everything the middle-aged man said in the woods.

Jiang Muxia laughed after hearing this, "Old man, you must have been instigated by someone with ulterior motives. Let's not talk about what will happen in the future. Has County Magistrate Tang done anything to let down the people since he came to our Suanzao County?"

The old man frowned and thought for a while before uttering two words, "No."

"What Feng Nian did was a crime punishable by extermination of the entire clan. Did Magistrate Tang exterminate the entire Feng clan? If you say you don't know, Feng Nian's daughter will come to collect her father's body soon. Why don't you ask her?"

"This..." The old man was speechless for a moment. His home was in the south of the city, not far from the Tang and Jiang families. Naturally, he knew everything that happened to Jiang Muxia last year. This girl was a native of Suanzao County. She stood up for others many times and was framed and imprisoned twice. He also ran to the gate of the county government to appeal for her injustice. He believed in her character.

After thinking about it this way, the old man calmed down and realized that something was wrong, so he called out to the people who were leaving.

"Everyone, think about it calmly. We have never seen that man before. His accent sounds like he is from the south. How come he is so familiar with what happened in our county? Folks, are we being fooled by him?"

At this time, the middle-aged man in the forest was staring at the movement here with a playful look. The follower beside him asked in a low voice: "Master, they are the two who burned our barge. Do you want to lure them over here..." He made a killing gesture.

The middle-aged man sneered: "No, the time is not right yet."