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

Jiang Muxia was still in a dream when she was awakened by a knock on the door. She opened her eyes and saw the gray outside the window. She turned over and muttered, "Who is it? It's really rude to disturb my sweet dream in the middle of the night."

She ignored it and fell asleep. While half asleep, she heard the sound of hurried footsteps in the yard, getting closer and closer, as if running towards her door.

Sure enough, there was a knock on her door, and Feng Baichuan's voice came, "Miss Jiang, someone is looking for you."

Jiang Muxia opened her eyes reluctantly and asked impatiently, "Who is it? In the middle of the night."

"It's a young lady and a young man. She said her last name was Feng and she came here to say goodbye."

Jiang Muxia suddenly came to her senses and calculated the time. It was the eleventh day since Feng Nian was hung up for public display.

She must have collected her father's intact body and was about to go back.

"I'll be right there." She got out of bed, put on her clothes, and hurried to the gate.

Feng Siqing stood in front of the carriage in plain clothes, staring at the gate of the Tang family absent-mindedly, wondering what she was thinking.

"Miss Feng."

Jiang Muxia looked at her thin and haggard face, and her indifference after she had succumbed to fate. Suddenly, she thought of their first meeting. She stood straight in a silk dress, with beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and her elegant temperament. Her face, which people dared not approach easily, flashed by her, and she couldn't help but praise her, "What a cold and beautiful woman" disappeared.

Jiang Muxia's call brought her back from her memories. She quickly turned around, walked towards Jiang Muxia, knelt down and bowed.

"Thank you Miss Jiang for speaking out for justice. You saved my father's head. Please accept my greeting."

Jiang Muxia returned the greeting, "Miss Feng, you are too polite."

She looked towards the gate of the Tang family's courtyard and couldn't help asking her, "We are all going back, aren't you going to say goodbye?"

Feng Siqing smiled and shook his head, "No need. If we leave this time, I'm afraid we will never meet again. There's no need."

Although she said this with a smile, Jiang Muxia could clearly see tears in her eyes. She couldn't help but sigh that if this girl was born in a good family, with her sensible and reasonable character, she would definitely have a good future.

Pity.

"Madam, it's getting late. We should hit the road." The man turned the car around and reminded her.

Feng Siqing responded and said goodbye to Jiang Muxia, "Today's farewell is forever. I wish Miss Jiang a smooth life and a lot of money every day."

Jiang Muxia smiled and said, "I also wish you to forget the past and live a happy life."

The two bowed to each other and smiled at each other.

Feng Siqing got into the car, the man whipped the whip and drove, the wheels rolled, heading towards the east where the sun was rising.

Jiang Muxia sighed heavily, for Feng Siqing and for herself.

In less than a year, their lives have undergone tremendous changes.

Feng Siqing went from being the daughter of the magistrate of Suanzao County to a country woman, and she went from being a country girl to the fiancée of the magistrate of Suanzao County.

From now on, they will live in their own fields for the rest of their lives and will never see each other again.

Jiang Muxia looked at the red sun rising gradually in the east and smiled calmly.

The dark days that covered the sky and the sun in Suanzao County have finally passed, and the people of Suanzao County will be greeted by a new chapter full of vitality, like the sunrise in the east.

Ten days later in the evening, the family was eating dinner in the yard with laughter and joy.

A carriage stopped at the gate of the courtyard. Before people in the courtyard could react and go out to check, someone rushed into the courtyard.

A middle-aged man hugged Chu Ruo and cried, muttering, "Sir, it's great that you are alive. I thought..."

As he said this, he wiped his tears and let go of Chu Ruo, angrily saying: "That stinky boy Xu Da better not come back, otherwise, I will make him pay."

This person is Ah Qi.

After he finished complaining, Dongzhi slowly walked into the yard carrying a bag and supporting a woman.

The woman was dressed in coarse cloth, her face was pale, her eyes were old and lifeless, and she walked unsteadily, as if she was unconsciously following the footsteps of the winter solstice.

Liu Yidao, who was sitting at the dinner table, saw her, was startled and stood up.

He left the table and walked quickly towards the woman. He called out to her, "Aunt Xu."

The woman looked as if she was burned by these three words, and suddenly raised her head to look at him. At this time, there was some life in her eyes, but this life was full of guilt and self-blame. Her tears were like a dam bursting, pushing away Dongzhi's arms, and she fell to her knees, confessing to Liu Yidao.

"Sir, I'm sorry. I didn't take good care of the lady. I didn't bring her back unharmed. I'm sorry, General, and I'm sorry, sir."

Liu Yidao took a few quick steps and said, "It's not your fault. I'm very grateful to you for accompanying my mother into the wolf's den." However, he was unable to help her up even with his hands.

Liu Yidao anxiously asked for help from Fu Zi who was standing at the door, but Fu Zi shook his head with a wry smile.

"Madam's death was a huge blow to her. If I hadn't taken her out by force, she would have gone with Madam. She feels guilty, so just let her vent. Otherwise, I'm afraid she'll get sick from holding it in."

Lu Chaoyun, who had already walked to her side, was in a dilemma, not knowing whether to help her or not. He raised his hands in the air, at a loss.

Jiang Muxia was helpless. She had reached a dead end. Unless she thought it over, other people's persuasion would only increase her guilt.

This matter needs to be done slowly, there is no need to rush.

But now he couldn't just let her kneel on the ground and not get up, so Jiang Muxia put down his chopsticks, walked to Fu Zi's mother, and pulled her up.

She used all her strength, almost half-carrying and half-supporting him as he walked to the dining table.

"Aunt, you must have traveled hard, please eat something first." He pushed her to the dining table and put down a new set of bowls and chopsticks.

"Auntie has to eat a full meal before she can apologize. From now on, we will all live in the same courtyard, and there will be plenty of opportunities, don't you think?" Jiang Muxia said with a smile.

Fuzi's mother was stunned, and felt that what she said made sense, so she picked up the bowl and chopsticks.

Fuzi secretly gave her a thumbs up. During the whole journey, she didn't eat, drink or sleep, and cried all the time. No matter who tried to persuade her, it was useless. He was really afraid that she would cry her eyes blind, but Sister Jiang had a solution.

They learned from Fuzi that Xu Da and his companions were taken to the capital by Prince Rong and they did not know when they would return.

"Don't worry, Prince Rong speaks highly of the master of the family and will definitely make use of him." Fuzi put down his bowl and chopsticks. He was exhausted after traveling for several days, and he wanted to go back to the tavern to rest early.

"That's good. Don't go back to the tavern. There is an empty room at home, so you can live here with your aunt. Do you have the energy to take care of her in her current condition? Sister Hongxin just left, so you can let your aunt sleep in the same room with me." Jiang Muxia said.

"Okay, thank you Sister Jiang. But I have to go back. The tavern has been unattended. I am worried. I won't be able to explain to the owner when he comes back. I will leave my mother to you."

He was determined, so Jiang Muxia stopped trying to persuade him and let him go.