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

Their feet made a crunching sound as they stepped on the snow. They came to the pavilion beside the small bridge in the north of the city. Tang Zhongbai wiped the bench clean and they both sat down.

At this time, Jiang Muxia's face was already red from the cold. Tang Zhongbai tied his cloak around her and covered her tightly with his hood.

He took her hand and felt its coolness. "Your hand is so cold. I didn't think it through. I should have driven the carriage and lit the stove to come pick you up."

She pinched his palm and said nonchalantly, "I have a cold body. I feel cold all over in winter, unless I stay in a room with a fire wall all day long."

Tang Zhongbai stared at her with his eyes shining, and with his arm he pulled her into his arms.

His voice was low and charming, and he whispered in her ear: "Okay. In the winter, I will serve you comfortably and keep you indoors all day. Okay."

Jiang Muxia blushed and scolded with a smile: "You are shameless. I am very busy, you can't delay me from making money."

Tang Zhongbai put his arms around her, held her tightly in his arms, and tried to warm her up with the temperature of his body.

While teasing her with words, "Yes, my baby is the most capable. From now on, we, father and son, will rely on you for support. I wonder if my wife is willing to let her husband eat your pot of soft rice."

Jiang Muxia felt a chill all over her body. Men, oh men, when they are so thick-skinned, it is really speechless. She is a little worried now. If they get married in the future, how can she resist him if he sticks to her and doesn't let her go out?

She tried to break free from his arms. Although it was night, because it was a festival, lanterns were hung in front of every house. The light and the reflection of the snow made it possible to see the whole road at a glance.

If someone saw him, it would be inappropriate for him, a county magistrate, to hug his unmarried fiancée in the street, which would undermine the dignity of Magistrate Tang.

"Don't move." Tang Zhongbai buried his face in her neck and whispered his true feelings, "It's great to have you here. My life is complete."

Jiang Muxia's heart was moved and warm. Being loved unconditionally by others, her life would be perfect.

"Me too."

She leaned on his chest and could clearly feel the heat from his body warming her heart.

The two hadn't been this close for a long time. Ever since Tang Zhongbai took over the county government, he had been busy with official duties every day, or he was too busy in the government to go home.

When she got home, she would fall asleep immediately. When she saw him occasionally, he looked exhausted from working day and night. She could only persuade him to take a rest. She went out every day, either to check on the fields, or to comfort her adoptive father in the village, or to the Li family workshop, instructing the craftsmen on how to remove the seeds from the cotton and how to fluff the cotton to make it more fluffy.

After living a new life, she clearly understood that there were only a few people she could rely on except herself. She had to keep herself busy and make enough money to feel at ease and have the freedom to be safe.

And Tang Zhongbai is the most important person in her life, and the one she can trust with her back.

She was grateful in her heart, thanking God for giving her another chance to start over, allowing two people who had missed each other's lives to come together again.

If this was a dream, she would rather never wake up from it.

She used to not believe in ghosts and gods, or retribution, but now she firmly believes that there must be a god protecting her who is helping her to clear away all the suffering and lead her to a bright future.

She firmly believes that as long as her words and deeds can be put in the light of the sun and she faces the world with an open mind, she and the people around her can be happy.

A gust of wind blew, and she felt him shiver. She advised him gently, "It's too cold, let's go back. You've been busy for so long, have a good rest tonight, and tomorrow night our two families will get together for a reunion dinner."

Tang Zhongbai didn't want to miss such a beautiful scene, and worried that she couldn't bear it, he let her go, left the pavilion, and walked home hand in hand.

The snow on the road was so thick that the two of them had to walk with one foot deep and one foot shallow, which added some interest to their relationship.

Jiang Muxia's stomach growled at an inopportune moment. She stood still and looked at Tang Zhongbai with an aggrieved look on her face. She pouted and said, "My dear, I'm hungry."

Tang Zhongbai scratched her nose lovingly and said with a cautious smile, "You are so lucky. Nanny prepared some ingredients and was planning to make a sukiyaki pot for the New Year's Eve dinner. Now it's a bargain for you."

"I just borrow your light."

The two of them were talking, laughing and joking as they walked in the heavy snow, and soon they disappeared into the street.

The next morning, the heavy snow turned into light snow, but there was a strong wind.

Jiang Muxia felt uneasy, so she braved the snow and went back to Xigang Village alone.

It was freezing cold and the streets in the village were empty. She stood at the intersection leading to her home, looking at the closed door.

Sometimes she really hated herself. They had nothing to do with her anymore, so why did she still want to get close to them? There was no smoke coming out of the chimney at home, and she was afraid that they were all in sorrow now.

It was funny to think that at this time last year, she and Fuzi had tried every means to take Qi away. Less than half a year later, she was back in this cannibalistic den.

She knew very well that with Jiang Qianshan's death, this family was completely finished.

She stopped for a moment and then walked towards the other courtyard.

Ah Qi didn't expect that she would run over in such a windy and snowy weather, so he quickly invited her into the house.

Before she could ask, Ah Qi spoke.

"Your grandparents' family was in a terrible state yesterday. In the afternoon, the granddaughter-in-law's family came and smashed the house to pieces. They buried the body in your family's ancestral grave that night. When they left, they said that they would cut Jiang Qianshan into pieces. Who knows what your aunt said after she came back from the city. Your grandfather was lying on the ground with a crooked mouth and squinting eyes, unable to move. Your grandmother asked Zhang Yi to come over and take a look. They said that his blood vessels were broken, and he would be paralyzed in bed and a useless person from now on."

Jiang Muxia just said "oh" and fiddled with the fire in front of her with a calm expression. She had no feelings for Jiang Lingye, so she was naturally indifferent, even a little happy. It was destined for such a person who could not distinguish right from wrong and was cold and disgusted with his descendants to end up like this.

But from now on he will be even more dependent on Qi, and Qi's life will finally be a little better.

It's really a cycle of cause and effect, and everything changes over time.

"But..." Ah Qi changed the subject and a gloating expression appeared on his face, which aroused her curiosity.

"Uncle Qi, what's wrong?"

"Early this morning, I heard loud crying and shouting in the village. It sounded like your aunt, so I ran over to take a look out of curiosity."

"Zhou Huaihua was running barefoot on the street with disheveled clothes and disheveled hair, and your grandmother was chasing after her. It looked like Zhou Huaihua was crazy."

"crazy?"

She was surprised that Zhou Huaihua, who was so shameless, could go crazy over Jiang Qianshan's death. This was enough to show how important this son was to her.

She just felt even more sorry for Qi. She had a paralytic, a madman, a young child, and a troublesome alcoholic son. She would have a hard time in the days ahead.

But, this is the path she chose herself, who can she blame?