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

In June of the twelfth year of Yuanhe, Li Jiru brought Jiang Zaohua to Tuanyuanju in the north of the city to give duck meat to the children.

It was hot in June, and the couple went to the market to buy some daily necessities after delivering meat to the children. Before the rising sun gave off enough heat, the couple turned out of the alley and prepared to go home. They happened to hear a sharp cry on the side of the road, and Jiang Zaohua looked in the direction of the cry.

I saw four or five children surrounding a little girl of about one year old near a shop on the street, throwing stones and spitting at her.

He kept cursing, "You stinking beggar, I'll beat you to death..."

The child sat on the ground, curled up in a ball, holding his head in his hands, not daring to resist and just crying.

Jiang Zaohua, who is already a mother, couldn't bear to see this, so she jumped out of the car and ran over to push away the bullying child.

"Don't bully others..."

A boy in silk clothes sat down on the ground and started crying loudly.

Jiang Zaohua held the little girl in her arms. The child's face was covered with tears and was dirty.

"Be good, don't cry."

Jiang Zaohua took out a handkerchief to wipe the tears off her face, and then she realized that her eyebrows and eyes were similar to someone else. Especially her watery eyes were exactly the same as her sister's, and she immediately felt a little closer.

"Would you like to go with auntie?" Jiang Zaohua asked her cautiously.

The child nodded with sobs and stretched out his hands to hug her neck tightly.

Jiang Zaohua glared at the boy who was sitting on the ground crying, picked up the child and was about to leave.

At this time, a woman ran out of the clothing store, and the boy on the ground shouted, "Mom, they bullied me, help me get revenge."

Now that he had someone to back him up, he cried even harder. Jiang Zaohua could clearly see that he was just pretending to cry, and he glared at her provocatively.

Jiang Zaohua gradually developed a dislike for him. He had such a vicious mind at such a young age. His parents could not be good people.

She held the child tightly in her arms and spoke first, "Your son brought several children to bully such a young girl. Please take good care of your own children."

The woman glared at him with a ferocious expression and raised her hand to hit Jiang Zaohua.

Jiang Zaohua didn't react in time and was slapped in the face. The woman used so much strength that she staggered back a few steps and almost threw the child in her arms.

Li Jiru quickly jumped out of the car and ran over to support her and took the child. Jiang Zaohua's face immediately swelled up, and a red handprint was clearly visible.

Li Jiru protected her behind him with concern, pointed at the woman and scolded: "Why do you hit people?"

The woman rolled her eyes and cursed arrogantly: "You stinky mud leg, how dare you push my son? Why don't you take a piss to see if you are worthy." She pulled the boy up, patted the dust off his body, and said with a smile: "Good son, come home with your mother and I will cook you meat."

He walked into the shop and spat on the ground, "Bah, get out of here now, don't dirty my shop."

"Stop, apologize to my wife." Li Jiru's face was as gloomy as water. He stuffed the child back into Jiang Zaohua's arms, took a big step and stood in front of the woman to block her way, and shouted sternly: "Apologize."

The woman was usually arrogant, so how could she be frightened by his words? She put her hands on her waist and yelled at Li Jiru, "You blind dog, go out and ask around. My husband's family is from the Xie family. I was kind enough not to ask you to pay for my son's medical expenses. My brother-in-law is a good brother to the county magistrate, and the entire ferry is controlled by my brother-in-law. His words can kill you, so get out of here if you know what's best for you, or I'll make you pay for it."

Li Jiru was stunned. She didn't expect that her family had a relationship with Weidong. Her mother had long ago told her that no one in the family could use her sister and brother-in-law's names to show off. He could handle such a small matter by himself. He couldn't stand the same as a shrew. But she beat Zaohua, and he couldn't swallow this anger anyway.

The treasure he protected in his hands was slapped in the face for no reason, and he had to apologize.

"Even if the king of heaven comes, you have to apologize to my wife."

He glared at the woman and argued with her, determined not to give up until he achieved his goal.

The quarrel here attracted passers-by, and people who were curious about the situation soon gathered around.

Seeing this, the woman pulled her son to the ground and started crying, cursing Li Jiru for being a grown man and bullying the weak women and children, and asked passers-by to make decisions for her.

Some people in the crowd criticized Li Jiru, saying that he was a man and shouldn't argue with a woman. Some people said that the woman hit someone and then bit him back. There were many different opinions and the scene was in chaos.

A kind-hearted woman quietly came up to Jiang Zaohua and whispered some advice to her.

"Young lady, take your husband and leave quickly. This woman has cursed the whole street, but with the Wei family backing them up, no one dares to offend them. You are from the countryside and have no relatives or friends in the city, so it's better to stay out of trouble."

"Yes, getting a slap in the face is better than being blackmailed by her family. It's not worth it." Another woman joined the ranks of persuading.

Jiang Zaohua softened her heart. She just wanted to help the child, but who would have thought she would meet such an unreasonable person.

After thanking them, she prepared to squeeze into the crowd and take Li Jiru away. She swallowed her anger and could only blame herself for her bad luck.

At this time, a luxurious and large carriage came from the south and stopped here.

A man jumped down from the shaft of the cart. Someone in the cart said something to him, and then he walked towards the crowd.

Someone saw him and shouted to the crowd, "Everyone make way, the Wei family is here."

The crowd immediately made way for her. When the woman who was sitting on the ground and crying heard that the Wei family was coming, she stopped crying with a start and wiped her face, which was already tearless.

With a smile on his face, he went up to him and said in a flattering manner, "Brother Lan, how come you have time to come?"

Wei Lan didn't even look at her and asked, "What's going on? The owner gave you a shop, and this is how you run it?"

The woman immediately changed her expression, pointed at Li Jiru, and told him about her grievances in a crying voice.

Li Ji and Janice Vidal had never met each other, but Li Ji thought Janice Vidal was familiar to them.

The two brothers are twins and look 80% alike.

Wei Lan ignored the woman, only feeling that the man opposite looked very familiar, but after a closer look, he was not the person he knew. He was suspicious and then had a guess. He stared at Li Jiru for a long time and tried to ask, "Excuse me, is this Li Jia Silang?"

Li Jiru was on high alert and hummed coldly.

Wei Lan bowed and saluted him, "My name is Wei Lan, and I am familiar with Li Wulang. I didn't expect to see Brother Li Si here today. It's a pleasure to meet you."

The woman was stunned for a moment and asked stupidly: "Do you know each other?"

Wei Lan glared at him and cursed, "You blind man, you don't care who he is, you can't afford to keep your shop open."

Passersby took advantage of the situation and told the whole story, telling how the woman's son bullied the little girl, how Jiang Zaohua rescued the little girl, and how the woman beat Jiang Zaohua.

At this time Jiang Zaohua also squeezed in. Unexpectedly, the little girl burst into tears when she saw Wei Lan.

"Uncle Lan, he hit me." The child pointed at the boy and cried, burying his face in Jiang Zaohua's arms.

The words 'Uncle Lan' woke the woman up to her senses. She had gotten into a big trouble today.

He quickly begged for mercy, "It was just a fight between children, it's not serious. I was wrong to hit someone, I apologize to my wife."

Wei Lan is Wei Dong's subordinate, and his words represent Wei Dong. If he gets angry, he will lose the shop.

Wei Lan sneered and pointed at the little girl, saying, "She is a child in the nursery, which is run by the patriarch and the Xu family. If you bully her, it's the same as bullying the patriarch. You are so bold."

The woman was so frightened that she trembled, fell to her knees, and kowtowed for mercy.

Today her husband went to the Li family workshop in Donggang Village to discuss the cotton cloth, and asked her to watch the shop for a while. If she caused trouble and lost the shop, her husband would divorce her when he came back. If it came to this, she couldn't care about her face anymore, and the right thing to do was to calm Wei Lan down.

Suddenly, someone in the crowd said something that made her face pale. She really wanted to turn back time and save everything.

"Isn't Li Jia Silang the fourth son of the owner of the Li family workshop in Donggang Village? I heard that Pingle Xiangjun is his cousin, and isn't Tang County Magistrate his new cousin-in-law? Humph, ignorant woman, let her run rampant, and stir up a hornet's nest, right!?"

"That's right, she deserves it. She loves to bully others."

The woman slumped on the ground, then suddenly turned around and knelt down towards Li Jiru and Jiang Zaohua.

The situation was getting worse and worse. Jiang Zaohua didn't want to get involved and pulled Li Jiru to leave. They had already apologized, even though it was under the suppression of power, and they didn't want to cause trouble.

She handed the child in her arms to Wei Lan, but the little girl refused to go and kept making a fuss about going home with her.

"If it's not a big deal, Madam Fourth, could you please let Sanyue go home with you for a day? I will come to your house to thank you later.

Jiang Zaohua asked Li Jiru for instructions, and when he nodded in agreement, the two of them took Sanyue away.

From afar, you could hear a crisp sound followed by the crying of women and children.

As for how Wei Lan dealt with the woman, it was naturally not their concern.

In this way, March returned to the village. The next day, when she brought her child to the villa, Jiang Muxia and Zaohua's mother happened to be there.

When Zaohua's mother saw Sanyue, she thought of her deceased eldest daughter. She heard from Jiang Zaohua that Sanyue was a child in a kindergarten and guessed about 70% of the truth.

From Jiang Muxia's evasive look, she was sure that this child was her own granddaughter.

When Sanyue's life story was revealed, Zaohua's mother hugged her and cried for a long time, accepting her in her heart. However, she could not make her life story public, so she asked Jiang Zaohua to accept her as her adopted daughter.

It actually shows her deep love for her child.

From then on, Sanyue ran between the villa and the kindergarten, and she could be considered a child with roots.

Jiang Muxia sighed, everything was God's will.