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

The next morning, Jiang Muxia took a lot of effort to push open the door covered by snow. Only then did she realize that the white she saw through the window was the gray reflected by the snow. It was still early, and large flakes of snow were flying around, and when the breeze blew, they fell all over her head and body.

The tavern was quiet and the courtyard was covered in white. She was not familiar with the place and did not dare to move around rashly.

Just as he was about to turn around and go back into the house, the door opposite suddenly opened and a tightly wrapped woman walked out.

The two looked at each other. She looked at the pair of eyes full of vicissitudes and knew it was Fang Guizhi.

Fang Guizhi asked first: "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? I'll make it."

"What time is it?"

"It's just past the hour of Mao. Why don't you sleep a little longer? I'll call you when the meal is ready."

"No, there are cakes in the room. I just thought it was daybreak. It's still early, so you should go back to bed."

After saying that, she retreated back into the house.

Tang Zhongbai's fever had subsided and she was sleeping soundly. She lay down on the couch, covered herself with the quilt and gradually fell asleep.

When I woke up again, there was a hustle and bustle of footsteps in the yard and the sound of snow being swept.

She wiped her face, got up, came to Tang Zhongbai's bed and saw that he was sleeping soundly, so she tiptoed to add some coal to the stove and left the room.

The heavy snow showed no sign of stopping. The thick snow in the yard had been shoveled away and transported to an unknown place, but now a thin layer of snow had accumulated on the ground. Two or three young men were sweeping the remaining snow under the corridor with bamboo brooms.

Seeing her go out, a young man called out, "Miss Jiang, Brother Jiang and Brother Tang are waiting for you in the shop in front."

She responded and went straight into the shop.

Several people were sitting at the table eating. Tang San saw her figure and quickly stood up and asked, "How is the young master?"

She sat down next to them and said with a smile, "I'm sorry to have worried you all, he's fine now. The doctor told him to just stay in bed for a few days. Has everything been arranged at home?"

"Almost. However, before we leave the house, the elder of the Lou family found the master, and I'm afraid the master will be in trouble."

Everyone in the city knew that after Lou Xiaofeng came to power, he secretly suppressed the men of the Lou family who were of the right age. His purpose was obvious, he was afraid that these people would become powerful and the family would unite to replace him.

Over the years, Lou Xiaofeng has really offended everyone in the clan.

Except for a few brothers in the Lou family who depended on him for food, no one else associated with him.

Now that Lou Xiaofeng is dead, the elders of the Lou family are very excited. They find Tang Shiyan early and try to send the young man they have trained for a long time to the yamen to take over Lou Xiaofeng's position as the chief clerk.

"Humph, they are just thinking about beauty. Although the Lou family is not a particularly evil family, they have been trying to ride on the master's head for so many years. In order to fight for power, they have harmed many people. We should take this opportunity to take down the Lou family and prevent them from entering the officialdom again."

Tang Si thought of what the Lou family had done, how they had bullied people, bullied men and women, and robbed the people's land. They didn't dare to do it openly, but they did it secretly. Who among the people in the city would not hate the Lou family when they mentioned it?

Tang San glared at him, "Officer of the Yamen, you and I must not quarrel any more and bring trouble to the master."

Tang Si was not convinced, but he did not dare to refute, so he could only say "Oh".

The waiter put a bowl of steaming noodles in front of Jiang Muxia, and everyone looked at him in surprise.

The noodles are covered with thin layers of meat slices, two golden poached eggs are lying on the edge of the bowl, and a green vegetable is dotted on it. The soup is dotted with sesame oil and has a fragrant aroma.

Jiang Muxia turned around and called to the waiter, "Thank Aunt Fang for me."

Turning around, she saw a few people looking at her with strange eyes. She chuckled and said, "Why? Do you want to eat?"

"Do you dare to eat the food she cooks?" Jiang Pizi asked back.

He had heard everything about Jiang Muxia's past in the village, and Fang Guizhi had caused her a lot of trouble. The relationship between the two was very bad, and later when he heard that this person was kicked out of the house, he was happy for Jiang Muxia.

Enemies often meet on a narrow road. The two met in the county, and Fang Guizhi changed her attitude and tried to please her in every way.

He was worried that Fang Guizhi would come up with a plan to harm her, such as putting drugs in the bowl of noodles.

"Why should I be afraid? If she poisons me, what good will it do her? Will it vent her anger? Not really."

She picked up the chopsticks and was about to eat, but Tang San pushed the bowl away.

Jiang Pizi's words reminded him of Fang Guizhi's character, which he had witnessed with his own eyes.

What if..., what should I do with my own son?

Jiang Muxia was speechless. He put down his chopsticks and looked at them helplessly with a sigh.

"Go away, whose dog is it? I fed you once and now you're getting close to me. If you don't leave, I'll beat you."

At the door of the tavern, a dog could be heard barking, and it sounded weak, probably because it had been hungry for many days.

Jiang Muxia went to look for the source of the sound and saw a skinny and dirty little white dog lying on the snow at the door, with a mute copper bell hanging around its neck. It lowered its head to the ground, hummed coquettishly, and glanced at the waiter. In the face of the waiter's intimidation, it refused to leave.

She squatted down, stared into its eyes, and waved to the waiter, "Leave it to me, and go back and get me an old bowl that you don't use."

"Miss Jiang, it's from an unknown source. What if it's infected with a disease..."

The guy was sure that it was sick and thrown away by its owner, so he kindly reminded her.

"It doesn't matter. I have a way. Just do as I say."

Jiang Muxia flipped its eyelids and opened its mouth to examine it carefully. The puppy felt her kindness and lay still, allowing her to manipulate it.

She nodded and whispered to it, "Be good and obedient, I will help you wipe off the dust, and then I will give you food to eat."

She grabbed a handful of snow and rubbed it on the puppy until it was completely white.

"Hey, you're still a pretty girl, just follow me from now on."

She picked it up and returned to the table, placing it at her feet.

When the waiter brought the bowl, she split the noodles in half and said, "We'll have half each."

As he said this, he placed the bowl in front of the puppy and nodded at it, and the puppy began to eat voraciously.

"Miss Jiang still has a solution."

Jiang Muxia smiled faintly, watched the puppy finish eating, and then lay down at her feet and dozed off. Then she picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

This time, no one stopped her.

She picked up the puppy on a snowy day and named it Xiaoxue.

Tang Zhongbai stayed in the tavern until the evening, and Liu Ying ordered Tang San and Tang Si to take him back to the mansion, arrange him in his own courtyard, and take care of him day and night.

Her eyes were full of heartache, but she complained about him every day.

"You little brat, what good deeds did you do in your previous life to find such a good wife? If it weren't for her, you would have died long ago. If you dare to treat her badly in the future, I will break your legs."

Tang Zhongbai could only smile and remind his mother, "Mom, you don't have to interrupt. My son's leg is so badly injured that he might become lame. If Mu Xia doesn't want me anymore, you will have to support him for the rest of his life."

Liu Ying's pretty face turned serious, and she pouted at him, "Who are you disgusted with? Mu Xia is not that kind of person. She has risked her life for you time and time again, you have to get better as soon as possible and marry her home. If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will tear your mouth apart."

Jiang Muxia watched the mother and son bickering, smiled with her lips curved, and felt warm in her heart.