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

"Mu Xia, wait for me, I'll go with you." Zhou Ruyi called her. She remembered the favor she had shown him last time.

"And me." Yang Zhuxiu, who was beside Zhou Ruyi, ran over.

"Who doesn't have children? Help as much as you can."

Jiang Muxia looked at him, said nothing, and ran quickly through the village.

She ran and called, "Muyang, Muyang... Yangyang, where are you?"

The village was filled with voices calling out for Mu Yang, their voices echoing through the sky yet falling on deaf ears.

Jiang Muxia asked each family one by one, and was disappointed every time.

Gradually, Jiang Muxia began to feel anxious and her emotions became increasingly broken.

Who is hiding in the dark, watching them running around in anxiety like ants on the hot pot, and being happy alone?

She and Yin Yusheng came to the west of the village. The house among the three families near the pit was Yin Yusheng's, and the one on the east side was his aunt's house.

"Yusheng, come and help me." a woman shouted.

"Aunt, we are looking for someone. Can you wait a moment? Have you seen Mu Yang?"

"No. Okay, it's more important for you to find someone. Do you need my help?" Liu Chunhua said with a hoarse voice and a grin.

"no need."

The two of them walked together to the door of Jiang's house.

Mu Yang did not come home, and Jiang Mu Xia was desperate. She squatted against the wall, holding her head in her hands, and couldn't stop crying.

Yin Yusheng sighed and wanted to persuade her, but he didn't know what to say.

I can only accompany her silently.

A noisy sound came towards them; it was Lu Chaoyun returning home.

Jiang Muxia wiped her tears, stood up suddenly, and the last glimmer of hope in her heart was shattered.

The person still hasn't been found.

Aunt Chun walked behind the crowd, her eyes red and swollen from crying.

"His aunt, you can scold me. I am sorry for you. If anything happens to the child, I will give you my life as compensation."

Lu Chaoyun lost his energy and walked straight into his home in a trance.

"Auntie Chun, this is not your fault. You don't need to blame yourself. Even if... it has nothing to do with you, you have been looking for him for a long time. Go home and have a rest. With us here, Muyang will be fine." Jiang Muxia suppressed her sadness and spoke to comfort Auntie Chun.

"Thank you everyone, you can all go home." Jiang Muxia thanked the villagers and neighbors who helped find people.

"Let's go home and have a meal, and then continue looking for him later. As long as he is still in the village, we will definitely find him." Jiang Hexi said.

"Brother, go back and persuade Aunt Chun. It's really not her fault."

After everyone left, Jiang Muxia squatted on the ground again, holding her head and thinking hard, where is Mu Yang? Why didn't he respond when he heard her call?

Yin Yusheng stood beside her, saying nothing, accompanying her silently.

She closed her eyes and tried to think of all the places he could be in her mind when a scolding sounded.

"Why are you squatting here instead of going home to cook?" It was Jiang Lingye who came back from outside.

Jiang Muxia raised her head and looked at him coldly. She didn't believe that he didn't know that his grandson was lost.

Not only did he not help to look for the person, he also just watched coldly. What kind of old man is he?

"Yangyang is missing, I don't have the mood to cook." She replied coldly.

"It's lost, so it's lost. There are boys at home. Go cook." Jiang Lingye's face darkened and he gave another order.

Jiang Muxia stood up, eyes wide open, "What did you say? Say it again."

Yin Yusheng tried to smooth things over, "Mr. Jiang didn't mean that. Yangyang is his grandson, how could he not feel sorry for him?"

"Brother Yusheng, I'm not deaf, nor stupid. He has more than one grandson." She looked directly at Jiang Lingye, "I just don't understand. They are all his children and grandchildren, but why are they so different in his eyes? I'm afraid that our family of five are not even human in your eyes, right? Then separate my father, and you can live a good life with your eldest son."

Jiang Lingye stared at Jiang Muxia with his old eyes, "I am the head of this family. I can do whatever I want. It is not your turn to say anything. Go home and cook."

Jiang Muxia took a step forward, looked him straight in the eyes, and sneered, "If you want to eat, cook for yourself. Don't you have hands?"

"Muxia." Yin Yusheng hurriedly pulled her behind him. Jiang Lingye was holding a stick in his hand. He was afraid that Jiang Lingye would get angry and hit Jiang Muxia with the stick.

He was right to worry. If he had pulled her a step later, the stick would have really hit her.

"Why, you are partial to me and don't allow others to tell you?" Yin Yusheng was very angry. He was still standing here, but she dared to hit her.

"What does our family affairs have to do with you? What? You like her? It's fine if you like her. Take fifty taels of silver and she'll be yours." Jiang Lingye spoke with great ease, as if he was discussing the sale of an item with someone.

Yin Yusheng was extremely surprised and sneered, "I am really impressed. With an elder like you, it will be hard for this family to survive." He turned around and said to Jiang Muxia with a smile, "You are so lucky to be born in such a family."

Jiang Muxia spread her hands, indicating that she was also helpless.

"Go home, you shameless thing. Why are you flirting with other girls here?" Jiang Lingye was so angry with her that he thought he should scold her but she was still respectful to him as before.

Jiang Muxia ignored him. She was focused on finding her brother. Such an inhuman old man did not deserve her respect.

"Brother Yusheng, don't follow me anymore. Burning charcoal is the real business."

"What should I do, Yangyang?"

"I'll look for it myself, you go and do your work. I have to be loyal to someone who has entrusted me with this. The master of the family has entrusted me with this matter, and I can't delay his work. Please help me."

"If you have any problems, come to me. Don't try to handle it alone." Yin Yusheng patted her shoulder. Although he was worried, he looked at her deeply and left.

She was walking aimlessly along the street alone. When she came to the intersection, she caught a glimpse of Zaohua's sister sitting at the gate again. She was looking straight ahead with a smile on her face, holding a hemp rope in her hand and swinging it happily.

Jiang Muxia walked towards her involuntarily, squatted down in front of her, and asked, "Sister Xinghua, have you seen Yangyang?"

Jiang Xinghua giggled, "I recognize you. My sister told me that your name is Muxia now." She stretched out her dirt-covered hand and touched Jiang Muxia's face. Jiang Muxia did not dodge and let her touch her.

"What a pretty face." He touched his own face again and said blankly, "Am I as pretty as you? Men all like pretty girls."

Jiang Muxia couldn't understand why a person with Chilean problems like her was talking about beauty and men.

She stood up and walked towards the threshing ground again. It was almost noon and Li Jiyi should have returned from the county.

She trotted, praying as she ran that nothing would happen.

There were still people basking in the sun on the threshing floor, and she saw Fang Guizhi again.

This woman, who was almost strangled to death by her in the morning, still dared to come out and show off.

Fang Guizhi was talking to the woman beside her with great excitement, and when she turned around, she saw Jiang Muxia running out of the village. She seemed to remember what happened in the morning, and she shrank her neck and hid behind another woman.

Jiang Muxia didn't have time to pay attention to her and continued to run towards the Li family.

"Have you found Yangyang?" As soon as she entered the door, Lu Zhaoxia came to greet her hurriedly.

Jiang Muxia's eyes turned red, and her voice choked with sobs, "No."

"God damn it, which bastard did this?" Then he changed the subject, "Your brother hasn't come back yet. This kid is so worried. When he comes back, he will definitely go to your house first. Why are you here? Go back quickly. The house is so busy, and I can't go there."

"It's okay, auntie, I'll go back first." Jiang Muxia didn't stop, and trotted back to her village, and went straight to the small bridge at the entrance of the village to wait for Li Jiyi.

Before she ran to the intersection, she saw from afar a little boy on the path west of the village holding a piece of cake in his hand. He was eating it as he walked towards the intersection. Who else could this boy be but Jiang Muyang?