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

"It's only a few days until the end of the year. The seventh wife really has a lot of free time."

The old lady looked around the people in the yard. The couple looked so dejected that she couldn't like them. Seeing Tang Yi's cowardly look, she felt happy. After she punished Aunt Cui and sent her back, she would let them fight among themselves. She wouldn't let them have an easy time. She wished they were all dead.

"I'm so lucky. My mother-in-law loves me, my sister-in-law takes good care of me, and my husband is even better. When I'm free, I have to find something to do. What a coincidence, Madam Liu helped me when I was young. Now we are both in the capital, and I know that she has been wronged. This gives me the opportunity to repay her. I'll ask my sister-in-law to take care of Qingyun." Jiang Muxia said with a warm smile.

This was a man who was determined to get involved in her family's affairs. The old lady was so angry that her teeth were almost broken.

With such a girl who knows kung fu guarding her, Liu Qinghe couldn't do many things.

But she couldn't turn her face against him, so she smiled awkwardly and forced out some words of seemingly sincere advice to Liu Qinghe.

"Daughter-in-law Yi'er, I helped you get rid of the trouble, but whether I can win back people's hearts depends on you." She said this while looking at Tang Yi.

Jiang Muxia sneered. This was clearly a statement made clear to Tang Yi that it was Liu who disliked Cui, and for the sake of family harmony, she had to help her take the person away.

After saying this, Tang Yi would only hate Liu Qinghe even more.

Jiang Muxia gave Tang Si a wink, and Tang Si understood, coughed deliberately, and continued with the old lady's words.

"Second Madam, I accidentally heard some news when I was walking on the street this morning. The old lady happened to be here, so I wanted to ask you to confirm its true power."

The old lady didn't know what he meant, and replied with a wary look in her eyes: "You say."

"Everyone on the street is saying that some time ago, Tang Shuli was in Linglong Pavilion and scolded his wife for protecting his concubine. The censor heard about it and impeached the eldest son Tang Lian for not being strict in educating his younger brothers and not being a role model. The emperor was furious and ordered Chuan Zhao to beat the young master 30 times in public. He still can't get out of bed. So he can't return to Beijing to celebrate the New Year this year. I wonder if it's true?"

The old lady had just recovered her breath when she heard Tang San asking about her son being beaten in public as gossip in front of his illegitimate son. Her eyes went dark, the cane in her hand fell to the ground, and slid down the steps into the snow pit.

The maidservant and Tang Rong beside her supported her so that she did not fall to the ground.

When Tang Yi heard this, he immediately understood why the old lady came to his yard in the snow.

In the past, even if his yard was in chaos and the whole house was destroyed, she would not bother to step in. It turned out that it was because her brother was convicted because of him, and she came to ask for punishment. Because there were outsiders, she pulled Aunt Cui to be the son-in-law.

Thinking of this, his hatred towards Liu Qinghe lessened a little.

Tang Rong pointed at Tang Si and yelled, "You are talking nonsense."

"Let's go." The old lady pulled her and left Yilan Courtyard dejectedly with the servants.

Jiang Muxia found out that the old lady attached great importance to face. She always acted superior to the illegitimate son. Even though her biological son was punished because of the illegitimate son, she still couldn't bear it.

He told Yu Tangsi the news he had received from Cao Jun'an early in the morning and asked him to tell it at the appropriate time.

Jiang Muxia walked up to Liu Qinghe and took her hand, just like she had taken her own hand in her previous life, and walked into the house. Tang Yi was left standing stupidly in the corridor, and no one wanted to pay attention to him.

The room was warm, Tang Yishu sat in front of the stove with a calm look, holding her sleeping little brother in her arms. Qingyun used a soft handkerchief to wipe Tang Yizhi's tears and snot, and his little face was chapped with many small cuts. Qingyun cleaned his hands and face with warm water and applied the ointment.

When the door curtain rang, Qingyun looked up at Liu Qinghe and said with dissatisfaction: "Madam Liu is really something. It's fine if you suffer yourself, but you also make the children suffer. I'm back now. If I don't come back, will you let the children suffer and freeze? If you can't protect them, why bother giving birth to them."

Putting down the small porcelain bottle in her hand, she took two pieces of the cloud cake she brought from the Tang family and gave them to Tang Yizhi, "Go ahead, give one to your sister."

Jiang Muxia did not stop Qingyun. Only during the few days when she was around did Liu Qinghe and the children have a few good days without being bullied.

Liu Qinghe lowered his head in shame and kept silent. After listening to Qingyun's scolding, he thanked Jiang Muxia, "Thank you, Aunt Qi."

"Don't thank me, thank yourself. You planted good seeds back then, and now you're reaping the fruits of your labor. You deserve it."

Liu Qinghe looked up at her carefully, and the more she looked, the more confused she became. She had no recollection of what she said about helping him in childhood. As far as she knew, her mother's home was in Suanzao County, thousands of miles away. She had never heard of that place, and she had never left the capital when she was young. Could it be that she had met him in the suburbs of Beijing?

Jiang Muxia saw her thinking hard, with mist in her eyes.

She smiled gently, "The past is over, don't dwell on it. People who help others never remember who they helped. I just remember it, so you don't need to mind it."

Jiang Muxia held Tang Yichen in her arms and loved him so much. He was already nine years old when she saw him in her previous life. Today, seeing how small and skinny he was in the cradle, she felt very distressed.

The love revealed in her eyes would make anyone who didn't know her think she was the child's biological mother.

Seeing that it was almost noon, she was afraid that Tang Zhongbai was waiting for her for lunch, and was also worried that Qinghong's injury would worsen, so she stood up and said goodbye.

"Aunt Qi, would you like to have lunch here before leaving?" Liu Qinghe wanted to keep her.

"Let's do it another day." She walked to the courtyard and raised her voice to Qingyun, "Qingyun, take good care of the children. I'll come back in a few days."

Tang Yi was no longer in the courtyard. The door to the east wing was wide open. There was no servant in the courtyard. No one knew where they had gone. Jiang Muxia shook her head. This family was no longer viable. Life for the four of them would only become more difficult.

Another illegitimate son, Tang Zheng, had not been seen in their room since they entered the house.

She remembered that Tang Zheng's family was the same in her previous life. They lived their own lives behind closed doors. The concubine was given sterilization drugs by the wife early on, and the wife held her indenture in her hand, using her as a servant and controlling her in the palm of her hand. She couldn't make any waves. Tang Zheng was the county magistrate in the suburbs. He came back once every ten days or half a month, and all his salary was handed over to his wife.

After Liu Qinghe became rich, they did not try to curry favor with him, just like usual. When there was something going on at home, they would go out to socialize, and usually they would stay in their own courtyard, asking the maids in the courtyard to do needlework to supplement the family income.

Liu Qinghe said that her third brother's wife had a very cold personality. Whenever the two of them sat together, they would remain silent for the longest time and it was impossible for them to have a conversation.

Jiang Muxia couldn't say that she had a good impression of Tang Zheng's family, but she wasn't annoyed with them either.

The three of them left Yilan Courtyard, turned a corner and walked onto a bridge. The river was frozen, and the ice was covered with thick snow. Standing on the bridge and looking west, they could see the lotus pond in the mansion.

In his previous life, Liu Qinghe fell into the water there.

After crossing the bridge and walking to the right, there is a courtyard a stone's throw away, which is Tang Zheng's residence. At this time, the gate is closed, and the snow that had just been cleared on the path in front of the gate has fallen thickly again.

The snow surface is smooth and flat, without a trace.

The three of them walked onto the covered bridge and passed a fork in the road. A gray shadow passed by them and walked quickly to the north.

The man walked in a hurry and only a corner of his clothes was seen. If I remember correctly, that was where the kitchen of the mansion was.

She didn't think too much about it, and followed the two of them and left Yingchunfang.