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

Jiang Hongxin did not argue too much. She knelt down and kowtowed three times to Liu He. "Thank you for saving my life, thank you for your careful teaching, and thank you for your kindness. Take care!"

At the end of her speech, her eyes were red, her words were choked, and she bowed her head to the ground for a long time without getting up.

"Get up, you can go now."

Liu He left the study and walked towards the back house.

Liu Xin stepped into the room and helped the man up. "It's a great opportunity to receive the prince's grace. Although the prince is good to us, being a guard in the palace is like living on the edge of a knife every day. It's your good fortune to have the opportunity to escape. Don't you want to spend more time with your mother? There is also a brat waiting for you. If that brat dares to bully you in the future, we brothers will support you. There is no need to be sad, leave the palace and live a good life."

"Thank you, big brother, for your care over the years. I'll visit Suanzao County when I get the chance. Bye." Jiang Hongxin glanced at the box on the desk and had no intention of taking it away.

Jiang Hongxin packed her clothes into a small bag, stuffed a long small box into her arms, stood up straight and resolutely left the palace.

In the middle of the night, the alley was locked, so she found an inn to stay overnight.

The next morning, she checked out and went to Tang's house.

When Jiang Muxia heard that Liu He had set her free, she was surprised and excited. After wandering outside for many years, she could finally return home without any burden.

"Sister Hongxin, do you have any plans?"

Jiang Hongxin shook her head in silence, "Let's talk about it when we get back." She was eager to go home, and the moment she left the palace, she knew where her heart was. She was a little shaken about her desire to retire to the mountains, and after thinking about it, she took out the wooden box from her arms.

"Mu Xia, help me return it to Tang San. Tell him that I can't give him what he wants."

Jiang Muxia didn't answer and asked her, "Are you not interested in him or do you have other concerns?"

Jiang Hongxin pondered for a moment and shook her head. There was confusion, doubt and hesitation in her eyes. She pondered for a long time but could not think of the right words to express her feelings.

Jiang Muxia smiled and stuffed the box into her hands. "You haven't figured it out yet, so why are you giving it back to him? When you figure it out, I will support you in whatever decision you make."

"Okay, I'm going back to the county now. Do you have any letters to send to Uncle and Aunt?"

"The Chinese New Year is just two days away. If you go back now, you'll have to spend the New Year on the road. How about we go back together after the New Year?"

Jiang Hongxin smiled and shook her head. "No, I can ride faster on a horse. Although the New Year has passed, we can celebrate the Lantern Festival together. Most importantly, I miss my mother."

"Okay, wait a moment. I'll write a letter and you can give it to Xu Da for me."

Under the willow tree at the gate of the Tang Mansion, Tang San had been waiting there since he learned that she had entered the mansion.

"Miss Jiang."

When Jiang Hongxin lowered her head to untie the reins, she heard someone calling her from behind and quickly turned around to look.

Seeing that it was Tang San, her heart began to beat wildly, and she herself didn't understand why she felt a little flustered.

She pretended to be calm and avoided his sight, "Something happened."

Tang San came over and tied the bag in his hand to the horse's back, "I heard that you were going back to the county, so I prepared some dry food. Not many inns are open during the New Year holidays, just in case..., you can fill your stomach."

"Thank you." Holding the reins in her hand, she didn't know what to say for a moment. She kept her head down and didn't dare to look into his bright eyes. She was a little afraid that those dark eyes would suck her heart in.

"Well, I'm leaving now. Take care of yourself."

She jumped on the horse, clasped her fists towards him, and said, "Goodbye."

Tang San clasped his fists, "Have a safe journey."

Jiang Hongxin rode away, her heart pounding. She wanted to get out of his sight as soon as possible, for she was afraid that his warm gaze would melt her cold heart.

After leaving the alley and turning a corner, she was out of his sight, and she suddenly felt empty.

Tang San's voice could be clearly heard from behind, "Miss Jiang, wait for me."

Jiang Hongxin paused, tears gushing out. "Gee!" She raised the whip and galloped out of the city.

Tang San stood at the gate of the mansion, looking at the direction she left, with the corners of his lips slightly raised. He saw her panic when she saw him, she didn't dare to look into his eyes. Tang Si said that when a girl likes someone, she is very shy and dare not look at him. Tang San was secretly happy in his heart, it turned out that she also liked him.

Suddenly, a light laugh came from behind. "My iron tree has finally blossomed. In my opinion, you should go back with her. If you keep spending time with her, your feelings will grow fast."

Tang San was startled, his face slightly reddened, and he turned around and walked towards the mansion.

As he walked, he thought, how could this brat, whose hair hasn't even grown out yet, know so much?

The brothers Tang Boan and Tang Zhongbai went to the second house early in the morning.

The door to the second room was wide open, things were scattered around the yard, and the ground was littered with broken furniture, broken porcelain, and tattered clothes.

Tang San was leading a boy of five or six years old to clean the courtyard. The originally bustling home was now eerily quiet.

"Sixth and seventh brothers, you are here."

Tang Zhongbai pointed at the messy yard and asked, "What's going on?"

Tang Xing smiled calmly, "Since the imperial decree was issued yesterday, all the families have taken away all their valuables and left. Now there are only three of us left in this family, along with my stepmother and my brothers and sisters. We will bury my thirteenth sister and leave together. From now on, I will live with my stepmother and my brothers and sisters."

Tang Zhongbai was surprised and asked, "Where is Uncle Wu? He..."

Tang Xing smiled bitterly, "He and Aunt Liu took all the valuables in the room and ran away. It doesn't matter. Without these bastards, our lives will only be better than before."

The two brothers were speechless. He was the only reliable male left among the second branch's male descendants.

"Are you here to take me to see the body of my Thirteenth Sister?"

They were taken to Yizhuang on the outskirts of the city to help bury the body in the ancestral tomb. Tang Jing's mother, along with her younger brothers and sisters, cried heartily in front of the tomb, and then returned to the city holding her tablet.

"I heard that you are working as an accountant in a shop. My wife owns a number of farm shops and we are in need of someone who is good at accounting. If you have nowhere to go, would you be willing to help us?"

Tang Xing's eyes lit up, but he hesitated, "I'm afraid of causing trouble for you."

"How can a commoner like you get into any trouble? How about this? You rent a place to stay temporarily in the suburbs. After the Lantern Festival, a man named Wei will come to find you. Then you can go with him." Tang Zhongbai took out twenty taels of silver and stuffed it into his hand. "Although you have lost your home, you still have to celebrate the New Year."

Tang Xing did not refuse and bowed deeply to the two men, "Thank you for your help many times, brothers. I will repay you for your kindness."

Tang Boan gave him a false helping hand, "Good brother, from now on, the Second House will depend on you. If you have any difficulties, feel free to come to us. We are always blood relatives with the same roots."

"Okay." A simple word "Okay" expressed all his gratitude. He was not a good speaker and could only express his gratitude through actions.