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

The visitor was the shopkeeper Wang from the Ping'an Inn next door. Guests staying in their inn were often recommended by him to dine at the restaurant. The two families helped each other and got along very well.

"We have to go back to our hometown, and we can't come back until after the New Year." Shopkeeper Wang said with a smile: "I have already agreed with your father that we will build a firewall after the ferry is closed. We will leave early tomorrow morning, and I will explain everything and leave it to your father."

"Okay, please sit down and wait for a moment, I'll go call him out." Jiang Muxia asked him to sit down at an empty table, and she went back to the backyard to call Jiang Yuzhou.

Jiang Yuzhou sat down opposite Shopkeeper Wang and said, "Brother Wang, are you going back?"

"Yes, my father is sick and there is no one to take care of him at home, so I have to go back." Shopkeeper Wang poured a cup of tea and pushed it in front of Jiang Yuzhou, then poured himself a cup and drank it in small sips.

"Let's do it as we agreed before?" Jiang Yuzhou asked after taking a sip of tea.

"Yes, I have seen these two shops. They are very good at keeping warm. I believe you."

As soon as Jiang Yuzhou started working, the restaurant lost a capable laborer and became too busy again.

"It's okay. I got up early in the morning and it won't be too late to make the noodles before going to work."

"No, this will be too tiring for you. Let Ji Yi and I do it. The ferry will be closed in a few days, and the porters will have gone home, so the restaurant will not be busy. I haven't been to see my elder sister for many days, so I'd like to take this opportunity to go back and see her." Lu Chaoyun held Sour Jujube in her arms. She liked this little girl so much. She was pretty. After staying in the restaurant for a long time, her personality became much more cheerful. She called her "Auntie" all the time, which made Lu Chaoyun very happy.

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On the sixth day of October, early in the morning, Jiang Yuzhou led the village craftsmen to the ferry, went directly to Ping'an Inn, and started working in full swing.

At lunch time, all the craftsmen went to the restaurant to eat. Before leaving, Manager Wang left enough money for them to arrange three meals a day for the craftsmen.

When the village craftsmen passed by the counter, Jiang Muxia saw his second uncle Jiang Yuqing among the crowd.

She curled her lips and smiled, secretly applauding, no matter what your purpose is? Your presence will save me a lot of effort. After greeting them one by one, the last person to come in was a thin and short middle-aged man. He greeted her embarrassedly, "Mu Xia."

"Uncle Yin, you are here too, please come in and sit down." The two of them understood each other tacitly. He still felt guilty for what he had done to Liu Chunhua, but for Jiang Muxia, this matter was long over.

Seeing that she was enthusiastic towards him and had no aversion at all, Yin Dahe felt relieved and said, "Okay." He happily went in to prepare for dinner.

They are all poor people, and they just have some daily disagreements, but they are over after a while, so she won't take it to heart.

But some people are different, they keep doing evil and framing her. She will never give up on such people.

There were three days until the county market day. At night, when everyone in the yard was asleep, she changed into her nightgown, put on her face scarf, picked up the long whip hidden under the bed, tiptoed, and jumped out of the yard onto the street.

Following the path, he trotted towards the east of the county.

Passing Hehuan Lane, you will reach Shuijing Lane where Pingluo lives. The small mud house he rented is just diagonally opposite the well.

The lights were on in the house and there was a lot of noise inside.

Jiang Muxia rubbed against the window, dug a small hole under the window paper, and lay down to look into the room.

Seven or eight men were sitting around a square table with copper coins piled on it and a porcelain bowl placed in the middle of the table.

They were gambling. Ping Luo was indeed a scum. Fang Lanxiang could still follow such a fellow. I will grant your wish. From now on, your family of four will live a good life together.

Judging from the situation, Ping Luo will not leave here for a while. In short, before she succeeds, he just needs to stay here peacefully.

After confirming that he still lived in Shuijing Lane, she turned around and left. As she turned the corner, she was met by a group of people.

The group of people were drunk and were walking towards her, arm in arm, supporting each other.

They came out of Hehuan Lane and had just finished having fun.

Not wanting to provoke these people, she quickly moved to stand against the wall and waited until they passed before leaving.

As the crowd passed by, they smelled a pungent odor of alcohol, and finally waited until they had all passed.

She just stood up and was about to leave when someone called her.

"stop."

It was too dark, so Jiang Muxia ignored them and quickened his pace.

She knew that getting entangled with drunkards would never end, and she didn't want to argue with a group of hooligans in such a mixed place.

"Damn it, I'm calling you, little girl, stop." Perhaps her indifference angered those people, and they had no intention of letting her go. A tall figure pounced on her.

Jiang Muxia only felt a gust of wind coming towards her from behind. She quickened her pace and ran forward. The person behind her was relentless and kept chasing her closely.

The heavy footsteps were mixed with the sound of loose tiles on the roof.

Jiang Muxia thought, Oh no, is this a two-pronged approach? No, I have to find a way to get out.

Jiang Muxia turned around suddenly, clenched his fists, stretched out his legs, and prepared to give the person behind him a warning.

Unexpectedly, the man turned around, jumped forward and avoided her sweeping kick.

With the help of a little moonlight, she saw that the person chasing her was a burly man with a big beard.

"Hmph, girl, you're still a little naive." The man spoke in a rough voice.

Jiang Muxia remained extremely alert. This man could easily dodge his attacks, and his kung fu was comparable to his own. If someone on the rooftop helped him, he would be in trouble.

She closed her eyes tightly to allow herself to see more clearly. When she opened her eyes again, she looked directly at the man in front of her. She felt that the person in front of her was a little familiar. As her eyes moved, she finally remembered who he was.

"So it's an old friend." Jiang Muxia pulled down her face scarf and smiled at him, "Big Beard, do you still remember me?"

After hearing this, the man squinted his eyes and looked at her face carefully. "Yes, you look familiar. Who are you? The girl I took care of?"

He quickly shook his head, "No, no, how could those bitches be so skilled?"

"Xigang Village, Yang Xingye's home, you said that I encountered a problem in the county and you could help me settle it. I wonder if what you said that day still counts?"

The more friends you have, the easier your life will be. She wanted to make more friends with good character guys in the county.

These people can calm things down without going too far.

They value loyalty and righteousness above all else.

She is very good at judging people, and this bearded man is a good person.

"Oh, I remember now." The bearded man pointed at her and shouted, "You are that little girl. Why are you here in the middle of the night?"

"It's a personal matter." Jiang Muxia said with a smile: "I've met you twice, but you still don't know what to call you, big brother?"

"My name is Hu Xiaoxin, you can call me whatever you want." The big man smiled and touched his head.

Jiang Muxia looked up at the roofs in front and behind and asked, "Where are your accomplices? You guys are awesome for running to the roofs to surround me."

Hu Xiaoxin was stunned. "What accomplice? I'm the only one chasing you."

"Oh." Jiang Muxia's heart sank. "Maybe I saw it wrong. Find some time tomorrow to come to Sihai Restaurant at the ferry to find me. I have something to talk to you about."

Who could be the person on the roof? Is he trying to take advantage of the situation?

Hu Xiaoxin's companion walked towards them, "Old Hu, did you catch the girl? Bring her over so that the brothers can play with her."

Jiang Muxia's face darkened and she glared at Hu Xiaoxin, "Are all your friends like this? You come alone tomorrow. I don't welcome those people."

"Okay. I will definitely go tomorrow, alone. You should go quickly." Hu Xiaoxin urged her, fearing that those people would come and harass her.

Jiang Muxia pulled up her face scarf and quickly left the alley.

Passing by Hehuan Lane, it was brightly lit and bustling with people.

She paused for a moment. Most of the women here were pitiful. Unless they were pushed to a certain point, no one would be willing to end up in such a filthy place.

"What are you thinking about standing here? I'll take you home." The helpless voice of a man sounded beside him.

In the moment she was stunned, a person appeared beside her.

Jiang Muxia turned her head to look at him and sighed, wondering why this person was still haunting her.