Good luck and fortune come to the end of the world, the boss brings prosperity to the whole village

At dawn, Song Jixiang vaguely heard the voices of Old Lady Song and Song Jiaming talking. They were roughly asking Song Jiaming to go hunting in the mountains. She turned over and soon fell asleep again.

When she woke up again, she was awakened by the pig-killing screams of Old Lady Song: "Damn lazy guy, you are still lying in bed enjoying yourself at noon, do you want to starve your mother-in-law and husband to death? You are a shameless little barn woman, you stole the food in the house to fill your stomach, and you hide in the house with two little beasts and don't come out. Whose daughter-in-law is as lazy as you? Pigs are more diligent than you. What sin did our Song family commit to marry such a jinx home? Old man, open your eyes and take a look, you decided to marry such a thing!..." Old Lady Song slapped her legs and cursed at the door with a loud voice. The door of the third room creaked open, and a basin of water was poured at her without warning.

Even though Old Mrs. Song was nimble, she was still splashed with water all over.

Yellow liquid dripped down the hem of the clothes.

Hearing the noise, little Chen took a few steps to the old lady's side, and without looking into the room, she shouted at the top of her voice: "I am talking to the third room, mother just said a few words to you, and you threw manure water at me. You will be struck by lightning if you do this. Look, look, mother..."

Song Jixiang stared at Xiao Chen's mouth and wanted to stuff the basin in his hand into her mouth.

"Second aunt, you can't confuse right and wrong in broad daylight. Where did the manure water come from? If you don't believe it, smell it carefully." She handed the basin in her hand to Xiao Chen. If she wasn't too short, she would definitely let her taste the muddy water.

Xiao Chen hurriedly hid aside and was about to hit someone, but was blocked by Song Jixiang with a wooden basin.

She cried out in pain, "You little bitch, you're going to make a scene. You actually dare to disobey your elders! Get out of the way, or I'll beat you to death. Jiang, Jiang, come out and look at the little beast you gave birth to. He has no respect for his parents..." She was about to go into the house and argue with Jiang.

Song Jixiang took a step across the door and stood in the middle. The little man stood on the threshold, but his momentum was not weak at all. "My mother is sick, please keep your voices down."

The reason why Song Jixiang could call out "mother" so easily was mostly due to the instinct of this body, and a small part was because she had to integrate into this place as quickly as possible. She was not naive enough to think that she could go back to her previous world.

She couldn't keep calling Jiang "you" all the time, as she would feel uncomfortable that way.

"Your mother is sick, it's her fault, who let her raise you," he nodded when he saw Song Xiaoqi hiding behind the door, "and him, two little bastards, a family of lowly things who only know how to eat and not work,"

Little Chen was cursing vigorously when she suddenly cried out, covering her face and shouting, "Ouch, my face, my face, why does it hurt so much, Ouch..." She didn't understand why her face hurt as if she had been slapped several times. There was a taste of rust in her mouth and she spat out a mouthful of saliva, with a few teeth mixed in her blood.

Little Chen screamed in fear and looked around in horror, but there was nothing there. Only the little girl opposite her was holding a wooden basin and glaring at her with resentment on her face.

It’s really evil!

She took a few steps back and hid behind Old Lady Song.

Old Madam Song yelled, "Why are you hiding? What the hell?"

"Second aunt, if you don't do anything wrong, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door. Have you done something shameful?"

"You, you little bad-mouthed woman, that's how your mother taught you, sharp-tongued, disrespectful to elders, and talking nonsense."

Song Jixiang put down the wooden basin, pointed to the sky, and looked at Old Lady Song and Little Chen, "I advise you two to do more good deeds and not let other villagers hear it and think that the old lady and second aunt are mistreating our third branch and ruining Song Bowen's future." She learned from the original owner's memory yesterday that Song Bowen was the treasure of Old Lady Song, and they had to take a detour when encountering him.

"You, you..." When did Xiao Jianren become so eloquent? Xiao Chen was speechless.

Old Lady Song glared at Song Jixiang fiercely, then glared at Xiao Chen, secretly cursing her as a waste. The little beast wanted to threaten her with Bowen, but it was still too naive. She slapped her thigh and was about to start howling: "You little beast who has a life but no one to take care of you..."

what--

The shrill voice was enough to scare the birds in the sky to fall down.

Song Jixiang muttered: "So noisy."

Sure enough, with supernatural powers in hand, the vicious dog can be stopped!

Although her special ability is still at the elementary level, it is still easy for her to deal with a few ordinary people.

Old Mrs. Song got up from the ground, her face covered with mud and blood.

Just now, her knees seemed to be hit by a heavy object, and her body lost weight, and she instantly fell to the ground, with several front teeth missing. Although she didn't understand what happened, she felt that Xiao Jianren had something to do with it.

"Ah - I'm going to kill you today, you damn little bastard," Old Lady Song roared, grabbed a wooden stick leaning against the courtyard wall, and was about to run over to hit Song Jixiang on the head.

Some of the villagers who were leaning on the courtyard wall to watch the excitement had already screamed in surprise. If the wooden stick hit them like that, the little girl would be dead!

The old lady was really cruel, she could even kill her own granddaughter. The stick was as thick as a child's arm!

A woman stumbled out of the house, stood in front of Song Jixiang, and closed her eyes in despair. This old woman wanted to kill or shave her, so why did she embarrass her daughter...

When Song Jixiang saw Jiang standing in front of him, a warm feeling surged in his heart, and he became more determined to protect Jiang and Xiaoqi.

There is a saying, "If you protect me once, I will protect you for the rest of my life!"

The expected pain did not come, but instead I heard the sound of Old Lady Song slaughtering a pig.

When Jiang opened her eyes, she saw the old lady who was so aggressive just now fell to the ground. She was full of confusion. Could it be that the old lady's legs and feet were starting to fail to work?

Although the villagers near the courtyard wall saw it clearly, they were still completely confused.

What exactly happened just now?

Old Mrs. Song, who was always full of energy and walked briskly, suddenly leaned forward and knelt in front of the door of the third room.

Song Jixiang avoided the kneeling of Old Lady Song and helped Jiang back to the house to lie down. Jiang was indeed ill after the series of blows she had suffered yesterday, and her condition was severe. People say that illness comes like a mountain falling, and this was exactly what happened to Jiang.

"You can rest in peace. I will never allow anyone to bully us again!" I won't allow it now, and it will be even more impossible in the future.

Jiang seemed to be truly recognizing her daughter for the first time. She had always felt that something was different since her daughter woke up. But she looked exactly like the daughter she had raised since she was a child. This incident must have been a huge blow to her, so it was normal for her personality to change a little.

Never mind, it was her fault as a mother for not protecting her well. Now that her daughter has grown up, she should let her do what she wants.

No big deal, no big deal...

Go see your ancestors!

Jiang made up her mind and fell asleep quickly. Song Xiaoqi didn't know what happened, and stayed by her mother's side, fiddling with a bead in her hand.

Song Jixiang stepped out of the door and pointed to the sky, "Old lady, God is watching what you do!" I advise you to be kind.

Everyone looked up at the sky.

Is it...

"Fuck you, I'll tear your rotten mouth apart. God is watching you, today I'm going to let you, the little beast, have a taste of the stick..." Old Mrs. Song picked up the wooden stick on the ground and ran towards Song Jixiang.

puff-

"Little beast, I'm going to beat you to death..."

puff-

"Kill you……"

Old Mrs. Song used a wooden stick to poke the ground and climbed up with great effort, breathing heavily.

She didn't believe it, and rushed forward screaming, and fell down again...

There was always a distance of three steps between her and Song Jixiang.

The little girl seemed to think that Old Lady Song was not offended enough, and pointed her little hand to the sky again: "Grandfather once said that bad people will be punished by God!"

What Song Jixiang wanted to say was that there is a god above us, but she thought about how the villagers used to think of her as a taciturn girl who would not say a word when bullied. If she changed too much, people might find a handle on her and catch her as a monster and burn her to death.

Although she needed to change, she didn't want it to be too abrupt.

Take your time, there is still a long way to go!

Old Mrs. Song was almost mad with anger, and she had no idea what Old Mr. Song had said.