[Quick Transmigration] Heard I'm a bad woman!

"Ask carefully what your mother did."

Mrs. Yan has always disliked people in the second room, especially this second granddaughter who is only one year younger than the eldest granddaughter. She always feels that she has an evil spirit, and it is extremely easy to be infected with misfortune after being in contact with her for a long time.

This is the truth for Mrs. Yan. Isn’t Yan Xixi, who has unsealed the memories of her previous life, evil? As long as she has been in contact with her for a long time, she will absorb her luck and cause unfortunate things to happen frequently.

This was true for Yan Ying who suffered first, and even more so for Old Lady Yan who suffered later.

Even if Yan Ying didn't ask Fang Xiaotian to learn more about the plot after the death of the original owner, she would have guessed that the end of Yan Laoniang who lost her beloved daughter would definitely not be good.Even the three brothers Zhao Chunhua, Yan Laoer and Yan Zhendong did not end well.

Yan Xixi absorbs other people's luck to strengthen herself, but she doesn't care whether she kisses her or not.On the contrary, as the saying goes, if you kill someone, you will kill your relatives. In the same way, after a long time with Yan Xixi, the first unlucky people are her relatives, then friends, lovers, anyway, the more unfortunate the people around her, the luckier she will be.

As the saying goes, you can pick up money when you walk on the road, and you can meet your crush when you turn left when you go out... Anyway, good luck comes from it.

"My mother mends my father's clothes, why don't I borrow scissors from my sister-in-law." Yan Xixi didn't think that Zhao Chunhua had done anything wrong, so she defended plausibly. "Sister-in-law doesn't do anything at home, she just waits to eat every day. What is she doing with scissors?"

"Nothing, it's just..." Yan Ying spoke softly. "Scissors are a relic left by my grandma. As a junior, you don't care whether I hold the scissors as a gift or use them normally! You know, if you don't ask yourself, you will be regarded as a thief, and while I am going to the town with my mother Just ran into my room to get something, didn’t say hello, just said I borrowed it from me? How did I borrow it? Borrowed by brainwaves in the air?”

Yan Xixi was directly blocked from speaking, not because of shame.The word shame is not in this guy's dictionary at all. She was so blocked that she couldn't speak because her mother never gave her this chance.

Zhao Chunhua slapped Yan Xixi directly on the face, cursing, "Why are you talking to your sister-in-law?"

Yan Ying snorted disdainfully, took the sewing basket, took the scissors, turned around and entered the room.Mrs. Yan followed suit and followed into the room.Only Yan Xixi, who covered her face in astonishment, and Zhao Chunhua, who was plausible and didn't think there was anything wrong with beating a child, were left behind.

"Why are you talking back to her?" Zhao Chunhua lowered her voice and said through gritted teeth, "I'm not afraid that your grandma will take the opportunity to fix you."

"Then you still hit me."

"Hitting you is to make your memory long."

Yan Xixi covered her face, resentment flashed across her eyes.It can be seen that this slap made Yan Xixi, who is not broad-minded, hate Zhao Chunhua who was still defending before.Zhao Chunhua successfully squeezed out Yan Ying, and successfully aspired to the throne of the best object of hatred.

It is foreseeable that in the next period of time, Zhao Chunhua will inevitably be very unlucky.

In the room, Yan Ying continued to sew clothes by hand.The speed is very slow, in line with the definition of a lazy girl.

In fact, Yan Ying made clothes very quickly, but it was obviously not in line with the original owner's slow-moving personality, so Yan Ying deliberately slowed down.

But it was fast, after only one day, a deep crimson shirt was left with seams and buttons left unattached.And the straight-leg pants of the same deep crimson color were ready yesterday.Mrs. Yan is trying on it beautifully, smiling from ear to ear.

"Little sister, your hands are really skillful."

"Grandma taught well."

Yan Ying searched around but couldn't find any buttons, so she said to Mrs. Yan: "Mother, there are no buttons at home, why don't I make buttons for you."

"You can do it, you can do it." Yan Lao Niang said happily, "Even if my little sister sews a linen bag for A Niang, she will be happy in her heart."

"How can I make a hemp bag for my mother?"

Yan Ying smiled sweetly, found out the same color cloth and started to make buttons.The one in the shape of a plum blossom is inlaid on the shirt, which is not too obtrusive.

Yan Ying bit off the thread and handed the clothes to Mrs. Yan. "Mum, try it, if it's not suitable, I'll change it right away."

Yan Ying's clothes are not the straight-cut clothes that face straight, so you can't see your figure.Instead, the waist is slightly tucked in at the waist, which looks more close-fitting.As soon as Mrs. Yan put it on, she instantly looked younger by several years.

"The rest of the cloth, mother, I'll make you a patchwork vest. With some thin cotton, it will be very warm in winter."

Mrs. Yan glanced at the remaining cloth heads and found that there were not many, so she hurried into her room and brought a lot of cloth heads over.

"Make one for yourself, too."

Mrs. Yan ordered: "Wear it inside to protect your heart, so you won't get sick in winter."

Basically every winter, Yan Ying would become ill.Although Mrs. Yan is used to it, she will feel distressed after all.Therefore, Yan Ying was told not to take care of her, but to take care of herself first.

This kind of love made Yan Ying unable to refuse, so Yan Ying nodded obediently in agreement.So, in the next few days, Yan Ying slowly began to make patchwork mandarin jackets with rags.

Some cloth heads are too fragmented, and Yan Ying did not use them to make patchwork mandarin jackets, but to make color-blocking head flowers.

Soon, when the autumn receipt arrived, Yan Ying not only made two mandarin jackets that were stitched together with rags and inlaid with thin cotton, but also made a lot of hair with contrasting colors. The price of a color-blocking hair was five cents, and it sold out quickly.

The total number should be more than 200. Anyway, Yan Ying sold a total of 11 yuan and [-] cents.

The price of rags is free of ticket, weighed by catty, ten cents per catty.After Yan Ying distributed five yuan to Mrs. Yan, she decisively took out one yuan and went to the town textile factory to find an acquaintance to buy [-] catties of rags privately.

It seemed that he wanted to find a way to make money, and planned to let Yan Ying earn more money, so that he would be more confident if he recruited a son-in-law in the future.

That's right, Mrs. Yan never thought of letting Yan Ying marry.

Yan Ying's body is really congenitally defective, and whether she can have children is a question mark.How could Mrs. Yan, who loved her daughter like her life, be willing to marry off her daughter and be tortured by other family members.But if you don't get married, you can't do it, so after much deliberation, Mrs. Yan found that the only way is to recruit a son-in-law, so that Yan Ying doesn't have to marry out.

Yan Ying: "..."

——To be honest, I really want to try being a lonely single dog in the age.

——Unfortunately, if I really dare to do this, I'm afraid my old lady will worry badly.

Yan Ying sighed in her heart, and responded obediently on her face.

After a while, Yan Ying and Mrs. Yan, who was carrying [-] catties of rags, got into the bullock cart and returned to the production team.

Since it is already autumn, the next time is the busy autumn harvest.Yan Ying was congenitally ill and had never worked in the fields.Mrs. Yan, since her eldest son and second son got married, did not work in the fields to earn centimeters, but stayed at home to take care of housework.

The three sons all have a lot of strength and earn full centimeters.Except for the youngest daughter-in-law Wang Sihui, the three daughters-in-law are all able-bodied people, each earning seven centimeters.Coupled with the pension that arrives on time every month, the life of Lao Yan's family is very impressive.

Everyone is busy, both adults and children are busy.Only Yan Ying, Yan Ying still sleeps until noon every day before waking up faintly.One day, after Yan Ying woke up, when she was about to wash her face with an enamel jar, Yan Qianqian spoke suddenly when she was looking at her younger brother's eldest daughter.

"Sister-in-law, grandma left you a boiled egg, let you eat it with some malted milk."

Yan Ying nodded, went to the kitchen to take out the still warm egg, nibbled it lightly, quickly removed the shell and ate it in a few mouthfuls.I never thought about asking Yan Qianqian if she would like to eat or not, but when making malted milk, I made an extra half tank so that Yan Qianqian and Yan Guishu could share the drink.

"Thank you, sister-in-law." Yan Qianqian hurriedly thanked her, and fed her younger brother a sip of malted milk.

"Where's your grandma?" Yan Ying asked.

Yan Qianqian licked her mouth and replied: "Grandma and Grandma Liu went up to the mountain to pick up goods from the mountains. They asked me to stay at home and remind sister-in-law not to go out."

"I'm not the princess and the pea, how can I bump into each other so easily."

Two days ago, under the influence of her 'crow's mouth' BUFF and the envy of Yan Xixi who was possessed by the black fish spirit, Zhao Chunhua was not just being beaten up by outsiders.She slipped and fell into the field ridge and fell headlong after being beaten.

I went home and lay in bed for two full days. Today, my injury is better and I went to work again.

But no one chased her away, even Mrs. Yan, who hated her the most, let her have a good rest, but under Yan Xixi's care, Zhao Chunhua seemed to be possessed by a spirit.Either something went wrong today or something went wrong tomorrow, anyway, there was still a moment to stop.

Zhao Chunhua also had lingering fears about the recovery of her injuries, so that she couldn't wait to leave the home where she had been in constant misfortune, and began to work on the autumn harvest.

"Sister-in-law is not in good health, stay at home, grandma don't worry."

As Yan Qianqian spoke, she suddenly became distorted. "Sister-in-law, the head flowers you made are so beautiful."

"Do you like it?" Yan Ying said with a smile: "I like it, sister-in-law gave you two flowers."

As she said that, Yan Ying took out two head flowers that were bright red and full of flowers.He found another comb and combed Yan Qianqian's hair.Two braids were tied symmetrically, and the bright red hair flower was pinned on the two braids neatly.

"Go and look in the mirror."

Yan Ying ordered, Yan Qianqian immediately dropped her younger brother who was crawling on the ground, ran back to the room to find the mirror, and then ran out again, admiring happily in front of Yan Ying.

"Sister-in-law is really skillful."

It just so happened that Yan Xixi came back bouncing around with two wild eggs. When she saw that Yan Qianqian had combed her hair and put on two particularly tacky big red flowers, she immediately pursed her mouth and said something in disgust.

"It's tacky."

Yan Qianqian was upset.She likes the big red flower on her head, but she doesn't understand Yan Xixi's anti-tune.

"Yan Xixi, you're talking nonsense, it's really nice."