Chapter 25 Second Aunt Splashes Dirty Water

  Women are interested.

   There was a quarrel.

   Originally, the dissatisfaction with the bullock carts had not yet set off was suppressed, and turned into excitement.

   "No way, it's all taught well by the elders." Lu Jingzhi stared at Qian Zhenzhu for a moment, feeling flustered when she saw her hands and feet were cold.

  The palpitations from yesterday reappeared.

  It seems to be suffocated to death in the deep Tan.

   No, she can't be afraid!

  Qian Zhenzhu took a deep breath as if to embolden herself and straightened her spine.

  She only heard Lu Jingzhi's voice, and didn't realize what she meant immediately. She didn't realize it until a woman snickered.

  It’s all taught well by the elders—isn’t this just mocking her for encouraging her mother-in-law to sell her sister and son?

  If you want her to say, you shouldn't be afraid of Shen's death that day - death is death, and the two younger ones are better sold after death.

  But the father-in-law cares about face, so he may not care about other things, but it is impossible to ignore the dead people in the family.

  In the end, a fair-skinned sister-in-law lent money to the two sisters.

  Jiang Tanyue recognized it, and the wedding dress was what this sister-in-law Zhu's cousin needed.

  Zhu Xin'er didn't like to laugh, and didn't look at the two of them, but said lightly: "If you don't have money, the embroidery work will be deducted from the wages."

   This sentence blocked the mouths of several people who wanted to persuade her secretly.

   People are not afraid that the copper plate will be in vain, so who can say anything?

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   The bullock cart shook all the way.

  The women in the car gossip about their parents, and in the entire Huxi Village and the surrounding villages, if any trivial matter happened to someone's family, they would never escape their ears.

  Seeing that the younger sister leaned against the elder sister and closed her eyes to rest, as if she had fallen asleep, the few of them were even more open-minded.

  The voice is very bright.

  Jiang Tanyue closed her eyes, the bottom of her pupils were light blue.

   Having said that, Niang really likes to listen to gossip, her eyes light up every time she hears gossip.

  Going around with Aunt Zheng, embroidering and chatting together is probably the happiest thing for her.

   Probably because I was overwhelmed when I was a young lady in my previous life.

  Suddenly, she heard a groan, and was startled.

The cheap little sister's thin and dry little hands are clasping Qian Zhenzhu's wrist tightly, her beautiful eyes are slightly narrowed, and she is speaking mercilessly: "You are such a big man, if you want to steal a bullock cart, you have to borrow a copper coin." Poor nieces, did you forget to bring your face when you went out?"

   Regardless of Qian Zhenzhu's tragic situation, the woman burst out laughing.

   Said she was shameless!

  Lu Jingzhi hugged the small bundle, and didn't let Qian Zhenzhu's hand get close at all.

  It is true that she is training her abilities with her eyes closed, but it does not mean that she is unaware of the outside world.

   These dog paws are about to pull her burden without saying a word.

   "Damn girl, let go of your hand! It hurts me to death!"

She was angry and hurt, and glared at Lu Jingzhi, "Who knows what's in it! What if the hands and feet are as dirty as Shen's, and they steal other people's things to sell? No wonder you can get money when you go to the town Yes, it turns out to be like this!"

   This is forcing her to open the little bundle.

  Jiang Tanyue wanted to see an expression of chagrin or panic on Qian Zhenzhu's face, but there was nothing, nothing, only complacency and nasolabial folds distorted by pain on her ugly face.

  It seems that she has figured out a countermeasure to face the tricks in her sister's hands.

  Dirty hands and feet are common in the village. There is always a lazy woman who likes to take two vegetables from this house and a piece of wood from that house. But now people invariably think of what happened at Old Jiang’s house two years ago.

  Ms. Shen stole old Mrs. Jiang's gold earrings, but finally had to return them.

  (end of this chapter)