After a wolf-fed meal, my stomach was full, and my guts, which had been frightened before, began to swell again.

As long as he thought of Song Qingyi's deep eyes, Liu couldn't help but feel a chill on his back, and he just hoped that after Song Qinglian came back from the field, he would have to discuss how to deal with Song Qingyi, an unfilial dead girl, next!

At the same time, Liu wiped her tears sadly, she felt sorry for Ah Lian, she had been pampered and loved by her in the sky since she was a child, but she had never done manual work, and she didn't know how to suffer in the ground!

These wolf-hearted things of the Jiang family will bully their poor mother and daughter!

When the time comes, we must let Ah Lian rob all this yard and drive out all the beasts of the Jiang family! By that time, all the doglegs of this family will be broken!

Gradually it was getting late.

The moonlight scattered in the sky sprinkled on the fields in the countryside.

At the end of such a day, Song Qing was taken off a layer of skin, the noon sun made her head dizzy, and the cool breeze in the evening made her dizzy, so uncomfortable that she almost fainted!

However, she thought about it in the field for a day, and finally knew that Song Qingyi used a bitter trick last night!

She thumped her chest angrily.

Song Qingyi, a dead girl, was just sick, but she also grew her ability, and she learned to play tricks on her? !

She calculated silently in her heart, and a trace of unwillingness flashed in her embarrassed and tired eyes, today's matter must not be just settled!

Even if Song Qingyi has the ability to change seventy-two, she can't escape from her Five Finger Mountain!

Isn't it just a bitter meat trick? Could she be the only one who would use it?

When she returned home, she also used this trick to entertain this vicious person!

Since it is a bitter strategy, then this "bitterness" is particularly important, thinking of this, Song Qinglian sped up the movements in her hand and worked hard, looking at Su Xiaowan stunned and unbelievable. How did a person who looked half-dead from early in the morning suddenly become so industrious?

Lai's was also watching from the sidelines.

He sneered, pointed to the large paddy field full of rice seedlings behind him, and shouted to Jiang Duran, who came to help, to call it a day: "Tree, it's getting late, let's get here today, I'm tired for a day, let's pack up and go back, at most, it will take half a day to work tomorrow, and this work will be basically fine!" ”

"Huh! Okay! Auntie, I will definitely help you and Xiaowan tomorrow! Jiang Duran replied, and planted the last few seedlings in his hand into the fertile field.

"After finishing the work, how about my aunt make you your favorite braised pork in the evening? By the way, you can call Xiaole again! Call Little Joe! Come to my house together! ”

"Hey! Braised pork is not to be missed! I won't bring these two little guys here, and if they come, they will definitely grab meat for me to eat! Jiang Duran drooled and shouted loudly.

But he wasn't afraid that children would grab meat from him.

Xiaole is his brother, Xiao Qiao is his sister, the two are the age of the taller, and they eat a lot!

Aunt Lai is generous, especially to their juniors, but it is really not easy for her to pull the family alone, how can he bring two more mouths to eat?

On the side, Song Qinglian was also a little hungry when she heard that there was braised pork to eat.

With a smile, he stretched out his mud-stained fingers that had been ground off the skin, and leaned in front of Su Xiaowan and said flatteringly: "Xiaowan, mother-in-law really knows how to make braised pork?" ”

Su Xiaowan didn't bother to pay attention to her, and kept replying coldly with the work in her hands: "Hmm." ”

Seeing her indifferent expression, the corners of Song Qinglian's mouth twitched, and a trace of viciousness flashed in her eyes.

Hum! Little!

See how I clean you up in the future!

Jiang Duran put all the farm tools on the back of the cow, and Song Qinglian hurriedly stepped forward to pick up a hoe: "This cow is expensive!" You can't get tired! I'll just carry this on my back! ”

Jiang Duiran didn't want to pay attention to her.

Without saying a word, holding the cow with one hand, as Lai and Su Xiaowan walked all the way home, Song Qinglian raised the hoe with her hands that had worn out the skin and was still a little bleeding, and followed behind with a slightly tired step.

The road was full of villagers rushing home after a busy day's work.

Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but talk quietly.

"Huh? Isn't this the sister of Zheng Feihua's daughter-in-law? It's been a few months since I've been in the village, but it's the first time I've seen it! ”

"That's right! Seeing that she always looks delicate on weekdays, she is often dressed brightly, she is a vixen, and she abuses her sick sister, why is she dressed so plainly today? Still taking the initiative to carry a hoe? Could she have been able to work in the fields? ”

"Competent? I think she was forced to work, you see her delicate face with heavy makeup, and she has been so haggard all day......"

"What? Are you still distressed? Why don't you marry her? But even if you are a widow, you will never take a fancy to you, a poor bastard! ”

"Hey, isn't it just working in the fields? Which peasant woman in these ten miles and eight villages is not allowed to work in the field? Look at you like this, is she a concubine! ”

"So what? People are beautiful, and our men feel distressed when they look at it, people are the lives of concubines! Which one is like you? A face is rougher than a man, and his body is as dry as a plank, no matter how much work you do, your man will only dislike you, and will not hug you and hurt you! ”

"Whew! If you dare to say one more word, the old lady will ram you to death with a hoe now! No matter how good-looking she is, she is also a ruthless vixen! Throwing away her sister's medicine and not giving her food is such a conscientious thing, and only a person like her can do it! ”

At this time, both men and women are pointing fingers here.

These words more or less reached Lai's ears, Song Qinglian was immediately shocked, she didn't expect that what happened yesterday would be known to the whole village today! If this continues, there will be no place for her to stay in Qinghe Village? No, you have to think about it right away!

Jiang Duran frowned and tilted his head in displeasure.

These discussions had nothing to do with him, but this widow lived in Aunt Lai's house, so she brought Aunt Lai's family into it.

Hmph, this Song Qinglian is not only vicious, but also a bee and butterfly!

When was Aunt Lai talked about like this in the village before?

With this unhappy mood, he came to the Jiang family.

Jiang's house is in the west of the village, not remote, but a lively place, in front of a smooth road, straight to the bustling and lively Qingyang Town.

On weekdays, there are also a lot of people gathered here, after tea and dinner, the villagers like to talk here, children play here, young women, unmarried girls will wait here regularly, because every few days, men from Qinghe Town will pass by, bringing the town's popular loose powder jewelry, needlework fabrics, etc., which also makes them happy.