Satoko shook her head.

"Mother, no, she didn't hit me. I just fell, and she helped me up and helped me clean the dust off my body. ”

"Really?" Yang Ronghua frowned, how did this person's temperament change?

Leaving from Yang Ronghua's house, the sun is still shining brightly. At this time of the season, the peasants in the village all went home to hide from the sun after finishing their work in the morning, and there were almost no busy people in the fields, and they were quiet everywhere.

Yun Jinshu walked through the ridge against the sun and walked a long way, but he didn't meet a single farmer.

It's okay in this way, the people in the village have been offended by the original owner, and meeting them is nothing more than meeting the mother and son of the Velvet Flower. Yang Ronghua people are quite easy to talk, if you meet others, you may not be scolded, and it will be troublesome to think about it.

It's just that......

There were only weeds on the edge of the fields and roadsides, and there were no wild vegetables to eat. And not to mention wild vegetables, even the fish and shrimp in the river have been touched by the villagers.

Xinglin Village is really poor, and most of the families are destitute. Despite its location in the south, the climate is warm and supplies are abundant, but it cannot withstand the hunger of the villagers. There are edible fish, shrimp, and wild vegetables, but how can they still be kept? I'm afraid that even the banana trees by the river were dug up and eaten back.

She searched for a long time, and finally found a very sparse piece of purslane.

Not only is this purslane sparse, but it is also very thin and shriveled, each one is less than a finger long, and the stems and leaves are very small.

It looks like the good ones have been poached, and the ones that don't grow well are left.

Seeing the thinned purslane, she looked disgusted, but there was no way, there was really nothing else to eat, so she could only eat it.

The only thing to be thankful for is that purslane is soft and easy to pick, and even without farm tools, it is more than enough to dig by hand.

She dug a large basket and took it to the river to wash.

Standing by the river, looking at herself in the reflection, she was so frightened that she almost threw out all the wild vegetables she had just dug up.

Mom, what's going on?

The original owner is only twenty-one years old this year, which is the same age as a flower. But what did she see in the water?

The woman in the water was forty or fifty years old, thin and shriveled, her skin was rougher than orange peel, her face was full of acne, her hair was dry and yellow, her eyes were cloudy and dull, and she was haggard with two heavy dark circles.

Just like this, let alone Jiang Wenyuan, she herself dislikes it.

Maybe Jiang Wenyuan knew that she was the one who took care of his mother, but she was too ugly, so he pretended to be stupid and pretended to believe Yun Ruoyao. After all, he has taken the fame test, and he has also made the main book, he is a figure with a head and a face, so he can't marry an ugly girl who can't be on the stage, right?

However, the original owner is ugly like this, isn't it because he takes care of Jiang Wenyuan and his mother, working hard day and night? A girl of the same age, she was tortured to dozens of years old, and Jiang Wenyuan abandoned her, she was simply a fighter among scumbags.

After marrying into the Xiao family, because she missed Jiang Wenyuan, she didn't think about tea and dinner every day, looked for death and life, and often deliberately tortured herself outside by the wind and rain, so this haggard appearance has not changed much, and until now, she still maintains the ghost look when Jiang Wenyuan left her.

It's hard to marry such an ugly girl and take care of it so meticulously for the sake of Xiao Lonely.

She couldn't help but think of Xiao Xiao's handsome face, it was hard to imagine that this old and ugly woman and a beautiful man like him were husband and wife.

But luckily......