When she was depressed and sick because of overwork, she was secretly sold by her mother-in-law to a butcher in the town to be a mother-in-law, and she was swallowed by tossing in two days.

After his death, his son, Dongsheng Lonely Lingding, did not survive the winter in the end, and starved to death.

Not long after her death, the world was in turmoil, Jiangjia Village was sacked, and her mother-in-law pushed Dongsheng out in order to survive, just to exchange for a mouthful of rations.

Watching her son being cooked, she stretched out her hand angrily but couldn't stop it, and could only watch him die in pain and despair.

Three years have passed, and her man has come back from the dead and become the saint of today, taking away Liu Cuihua and her mother-in-law who harmed her family.

No matter how much she tried to get the man's attention, it was useless, she could only watch them enjoy the glory and wealth with peace of mind.

Unwillingness, anger, and humiliation took over her body.

The organs of the whole body keep shouting, she hates it!

Hate yourself why your man believes their nonsense so easily, and hate why she is so cowardly and incompetent.

Jiang Qiuniang gasped for breath, soaked with sweat, the shouts of several children sounded in her mind, and she opened her eyes dejectedly and looked at the strange and familiar roof in front of her.

Brain in a mess, she?

Is this a nightmare?

Wrong...... The dream was too real, and now my heart still aches faintly, not like a fake.

"Mother, are you okay? Don't be scared. ”

Jiang Dongsheng hugged Jiang Qiuniang and cried, and Baozhu sat far away with a disgusted face, afraid that his third brother would wipe his snot on his body later.

Mingzhu frowned, looked at her worriedly, and said softly: "Mother, are you having a nightmare?" ”

Nightmare?

Is it a nightmare?

She looked at Mingzhu and Dongsheng one by one in confusion, and finally stopped at Baozhu's face.

Baozhu looked at her inquiringly, blinked her big eyes, and said with great certainty: "A-Niang is having a nightmare." ”

As for what she dreamed about, she didn't know.

Anyway, judging from the mental state in her eyes and the perception on her body, it seems to have become a little different.

By the way, why doesn't she have a jewel in her dream?

She looked at the jewel for a long time and pursed her lips: "The jewel? My daughter? ”

Uncertainty, looking at the orb.

"Huh? Auntie, are you dreaming and confused? ”

It's really her daughter, Baozhu.

But why is there no jewel in the dream?

"A-Niang, don't be afraid. If my grandmother dares to bully you in her dreams, you look for me. I'll sleep with you tonight, and I'll make sure that even if she's a ghost, I'll be able to beat her all over the ground. ”

The jewel waved her little fist fiercely.

Mrs. Jiang is dead!

Jiang Qiuniang couldn't help frowning, that's right.

Today, Mrs. Jiang died, and Jiang Tietou was broken by her daughter.

Everything is different from the dream.

As for the husband who was alive in the dream, his heart couldn't help but feel a lot colder.

Luckily, it's just a dream.

None of her children are missing, and they are all alive and well.

On the contrary, the big house that has done all the bad things is unlucky.

She would have such a dream, it must be a warning from God that she can't be like that before.

hugged the three children and kissed their foreheads gently: "It's okay, my mother just had a nightmare, and I will ...... in the future." In the future, our family will be fine. ”

Mingzhu's eyes flashed, and she always felt that her mother had become different.

I couldn't help but lean into her arms.

Jiang Dongsheng still had tears on his face, and he arched the orb on the side ignorantly.

Baozhu gritted his teeth, glared at him viciously, and said with disgust: "Why is the general crying his nose, ashamed of his face." ”

"Hmph, I, I won't cry anymore."

Jiang Dongsheng blushed and turned his head, he swore that this time was the last time.

"The third brother had better do what he says."

……

After the people of Yangjia Village came, they lived in Granny Hao's house for most of the month, and the men relied on their strength to build three wooden houses on the mountain behind Baozhu's house.

With the permission of the village chief, he cultivated land at the foot of the riverside mountain near Jiangjia Village.

When the farming season is busy, every household is busy harvesting paddy.

The Baozhu family is okay, they told the Da Niu family that as long as there is a bumper harvest, they will be divided into 30%.

After all, Jiang Qiuniang doesn't understand agriculture.

This year, she has been able to support the jewels by embroidery.

It's just that now it's different, food prices have skyrocketed, and embroidery is difficult to sell, in order to change her life, Jiang Qiuniang also rolled up her sleeves and learned how to farm with Chen Juhua.

The busy days passed quickly, and the summer weather made people anxious, and they couldn't drive away the joy of the harvest.

Compared with other villages, Jiangjia Village was very peaceful during this time.

And not affected by the displaced people.

The Yang family stayed in Jiangjia Village and didn't make any trouble.

Diligently relying on their own hands in exchange for food, most of the people in Jiangjia Village are still very simple and pure, and seeing that the Yang family is pitiful, they are also willing to give them a little food.

The back and forth also established some feelings.

Witching hour.

The barking of dogs in the village woke up the villagers.

Even the Baozhu family who lived at the end of the village heard it, and as soon as Jiang Qiuniang got up and got dressed, the door was slammed.

"Sister Qiu Niang, are you okay? Someone came to our village to steal, and now everyone in the village has gone to the entrance of the village, so don't go out if you have nothing to do. ”

Outside the door was Yang Zhiyong's voice.

"I, I'm fine."

Jiang Qiuniang grabbed the wooden stick and stood in the corner defensively.

Hearing that it was Yang Zhiyong's voice, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the moonlight and calculating the time, it is very consistent with the dream.

That night, Jiangjia Village was looted by bandits on the mountain, robbed all the grain, and set fire to the ancestral hall.

What now?

If Jiangjia Village is gone, how will their family live in troubled times?

"Mother, what are you doing standing at the door? I'll go out and see you and my second sister waiting for me at home. ”

Baozhu walked out, yawned, and hooked his finger at the wolf king in the corner, and the wolf king reluctantly lay down and let Baozhu climb on his back.

"Baoya, there are bandits outside."

"I know, don't be afraid. These bandits can't hurt us yet. ”

Pat the wolf king's head: "Right, little gray gray?" ”

"No, we have to find a way."

Jiang Qiuniang's face turned pale, and she clenched the wooden stick in her hand, not waiting for her to speak.

Baozhu had already ridden the wolf king out to find Yang Zhiyong and them, Jiang Qiuniang was so anxious that she turned around and called Mingzhu and Jiang Dongsheng to wake up.

Mingzhu looked confused: "Mother? What's wrong? ”

Without waiting for her to react, Jiang Qiuniang stuffed a kitchen knife into her arms: "Mingzhu, there are bandits in the village, maybe they will break into our village and rob us of food, if you are afraid, take Dongsheng to hide." I'll go out and see if I can help. ”

Mingzhu, who was sleeping in a daze, suddenly woke up, and looked at Jiang Qiuniang, who was trembling with a wooden stick, and looked confused.

Auntie! Holding a stick?

When Jiang Dongsheng heard this, he immediately got dressed, took his bow and arrows and ran out: "Second sister, you stay at home, and I will also go to help." ”

Jiang Mingzhu looked at the kitchen knife in her arms, which was given to her by A-Niang.

When did A-Niang become like Baozhu, she loved to stuff kitchen knives into her arms at every turn?