MTL - The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor-Chapter 1167 Recommended new article [Farmer’s daughter-in-law’s beautiful countryside]

Chapter 1167 Recommended new article [The beautiful countryside of the farmer’s daughter-in-law]

 Once in the Daqing Dynasty, the 21-year-old young woman Sang Ye returned to her hometown in the countryside with her five-year-old bean bag, but she was named "Kefu" by a woman with a long tongue.

Regardless of whether they are ruffians or second-rate people, they all have their eyes on this piece of meat that has lost its reputation.

Sangye couldn't bear the disturbance and completely exposed his ferocious nature. He chased and hacked the gangster for twenty miles with a sharp bone-eliminating knife.

 Overnight, the Sang girl became a powerful person, and her fierce reputation spread throughout the countryside. From then on, no one cared about her.

The honest and honest Daddy Sang said: Sanya, don’t be afraid, Daddy will protect you.

The fierce and protective Sang said: "Xiaoye, just wait, mother will tear the mouths of those rags open!"

The henpecked and taciturn Brother Sang said: Sister, if you drink something dry, I will never let you drink something watery.

The mean-spirited Sister-in-law Sang said: Sister-in-law, I will find you a good husband. You are very lucky!

The bookworm Sang Xiaodi said: Sister, when I pass the exam, I will find a husband for you.

The five-year-old little bean bag said: Mom, I don’t want to study anymore, you can use these bundles to buy me a daddy!

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Facing the concern of her relatives, Sangye Yali Shanda, who only wanted to make a fortune and took her family on a prosperous road, finally gritted her teeth and decided to get married!

 But who dares to marry? This is a big problem!

What Sang Ye never expected was that there was someone who was not afraid of death, and came to the house to propose marriage sincerely while carrying a big wild boar...

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  【Male protagonist's identity】—Farmer's advantages: only his wife is a subordinate

 【Identity of the heroine】—The advantages of a peasant girl: can she be cruel or gentle?

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ˆPS:

  1. Both men and women are clean! Both men and women are clean! Both men and women are clean!

  2. The family is short of pure farming, and has "three insecurities": no palace fights, no house fights, and no power plots [Read Chapter 1: Hard-working husband]

The first ray of sunshine in the morning shines on the roof, stretching the shadow of the house; the early birds stand on the branches and sing tuneless songs at the top of their lungs, adding a touch of color to the quiet courtyard. It is very lively; the curling smoke dances in the wind, forming the most simple farmhouse scene.

In the narrow and simple kitchen, Mulberry quickly baked more than a dozen coarse grain pancakes, poured the washed brown rice in the basin into the pot together with the water, covered the pot lid and added a few baking sticks to the stove. After getting the firewood, she got up and took out a kitchen knife with several holes missing from the corner behind the door. She went to the yard and chopped up pigweed on a dark wooden board.

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The rhythmic sound of chopping grass spread in all directions, climbing over the short earth wall and spreading far and wide, frightening the birds on the branches and waking up the sleeping children in the house. baby.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　

A little boy of about five years old appeared at the door of the hall, rubbing his sleepy eyes, pulling on a pair of new cotton shoes, and shouted softly at the mulberry leaves that were chopping grass.

"Huan'er is awake? Wash your hands and face quickly. Dinner will be served after mother chops the pigweed!" Sang Ye raised his head in a hurry and handed his son a gentle smile: "By the way, go to your uncle's house and pick up your little brother too." Wake up and you two will have breakfast together later."

"Well, Huan'er will go and call the little brother first, and wash your face with him." Xiao Douding responded seriously. Without waiting for his mother to praise him, he turned around with his short legs and got into a room in the east wing.

Sangye smiled slightly, raised his hand to wipe away the sweat that was about to fall into his eyes, and continued to chop the remaining half of the pigweed.

The pig grass was chopped, and Huan'er's white and tender face had been washed clean. Together with another child of similar age, he sat obediently on the pony and waited for his mother to start eating.

"It's time to eat -" Following a crisp voice, Sang Ye quickly came to the main room with a tray and placed three bowls of porridge, three pancakes and a plate of pickles on the table: "The porridge is still a little hot just after it came out of the pot. You two, eat slowly."

 “Thank you, mother!”

 “Thank you, auntie!”

The two little pods thanked each other in unison, then took the spoon in their left hand and the cake in their right hand, and ate the pickles in small bites.

Looking at his well-behaved little nephew, Sang Ye smiled slightly, touched his little head, and like a magic trick, two cooked eggs appeared and gave one to each of the two brothers.

“Wow, eggs! Old lady, you are so good!” Sang Xiaoshan grabbed his own eggs, held them in his hands and looked at them with joy.

 Compared to other families in the village, the Sang family's life is relatively easy. Not to mention how good they are in terms of food and clothing, at least they don't suffer from hunger. But in the Sang family, eggs are also valuable objects. Even if they are laid by their own old hens, they don't dare to eat them casually. They all praise them. If they save enough, they take them to the town and exchange them for oil, salt, sauce and vinegar for the whole family.

Looking at his little nephew who knocked the egg on his forehead, Sang Ye shook his head helplessly, picked up another egg and lightly circled it on the corner of the table. After peeling it off in twos and twos, he handed it to his son: "Huan'er, Eat it while it’s hot.”

Huan'er silently took the fragrant eggs and looked at her mother who had already picked up the porridge bowl. She didn't rush to stuff it into her mouth like her little brother. She gently cut the eggs in the middle with a wooden spoon and divided them into two pieces of about the same size. pieces, and then carefully scooped one piece into my mother's porridge bowl.

Seeing that his mother was about to hide, Huan'er quickly said: "Mom, the eggs are too big. Help Huan'er eat half of them."

Sang Xiaoshan, who had already eaten most of the eggs, saw his cousin's actions. He hesitated for a while, and then handed the remaining half of the egg to Sang Ye with some pain: "Auntie, I'll give you Xiaoshan's too."

Sang Ye glanced at his nephew unexpectedly, and immediately started teasing him. He took the half piece of egg seriously and praised with a smile: "Xiaoshan is sensible now. He knows how to respect his aunt, so she won't be polite." .”

 As he spoke, he acted as if he was about to swallow the egg in one bite.

“Auntie, you, you—wow—”

As the youngest child of the third generation of the Sang family and the darling of the Sang family, Sang Xiaoshan never thought that his aunt was really going to eat his eggs. He couldn't bear this fact for a while and burst into tears.

Huan'er was just sad when he saw his mother taking the egg from his little brother but refusing to eat it. Huan'er suddenly heard the cry of his little brother as if he was killing a pig. He was so startled that his hands shook and he almost dropped the egg. On to the ground.

"Little brother, don't cry, I'll give you half of this." Seeing that the little brother was crying so much that his nose was almost dripping with snot, Huan'er didn't realize how delicious the eggs in his hand were, so he put half of the eggs he planned to give to his mother in the little brother's box. In my brother's bowl.

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Sang Xiaoshan, who was crying and burping, looked at the egg chunks in the bowl that were bigger than what the old lady had taken away. He burst into tears and smiled, with a big bubble of snot popping out of his nose.

He happily scooped up the egg with a spoon and put it into his mouth. He stopped when he was about to reach his mouth. He looked at Huan'er and asked carefully: "Did you really give this egg to little brother? Little brother really ate it. You But you can’t cry.”

Huan'er glanced at her little brother, silently picked up the spoon and started drinking the porridge, not wanting to talk to this naive little brother at all.

Looking at this scene, Sang Ye felt a little sour in his heart: Who would have thought that the little guy who once had good food and clothing, now even an egg a day has become a luxury?

 The family is still too poor to eat meat a few times a year. If this continues, let alone a child, even she won't be able to bear it. It's time to think of ways to make money and improve the food at home.

Seeing that his cousin ignored him, Sang Xiaoshan was not angry. While eating the eggs with confidence, he patted Huan'er on the shoulder and said loyally: "Brother Huan is a good brother, and I will also be a good brother. Later, My brother will take you to the river to catch monkeys, and let me roast them for us."

Thinking of the delicious roasted monkey, Sang Xiaoshan couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and then stuffed the remaining half of the egg into his mouth, temporarily quenching his greed.

When Huan'er heard this, not only did she not feel happy, but her little brows were tightly knitted together. This serious look set off her round, white and tender little face, how cute she looked.

"No, I won't go!" Huan'er refused flatly. He had no interest in the dusty hard-shelled insects that came out of the ground like climbing monkeys. He didn't even understand why the people here were keen on eating them. He just Just thinking about it makes me feel sick to my stomach.

"Don't go? Why can't you go?" Sang Xiaoshan looked at his cousin with a disappointed look on his face, feeling that the eggs in his mouth were no longer so fragrant.

Seeing her little brother's face slumped and looking like I was very sad, Huan'er felt that she was being too direct, so she made an excuse: "Catching monkeys will stain your clothes. Mom has to be busy with many things every day." , we can’t cause any more trouble for mother.”

Upon hearing this, Sang Xiaoshan's face improved a lot, but he still couldn't resist the temptation of the delicious roasted monkey. He pulled Sang Ye's sleeves and said coquettishly: "Old aunt, old aunt, just let Brother Huan go with Xiaoshan. , Brother Huan is watching from the side, Xiaoshan will never let him do it, and I promise not to stain his clothes."

As for myself, if I don’t catch the monkeys, my clothes will get dirty anyway. If I have to ask the old lady to wash them, I might as well catch a few monkeys and give them to the old lady. It’s like giving the old lady a chance to wash his clothes. of thanks.

Sang Ye, who was listening with great interest, didn't expect her nephew to throw the problem to her. Looking at her son with pleading eyes, she smiled and said to her nephew: "You can take Huan'er, but there is one thing, you must not go into the river. Play in the water, or watch your butts carefully."

Upon hearing this, Sang Xiaoshan hurriedly covered his buttocks and nodded hastily: "Auntie, Xiaoshan will never take Brother Huan into the water, otherwise if you beat Xiaoshan's buttocks swollen, Xiaoshan won't even cry."

Sangye Yile pinched his dark and round face: "You said this yourself, so remember it!"

“Yeah, remember!” Sang Xiaoshan nodded heavily, showing two rows of neat white teeth.

"Good~" Sang Ye praised his nephew a few words and stroked his son's wrinkled brow: "Mother will bring food to your grandparents later, so just have fun with your little brother and don't play with water. , and don’t bask in the sun, got it?”

 Since that incident, this child has changed his temper. He doesn't like to interact with others or go out to play. He is like a little old man. How can this be done?

He probably understood his mother's painstaking efforts. Even though Huan'er didn't want to go out, when facing his mother's expectant gaze, he couldn't help but nodded and whispered: "Mom, Huan'er understands."

Sangye touched her son's little face distressedly, but after all he didn't say that he wouldn't go if he didn't want to go.

There is still a lot of work at home. After delivering breakfast to the people who go to the fields, they have to wash the clothes of the whole family. After washing, they still have to cut pig grass, weave straw shoes, and dig vegetable fields... Although they don’t work in the fields, they still have to do it every day. There is also endless work.

He hurriedly stuffed the last piece of cake into his mouth. After soaking the bowl and chopsticks in the basin, Sangye poured the half-cooled porridge in the pot into a clay pot, and then put the remaining dozen or so large cakes into a pot. In the small basket, cover it with a piece of clean cotton cloth, put the porridge jar and the small basket into a large basket, and prepare a full jar of water.

After doing this, Sang Ye cleaned up the dirty clothes that the family had changed last night and stuffed them into a large bucket. Then he walked out of the door with a big basket in one hand and a big wooden bucket in the other, heading towards the Sang family's wheat field. Go.

 It is May day now, which is the time to harvest wheat. The rest of the Sang family went to work in the fields before dawn. In order to save time, they harvested the wheat early and planted seedlings when the rainy season came. Mulberry leaves were sent to the fields for rice and water.

The wheat fields of the Sang family are two miles away from the Sang family. Along the way, Sang Ye met many villagers who were also harvesting wheat. Some acquaintances saw Sang Ye and greeted him warmly:

 “Zi Zi, are you delivering food so early? What a diligent girl!”

“Auntie Osmanthus fragrans is a prize. My hands and feet are slower than my auntie’s, so I can only stay at home to cook and wash clothes.”

“Haha, who doesn’t know that you girl is very good at housework? With you here, your parents, brothers and sister-in-law can still have hot meals no matter how busy they are. Wouldn’t that make them more energetic?”

Aunt Guihua was so praised that she beamed, secretly thinking that this daughter of the Sang family was not only good-looking and elegant, she was also a person who knew etiquette, but she had a bad fate and was widowed at a young age!

Inadvertently seeing the look of sympathy on Aunt Guihua's face, Sang Ye knew it and couldn't help but feel helpless. Just as he was about to say goodbye, a strange and sinister voice came in: "Bah, isn't he just a hard-working man? What's there to praise about these junk things?" [Read Chapter 2: Grudges]

Such targeted words were a little too unpleasant to hear. Sang Ye looked in the direction of the sound. When he saw the familiar mean face, his delicate brows frowned slightly. For a moment, he didn't know how to say harshly. He retorted, pretending not to hear, and ignoring this woman with ill intentions.

The person who uttered the filthy words was none other than Widow Li, who was at odds with the Sang family.

 Speaking of which, Widow Li was also a poor person. The man died before she was thirty and became a widow. Under the sympathetic or malicious eyes of the villagers, a man worked hard to bring up his only son. He suffered a lot and suffered a lot. Just looking at that face, which was clearly less than forty, but under his nose The droopy, wrinkled face looks like the face of a sixty-year-old woman.

However, poor people must be hateful. Widow Li’s husband Li Dazhu accidentally encountered a black bear when he went up the mountain to dig traps for hunting. He was slapped by the black bear and his heart was broken. In the end, he died without timely treatment. However, Widow Li just happened to All of this was blamed on Sang Laoshi, Sang Ye's father, who was traveling with Li Dazhu.

Not to mention that on the way to escape, Sang Lao Shi panicked and fell down the cliff. He was unable to help Li Dazhu who was one step behind and was overtaken by a black bear. In such a critical situation, even if Sang Lao Shi tried his best to save Li Dazhu, To save him is just to lose his life in vain.

Even though Sang Laoshi clearly told what happened after he was rescued, Widow Li was aggressive and believed that Sang Laoshi was greedy for life and afraid of death. When her husband faced the black bear alone, she took the opportunity to escape and luckily saved her life.

As for Sang Laoshi falling off the cliff and breaking his leg, it was an accident and God's retribution for not saving him.

The reason why Sang Laoshi was nicknamed Sang Laoshi by the villagers was that he was too honest and would not lie at all. The villagers all believed that Li Dazhu's death was an accident, no wonder Sang Laoshi, so no one stood by Widow Li and advised her not to make unreasonable troubles and destroy the long-standing friendship between the two families.

Perhaps Widow Li believed that in her heart, but her husband was dead and their orphans and widowed mother still had to live, so she deliberately messed around, just to make Sang Laoshi and the Sang family feel guilty and make compensation to their mother and son. In other words, she bullied Laoshi. Just people!

At that time, Widow Li was so troubled that she called her brothers to carry Li Dazhu's stinking body and parked it in front of Sang's house. Not only did she force the Sang family to pay for Li Dazhu's lavish burial, but she also forced the Sang family to take on the livelihood of the orphan and widow, support them in their old age, build a house, and find a wife. Let the Sang family be responsible for everything, and one mouthful is worth fifty taels of silver.

At that time, the Sang family had just been separated from the old house, and the family of seven was only given two dilapidated thatched houses and a bag of sweet potatoes to barely make ends meet. What's more, Sang laoshi broke his leg again and had to see the doctor for medicine. Some even spent hundreds of pennies, not to mention fifty taels of silver, even a penny was not available.

Seeing that the Sang family refused to take the money, Widow Li simply held a kitchen knife to her neck and threatened to kill her. She also claimed that she would kill her son before she died.

Widow Li looked too crazy, and she was worried that she would do such a thing to make her family known as forcing orphans and widows to death. Even if the Sang family was reluctant, they had to borrow five taels of silver from relatives and send Li Dazhu first. The mountain temporarily stabilized Widow Li.

 It was just because of the lack of people's support that Widow Li took advantage of it and thought she had found a way to blackmail the Sang family. Not long after Li Dazhu was buried, she used the same method again to force the Sang family to pay the remaining forty-five taels of silver.

Sang Laoshi's injury made the already poor family even worse. When the Sang family was exhausted mentally and physically, they were repeatedly threatened by Widow Li, and even the man made of mud was inspired to become ferocious.

 Before Widow Li could force the Sang family to death first, the hostess of the Sang family, Mu, rushed to Widow Li with her five children, grabbed Widow Li's knife-holding hand and chopped her own neck.

Had it not been for the quick reaction of the neighbor who was watching and quickly knocked away the frightened Widow Li, the knife was destined to break Mu's neck. Even so, Mu's neck was cut open, and blood spurted out, quickly staining the clothes on his chest red. Things got serious when there was blood. Even if the Sang family was an outsider and the village chief surnamed Li deliberately favored Widow Li, he would not dare to side with Widow Li in front of all the villagers.

 After a heated debate, the final result was that Widow Li was severely scolded and was not allowed to mess around in the Sang family again in the future. Mu's injuries should be taken care of on his own and he should not cause trouble to Widow Li.

Maybe the village chief's warning worked, maybe she was frightened by Mu's cruelty. From then on, Widow Li really didn't make trouble in the Sang family anymore, she only dared to gossip about the Sang family behind their backs.

The two families, who had a good relationship at first, fell out completely and stopped communicating with each other for the rest of their lives.

 Two months ago, Sang Ye, who had not been back for more than ten years, suddenly came back with a child, which caused a lot of discussion in Lijiacun. In just a few days, rumors about Sanye Kefu spread, among which Widow Li's "contribution" was indispensable.

 It’s just that Sang Ye rarely walks around the village. Even if Widow Li wants to vent her anger, she has no chance. Now that she has finally caught Sang Ye herself, how can she hold back?

At this time, Widow Li saw that Sang Ye was silent and thought that Sang Ye was hurt by her words. She couldn't help but get excited and continued to poke the knife with her triangular eyes hanging: "A widow is restless at home and runs away. When you go out and show off, you don't know if you want to seduce some wild man, huh, you are shamelessly cheating, you deserve to die and your husband will be a widow for the rest of his life!"

As she spoke, she deliberately glanced at Aunt Osmanthus, and then at Aunt Osmanthus's husband, who ignored the disputes between the women and had no choice but to continue harvesting wheat. The meaning was self-evident.

This time it stirred up a hornet's nest. Not only did the mulberry leaves burn in their hearts, they were ready to teach Widow Li a lesson. Aunt Guihua, who had always been affectionate with her husband, was also furious. She immediately threw away the sickle in her hand, rolled up her sleeves and rushed towards Widow Li: "Widow Li, I will fight with you!"

 【Trial reading Chapter 3 Fighting】

"ah-"

A sharp scream echoed in the empty field, and the frightened birds that were looking for food in the grass flapped their wings and flew away.

Widow Li tightly covered her face, which was scratched with oily skin and was burning with pain. She looked in horror at Aunt Guihua, who was pressed tightly against her, cursing and continuing to look for a place to attack. She was not at all as angry as when she was scolding her just now. Arrogant.

Sang Ye, who was about to fight back, looked confused. He didn't expect that Widow Li's look would make Aunt Guihua so angry, and he didn't expect that Aunt Guihua would rush to fight with Widow Li.

She stared at Aunt Guihua, who was bursting with fighting prowess. She didn't know whether to pretend to come forward and offer some words of persuasion, or secretly do something dirty, and together with Aunt Guihua, they would severely punish Widow Li, who was screaming in agony, and let out a bad temper.

　　"You shameless bitch, I'll let you spit **** out of your mouth! Let you spit **** out of your mouth!"

Aunt Guihua couldn't find a place to start on Widow Li's face, so she grabbed her scattered hair and knocked it hard into the dry mud several times, until Widow Li was dizzy and almost breathless. .

It’s no wonder that Aunt Guihua is so angry. She and her husband Zhao Shugen have been married for more than 20 years, and their relationship has always been very good, with almost no blushing. If Widow Li's words and deeds were only directed at Sang Ye, Aunt Guihua would at most help Sang Ye criticize Widow Li a few words out of fairness. However, Widow Li poured dirty water on her husband, which made Aunt Guihua, who always had a hot temper, How can I swallow this breath?

 “Help—kill—help—”

Widow Li was skinny and had only a few kilograms of flesh on her body. She was pinned down by the strong Aunt Guihua and had no room to turn over. Knowing that she would not be happy if she offended Aunt Guihua this time, she was worried that Aunt Guihua would beat her to death in a fit of anger. She couldn't help but become frightened and screamed as loud as she could, hoping to attract the attention of others and come over to stop him. Aunt Guihua whom she beat to death.

In the past two days, almost the entire Lijia Village has been harvesting wheat in the fields. The wheat fields are also next to each other, and there are several families bending down to work not far away.

Hearing Widow Li's cry for help, the villagers couldn't help but put down their work, straighten up and follow the sound, only to find that Aunt Guihua was pressing down on Widow Li and beating her.

Most of the villagers in Lijia Village have a very upright outlook on life. They know what kind of character Widow Li is and usually don’t treat her very much. It's just that she doesn't want to be seen, she is the widow of the deceased Li Dazhu, and she is a member of the family. She can't just watch her being beaten without making a sound, otherwise people will laugh at her and think that the Li family is easy to bully.

Seeing that Widow Li's screams were getting smaller and smaller, but Aunt Guihua had no intention of stopping, the villagers were worried that there would be a real fight, so they put down their sickles and came here.

 Widow Li's cry for help was also heard by the Sang family a little further away, but they just had no interest in paying attention and continued to work hard, not knowing that their daughter (sister) was also involved.

Sang Ye's elder sister-in-law, Yu, liked to watch the excitement. She took a break from her busy work, shaking her tired and sore arms, and squinted her eyes to look at the excitement. She unexpectedly spotted a familiar figure and couldn't help but look at it. The mother-in-law Mu on the side said: "Mom, my sister-in-law seems to be here too, why don't I go over and take a look, lest my sister-in-law accidentally get involved in such fishy things!"

Hearing this, Mr. Mu stopped cutting wheat, straightened up and looked over, and sure enough he saw his daughter there.

Although her daughter has only been home for two short months and doesn’t understand her very well, she is very clear about the fact that her daughter doesn’t like to watch the excitement. Appearing there at this time, it is obvious that he has been involved in this matter.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Mu frowned slightly and said to her husband, son and daughter-in-law who came over: "Let's go and have a look, don't let Xiaoye suffer."

“Well, let’s all go, we can’t let Sanya be bullied.” Sang Laoshi put down the sickle in his hand without saying a word, and motioned to his two sons, Sang Shu and Sang Lin, to follow.

Sang Laoshi is an honest person, but that doesn’t mean he is stupid. Over the years, Widow Li has always been at odds with her family. He knows everything about Tian'er's bad words about her family, but he has never been caught in the act, so he can't talk to the widow in detail, so as not to be blamed again. superior.

Thinking of the recent rumors in the village about his daughter's unhappiness, Sang Laoshi suspected that this time it was Widow Li who wanted to cause trouble for her daughter, but somehow she offended the Zhao family's daughter-in-law, which led to this dispute.

The husband and parents-in-law left, and the two daughters-in-law of the Sang family, Yu and Liu, quickly followed, leaving a few children who also wanted to watch the excitement to stay in the fields to rest.

I don’t know what will happen in that kind of situation, so it’s better not to let the children go, so as not to stain their eyes!

"Widow Li, if you weren't trying to show off your face today, I would have to shave off a few hairs on your head! If you dare to make trouble for my old Zhao family again in the future, I won't be like this today. Let you go, bah!”

Under the persuasion of the villagers, Aunt Guihua, who was already angry, spat out a harsh word, and finally let go of Widow Li, who was dying and lying on the ground unable to get up.

After listening to Aunt Guihua's words, the onlookers understood that Widow Li said something that they shouldn't have said and made people angry. Although they had some sympathy for the miserable Widow Li, it was hard to say anything at this time. Aunt Guihua was wrong, so she persuaded Aunt Guihua, who was chattering endlessly, to disperse after a few words.

There is still a lot of work to be done in the fields. Who has time to pay attention to the superficial lawsuit between two wives? In this way, no one knew that Sang Ye was also one of the parties involved in this matter.

When the Sang family came over, only Sang Ye and the two women who were friends with Aunt Guihua were left, scolding Widow Li who had climbed up half of her body and sat softly on the ground.

 Most of the daughters-in-law living in Lijiacun, regardless of their age, have been arranged by Widow Li.

Sang Ye looked at the angry Widow Li, and no matter how angry he was, it would be hard to do anything again after Widow Li was taught a lesson, otherwise it would easily arouse resentment.

She didn't have a good reputation in the village. She didn't think about herself or the Sang family's reputation, so she stood aside without making a move or leaving immediately.

It was the beating of Aunt Guihua that made Widow Li angry, so she accepted the favor indirectly, so she had to express her gratitude to Aunt Guihua.

"Yi Zi, what's going on? Have you suffered any loss?" Mu appeared next to her daughter, first looked at her with concern, and then nuzzled at Widow Li with an unkind expression, and her daughter said After suffering a loss, he rushed forward to teach Widow Li a lesson.

 (End of this chapter)