shock!As soon as he came back, his house was ransacked and he was exiled.

Chapter 35 Death may be man-made

"Mom, are you still dizzy now? Otherwise, I'll carry you." Jiang Mingzhu looked at Mr. Zhuang's dazed expression and said.

Mrs. Zhuang came back to her senses and slowly said: "No need, my mother is no longer fainting now, but it is you who have suffered. I blame my mother for not having the ability to protect you."

After she finished speaking, she covered her face with her hands and said with a choked voice: "It's all my fault, mother, that you got beaten too."

"Don't worry about me! My stepmother will never let this happen again, never again." Mr. Zhuang removed his hands covering his face and said firmly. The flame in his eyes could not be extinguished, but instead there was The tendency is for the fever to become more intense.

Jiang Mingzhu saw this and said no more. He also knew that dividing the family was actually the most effective way to solve the problem. His mother was determined, but his father.
Looking at the man next to him who was wearing shackles and looking pale, Jiang Mingzhu was silent and looked ten years older in an instant. Maybe his father didn't have such a plan yet.

The three members of the Jiang family's eldest family were beaten so hard that they were dizzy. Now, like Zhao, they had fallen to the end of the queue and were moving forward slowly.

Jiang Zhili cast a sidelong glance at Da Fang, despising him in his heart. He is such a fool. He can't even protect himself, so he still protects others, haha.

You still dare to cause trouble in the team, even if you don't see her?Do you think you haven't lived long enough?She looked at them, and they didn't complain at all after receiving these whips.

But fortunately, that bitch was also whipped, finally getting rid of her bad breath. She couldn't cure her, but some people could cure her. Why didn't this strange girl get whipped to death? What a pity, what a pity.

"Ahhhh~" A scream broke Jiang Zhili's imagination.

Jiang Zhili looked up and saw Zhao staggering and falling to the ground instantly. Seeing this, she quickly stepped forward to help her, but unfortunately, the place where she fell was a puddle.

Seeing Mrs. Zhao twitching incessantly in the pit, her thin clothes soaked in sewage and sticking to her body wetly, she suddenly felt a chill in her heart.

Jiang Zhili turned to look at the woman who was staying on the spot and said sternly: "Aunt Liu, why are you still standing there? Why don't you come over and help my mother? Really, you can't hold a woman steady. What do you want from me?" use!"

After hearing this, Aunt Liu slowly walked forward, squatted down calmly, pinched one side of Zhao's arm and pulled it up, and said aggrievedly;

"How can I, a weak woman, help my mistress? As you know, I don't even have the strength to tie a chicken. I can't hold a chicken, let alone a human."

"Besides, it was you who let go first, and I couldn't hold you steady for a moment, so Mistress fell down. I really didn't do it on purpose."

Jiang Zhili didn't want to argue with her at the moment. The Yamen servant was watching from behind, and he would be whipped for wasting time. She had a sullen face and used both hands to help Zhao up first.

Of course Ms. Zhao knew that this bitch, Aunt Liu, had done it on purpose. The reason why she couldn't hold her firmly was because she suddenly let go!Just when she was feeling itchy, her legs became weak and she fell into the pit.

I don’t know what happened in the past two days, but the symptoms started at Si Shi and stopped at Shen Shi. This feeling was like touching a spicy foreign food, with unbearable pain and itching all over my body and making me unable to walk steadily.

She had never had an epileptic seizure, but this inexplicable pain was really heartbreaking. Just when she was about to reply, she saw Jiang Zhili's dark face, and she had to swallow the accusation again.

After Zhao stood firm, Jiang Zhili said with a gloomy face, "Okay, be more careful when supporting my mother in the future. If you can't hold her steady with one hand, don't you know how to use two hands?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he threatened again: "Don't forget, you are just a concubine. A concubine is just the same thing as a maid. If you don't know clearly, I don't mind reminding you again."

"I don't want to worry about things in the past, but in the future, there will be a lot of time for the two of us to get along. I guess you should know your position without me saying more!"

Aunt Liu trembled when she heard this. She slowly lowered her head under her gloomy gaze and carefully helped the sick Zhao.

Yes, she had forgotten how terrible Jiang Zhili was. She had no contact with her in the past just because they had no conflict of interest. Now it seems that she should just be more patient.There will be plenty of time to deal with Mrs. Zhao in the future, so there is no rush for this moment, and there is no need to conflict with her now. Her words reminded her of the spring flowers and autumn moon in the front yard.

She could no longer remember the specific details, but she clearly remembered that after Jiang Zhili's threats, the two of them were bizarrely disfigured. Thinking of this, Aunt Liu was frightened.

Seeing her pale face, Jiang Zhili withdrew his threatening gaze and continued to move forward.

After the rain, the sky cleared up and the sun shone on them. They only felt that the coolness brought by the heavy rain came and went in a hurry.

The moisture accumulated on the surface is burned and volatilized, and the evaporating water vapor is absorbed by the clouds. This shows how high the temperature is.

Jiang Zhimiao raised his eyes and looked at her greasy forehead, and the idea of ​​washing her hair became more and more intense. Of course, this was all her imagination. If she couldn't get to the inn before tonight, it would be in vain.

They got up early and left early, and a small farce didn't hurt. At least before taking a break at noon, the team covered more than twenty miles.

After a brief repair at noon, everyone was busy on the road again. The sick people also had much rosy complexions because of the uninterrupted travel.

There was a doctor who could prescribe medicine for treatment, but without a doctor, I had to carry it on my own. Fortunately, constant sweating could remove the coldness from the body, and the team's speed gradually increased.

After the rain, the sky clears up, which is when all things in the world grow wildly.

At dusk in the west mountain, Jiang Zhimiao heard a sad sound coming from the team.

She looked up and saw a woman holding a baby girl, crying out of breath and about to faint in the next second.

The woman collapsed to the ground, carefully raised the girl's head, stroked it gently, and said with a choked voice: "Nanny, Nannan, wake up, don't leave me alone, don't leave me alone. people."

Jiang Zhimiao was not far away from her and saw her hands stretched out and her pupils dilated. This was a dead person.

The woman was not dressed like an ordinary person. No one around her cared about her. Only a woman in lake blue clothes looked at her with a smile. She guessed that this was a concubine.

Concubines actually have little status in the Daxu Kingdom. Otherwise, there would be no saying that one would rather be a poor man's wife than a rich man's concubine. To be honest, concubines are actually the property of the mistress of the house. The mistress wants you. You can live if you live, but you can't live if she wants you to die.

What noble families pay attention to when marrying is a well-matched family. It is true that the husband's family is powerful, but their natal family is not a vegetarian either.

A concubine is just a thing for entertainment. If they want to kill it, it is easier than squeezing an ant to death. Therefore, whether a concubine can survive depends mainly on the attitude of the mistress.

The most important thing about the marriage between the two families is the sharing of benefits. Killing a concubine who is not worthy of the spotlight will not shake the foundation of being the mistress of the house. After all, this marriage is just a win-win hand-in-hand.

To be honest, Ms. Lin is not a hard-charging person. If she were cruel, mother and son would not be alive until now. But after all, there are still a small number of such cruel people.

Seeing the woman's disapproving contempt, Jiang Zhimiao felt that her death might be man-made, but she was just an outsider after all, and she would not rashly interfere in matters that should not be involved.

The most important thing on the road of exile is survival, and the essence of survival is to live. The word "live" sounds easy, but in fact it is difficult to do.

The rules of the world are changing rapidly. When she does not have the ability to save all sentient beings, she can only be a bystander.

(End of this chapter)