In the era, I was finally born after my mother read my mind.

Rong Yongkang cursed and was disliked by other educated youths.

The educated youth worked in groups, and those who were assigned to the same group as Rong Yongkang said that they were unlucky for eight lifetimes.

Although other educated youths cannot do any work, they have good attitudes.

Rong Yongkang is lazy and unruly.

Seeing Ji Xiaolian, he couldn't help but smash a piece of dirt over and said, "Young man, eat my Rong family's food and use my Rong family's food. Why don't you come and cut the wheat for me right away?"

Ji Xiaolian didn't even give him a look, he picked up the wheat and strode away.

Rong Yongkang was so angry that he jumped on the ground and cursed for a long time.

The joy of harvest is indescribable.

Everyone had a smile on their face.

of course there are exceptions.

Everyone in the Ye family had angry faces.

They were assigned the farthest, largest, and most difficult piece of land to harvest.

The wheat stalks were blown down by the wind and fell into pieces.

Before cutting, it must be smoothed out.

Not only is it troublesome, the ears and leaves can also sting people.

Sweat mixed with wheat hair, itching unbearably.

On a hot day, everyone complained endlessly.

Even Ye Dagui, who was still lame, sat on the ground to help cut the wheat, so no one could be lazy.

Cai Ling, who finally waited until Ye Dagui went out, ignored Widow Liu's dissuasion and kept wandering here, trying to find a chance to talk to Ye Dagui.

After Zheng Juan saw it, her face became terrifyingly gloomy.

He moved to Xu Guizhi's side without moving and said in a low voice: "Isn't life in prison difficult?"

The numb Xu Guizhi trembled all over, with panic on his face.

Zheng Juan curled her lips: "Did you see that woman? She has your son Ye Dagui's seed in her belly."

"If anyone finds out about this, not only will your son be ruined, but you will also have to go in again."

"If you go in this time, I'm afraid you'll never come out again."

Xu Guizhi's face instantly turned pale, and he trembled and murmured: "Don't go in, don't go in, don't go in."

Zheng Juan quietly walked further away.

Cai Ling saw that the rest of the Ye family had cut to the front, and only Ye Dagui was at the back, so she hurried up.

Before he could speak, a skinny, smelly woman rushed towards her and hit her in the stomach.

Cai Ling fell to the ground in shock.

The man didn't seem to be relieved. He held up a stone and hit her in the stomach with fierce force.

Blood, bright red blood flowed down the thighs into the ground, staining the wheat stubble that had just been harvested red.

Cai Ling opened her mouth, opening and closing it, as if she was saying something, but she made no sound.

When the Ye family turned around and saw this scene, they screamed and ran away.

"Ah...bitch, what are you doing?"

After Widow Liu got the news, she stumbled over and saw Xu Guizhi, who was mad, smashing her daughter in the stomach.

Her daughter's body was covered in blood, and her belly had been smashed to pieces, and her intestines were exposed.

Widow Liu's vision went dark, she pushed Xu Guizhi away, hugged Cai Ling and shouted.

"Daughter, what's wrong with you? Don't be scared. What's wrong with you?"

Cai Ling died without ever closing her eyes in peace.

Ye Dagui froze on the spot, facing Cai Ling's ferocious and painful expression and dilated pupils, and peed.

Xu Guizhi also died. He was pushed by Widow Liu and the back of his head hit the sickle, and he died.

Zhao Qian was so angry that his lips trembled, what a crime, what a crime.

Zheng Juan smiled happily, and finally, all the damned people were dead.

But there is still Widow Liu, so don’t worry.

This incident caused such a big fuss that the county police came, and Zhao Qianjin was called to the commune to be reprimanded, and all those involved received education.

However, Widow Liu was fine. Since she had killed her daughter unintentionally, she was only given a lighter punishment.

But Widow Liu changed her usual enchanting demeanor and became very gloomy.

It lasted for a week, almost delaying the summer harvest.

No one even dared to step on that piece of land. It was really a tragic death for Cai Ling.

On the outskirts of the mountain, Lan Qingshuang carried Xiao Fuman on her back and took on the job of killing pigweed. One hundred pounds of pigweed would earn one work point.

Lan Qingshuang can get one in one day.

No matter how small a mosquito's legs are, they are still meat, and Lan Qingshuang doesn't dislike them at all.

This work is usually done by children, so Lan Qingshuang spent this time cutting pigweed at the foot of the mountain with a group of little beans.

But today there is Dong Muxiang.

"Muxiang, are you okay?"

Dong Muxiang has been ill for several days and has been lying at home. Today, Mrs. Lin asked her to sneak out for some activities.

Because of illness, his face was very haggard and his body had no energy.

Hearing this, he shook his head: "I'm fine. Thank you sister-in-law for your concern."

"Put Fuman down and I'll watch it for you. It's really hot when you carry him like this."

Carrying a Milk Baby on your back is like carrying a small stove.

Lan Qingshuang also felt hot, and felt even more uncomfortable for her daughter.

"Okay, I'll lay out a piece of cloth and let Fuman lie down and play by himself. Just help me keep an eye on it."

Xiao Fuman doesn't feel hot at all. As long as he can go out to play, anything is fine.

As soon as her mother put her down, she grabbed her little feet and chewed them.

Dong Muxiang smiled and dug it out for her: "My dear, don't chew on your little feet."

The moment the cold hand touched Xiao Fuman, the villain was stunned for a moment.

Then he stretched out his paws to hold Dong Muxiang's hand: "Ah ah ah..."

[Good-looking sister is not afraid, Fuman protects her. 】

Dong Muxiang moved her fingers, pinched Fuman's little paws, and talked to her with a smile: "What did little Fuman say to aunt?"

"Ah ah ah..."

[Fuman is amazing, giving good-looking sister blessings, no need to be afraid. 】

The villain's expression was very serious, and Dong Muxiang was extremely happy: "Do you think it's fun, baby? Can you understand what aunt is saying?"

"Ahhhhhh..."

[The bad thing goes away, the pretty sister doesn’t have nightmares and is in great health. 】

Lan Qingshuang's expression was slightly condensed as she listened to the erroneous questions and answers from one person to another.

Dong Muxiang is scared and has nightmares?

why?

Looking back at Dong Muxiang, the little girl didn't have any energy. Although she was smiling, there was unbreakable fear in her eyes.

Is something going on?

"Muxiang, if you have something wrong, you must say it, don't keep it in your heart."

"Many illnesses are caused by suppressing it."

"This person, once his mood is open, he will be free from all diseases."

"You see, you have been sick for almost a week this time, and you are not getting better again and again. Your mother is so worried that her eye sockets are sunken."

Dong Muxiang's expression gradually solidified, and her already sickly complexion became even more ugly.

He even started shaking uncontrollably.

Lan Qingshuang's intuition was that something was wrong, so she put down the pigweed and walked over: "What's wrong? Did my sister-in-law say something wrong?"

Dong Muxiang's eyes turned red instantly and she looked at Lan Qingshuang.

"Sister-in-law, I'm scared, but I don't know what to say."

"I think I must be overthinking it, but I'm really scared."

Lan Qingshuang hugged Dong Muxiang and said, "Okay, okay, it's okay. Don't be afraid. My sister-in-law is here. Tell her, what's going on?"

Dong Muxiang calmed down for a while, then whispered: "Sister-in-law, I think Cai Ling and Xu Guizhi were killed intentionally by Aunt Ye's family."

Lan Qingshuang's eyes widened instantly, how could that happen?

No matter how ruthless the cheap mother-in-law is, she will never kill someone, still in full view of the public.

"what??"

[Bad mother-in-law, killed her? 】

Lan Qingshuang tapped her daughter's little nose angrily, not wanting to join in the fun.

The villain avoided her mother's hand, looked straight at Dong Muxiang with her big eyes open, waiting for her to continue.

Dong Muxiang didn't see the little gossip's eyes. She finally said what she had been holding in her heart. She felt much more relaxed, and the rest of her words were also easier to say.