Chapter 2 See Zhang Li again

"Get up, why are you pretending to be dead for me!"

Yang Xuqiu was kicked in the back and woke up from his coma in pain.

"Mom, I don't think she looks pretending." The more she hears, the more familiar the sound, it looks like Nian's voice.

Zhang Li twisted Nian's arm hard and cursed, "Is there any part of you, a bitch, to speak?"

She slowly opened her eyes. She hadn't seen them for more than ten years. Unexpectedly, she was the first to meet them after her death.

This is not right! The appearance of Zhang Li and Nian in front of me is no different from when I was still here twenty years ago.

Yang Xuqiu grabbed Nian's leg and asked excitedly regardless of the soreness all over his body: "What year is this year!"

"Twenty-nine years."

Nian was puzzled, she wouldn't have burned her brain.

The 29th year of Zhenghe was the year when he was retrieved by the Yang family.

I don’t know if I pity her for being too bitter in her previous life, so I let her live for a lifetime. She will never repeat the tragedy of her previous life in this life! None of these villains, such as Song Jingyu and Yang Han, will escape!

The burning hatred in Yang Xuqiu's eyes scared Nian.

Zhang Li snorted coldly and said, "I choked a few sips of water from the well and pretended to be stupid and didn't work? You are a fool when you are me? Get out of here and go to work!"

Zhang Li is Zhang Guang's wife. In the past ten years when they were adopted by them, Yang Xuqiu was beaten and suffered many crimes, but compared to the suffering in his previous life, what is this!

Yang Xuqiu didn't say anything, staring at her coldly, her eyes as if they were poisoned.

In an instant, Zhang Li felt a sense of pressure, which was a deterrent force from the superiors, but how could this girl feel like this?

Could it be that she had hit a ghost? She shook her head and looked at Yang Xuqiu again and had already returned to her previous timid appearance.

"Yes, I'll go now."

A hero will not suffer any loss in front of him.

She stood up and felt extremely heavy.

The father and son of the Zhang family came back in a state of alcohol. Zhang Guang kicked the door and said loudly, "I'm back, hurry up and wash my feet!"

Zhang Li came out and said, "Why are you yelling? I'm going to the village chief's house for a drink and coming back so late. Maybe I'm going to have a private meeting with the little widow at the east end of the village!"

"What are you doing?" Zhang Guang pushed Zhang Li's house away and went into the house.

When Zhang Li saw the son following him, he immediately smiled.

Nian carefully helped Zhang Xing into the house and served him to take off his shoes and socks.

She was afraid of him. Although he seemed honest and taciturn on weekdays, he seemed to have changed every night, always making fun of forcing and beating her. After being bought, she had no good land on her body.

After drinking today, Nian became even more scared.

Zhang Xing ignored these things. He drank today and was thinking about having fun with the woman.

The woman's screams kept coming, and she was very frightened.

It was just dawn and the chickens cried once. Yang Xuqiu had already gotten up after he had slept for two hours.

She prepared breakfast neatly and brought the pig food to the pigpen to feed the pigs.

Zhang Li whispered to Zhang Guang: "Master, do you see if this girl is getting more and more tidy?"

Zhang Guang also turned his gaze to Yang Xuqiu's face, nodded and said, "It's good."

"You said that we have raised her for more than ten years, and we should give her food and clothing. She should give us some rewards."

Zhang Li said this as if Yang Xuqiu grew up in her family with great beauty.

Zhang Guangxin moved and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"How about he said he was a concubine for our Guanger? It seems that the star of the Sangmen would not have given birth to it." In fact, she had already thought about it, but because Yang Xuqiu was young before, even if Zhang Xing was married, she would not be able to give birth to a child.

This Zhang Li is a jealous woman. On weekdays, Zhang Guang often takes a big fuss with other women.

Zhang Guang was so depressed that he couldn't say anything. He buried his head and took a few mouthfuls of food and said, "You can do whatever you want."

Thinking that he would be able to hold his fat grandson soon, Zhang Li's face was about to burst into laughter.

Yang Xuqiu was furious by her eyes, and she also knew that what the two of them were decisively not a good thing.

"My grandma Li, I'll get rid of the weeds in the fields. The wheat is about to be harvested, so don't affect the harvest." Yang Xuqiu found an excuse to leave.

The Zhang family’s land is at the east end of the village and has to pass the most lively road on weekdays. In the past, she always lowered her head when she walked, avoiding the language and eyes of those people’s discussions.

Now she is holding her head up and her innate sense of dignity separates her from these people in the village.

"You see, isn't that a girl from the Zhang family? Why do you feel that she is different from the previous one?"

"Yes, actually, look carefully and she looks more beautiful than the girl from the village chief's family."

"No matter how beautiful it is, he is still a wild girl of unknown origin. Maybe it was a prostitute who didn't want to give birth to a money-lossing guy."

All these low murmurs reached Yang Xuqiu's ears. She walked over as if she hadn't heard it, and didn't even give them one look. There was nothing to bother with these people's sour words.

After turning the corner, the little widow Wu appeared in front of Yang Xuqiu.

Although her clothes are not very expensive, her clothes have been modified, not as wide as ordinary farm clothes. Instead, they just fit on their body, with a plump buttocks and a thin waist. Although they are not outstanding in appearance, they are also very attractive.

This is Widow Wu who is always spoken by Zhang Li.

Seeing her holding a hoe in her hand, Yang Xuqiu said, "Aunt Wu, you go to the field too, let's go together."

Seeing that she was so enthusiastic, Wu didn't want to be cold-faced, so he just nodded and responded.

Yang Xuqiu was like a chirping bird, constantly talking. At first, Wu had a random response, but later he became more impatient.

She said annoyed: "You have a lot of work, go quickly, or you will be beaten."

Yang Xuqiu then woke up from a dream and said, "Aunt Wu is right. I have to go to work soon. Mr. Zhang said that after collecting the wheat this year, he would renovate the house."

Renovating a house is a considerable amount. When Wu heard this, he rolled his eyes and said disdainfully: "Will Zhang Guang have the money to renovate the house?"

"What's impossible? I saw more than a dozen gold bars in the wall pit of his bedroom before, all of which were left by his ancestors. Look, this bracelet was given to me by him."

Yang Xuqiu took out the bracelet that he stole from Zhang Li's dowry and showed it to her.

Although it was just a thin silver bracelet, Wu believed what she said. "Why didn't Zhang Guang renovate the house before?" Even Zhang Xing had to get married.

Yang Xuqiu pouted and said, "I can't tell you this."

Wu whipped out of his arms for a while, took out a piece of candy he brought from the village chief’s banquet yesterday and said, “Good boy, tell me about it, I’ll give you this piece of candy.”

When Yang Xuqiu saw this candy, she looked close to Wu, and wanted to look around and make sure that there was no one around and whispered: "Master Zhang said that Li Niang is a shrew, and she wants to divorce her and marry another one. Half of the money is used as a betrothal gift and half of the house is built."

I'm afraid the village chief's family can't find a few gold bars. The first two generations of the Zhang family are indeed the best rich men in this village, so it is probably not impossible to leave these furniture.

Yang Xuqiu took the candy and looked at Wu who was still trance and said, "Don't say it was what I told you, otherwise I would be beaten to death."

Wu said with a smile on his face: "How could it be?"

She also wants to be grateful to her. If she could marry Zhang Guang, the gold bar would be his own? Although the guest on her bed is the village chief now, he doesn't want to give himself a title. It's better to find a way out for him while he is still old.
Chapter completed!