Travel through time and become the wronged stepmother

Chapter 160 Ning Tang dotes on his wife sweetly, Wenzhu confesses his love for the first time

But if Jiang Luorou wants to know, she can pay a little attention these days.

Jiang Luorou looked at the sky and saw that it was already getting late. As a pregnant woman, Mrs. Zhao had better go back early to rest.

So he let the iron block drive the carriage back home.

As soon as Jiang Luorou helped Mrs. Zhao out of the carriage, Ning Tang, who was cooking in the house, heard a noise.

"But my Huiying is back. If that doesn't work, I have to go out and have a look."

Ning Tang hurriedly came outside the door wearing an apron and holding a spatula in his hand.

"Huiying, you're back! There are peeled oranges on the table. Remember to eat them when you go back later."

"Also, I specially stewed chicken soup tonight. You can drink it to replenish your body."

Seeing this scene, Jiang Luorou felt sad in her heart, wondering if she could find someone who could see her all the time.

Thinking of this, a faint smile appeared in her eyes.

He gently pushed Zhao with his hand and started joking.

"Hey, sister-in-law is so lucky! Come over quickly, otherwise the chicken soup will get cold."

"It doesn't matter if the chicken soup is cold, it will make Fourth Brother's heart cold, and that won't be good!"

After saying that, he didn't forget to give Zhao a look you know.

When Zhao heard this, she immediately felt ashamed and panicked. She angrily left "I will ignore you from now on." Then she turned around and returned to her hands.

It's fun and laughing here.

On the other side of Zhen's house, it was a different scene. Zhen Huairen was sitting at the table and listening to the reports from his servants.

"Master, master! It's not good, there is news from the old house this afternoon."

"Say! Say! Say the master's ancestral grave was dug up last night."

Upon hearing this, Zhen Huairen's blood surged up, and he felt dizzy and almost fell off the chair.

A girl of thirteen or fourteen standing next to him hurriedly supported him and kept stroking Zhen Huairen's chest.

This girl is Yunxiang, the eleventh concubine that Zhen Huairen has just taken.

This girl was pitiful. Because her family could not afford the high rent, she was dragged here by Zhen Huairen.

Yunxiang said with a hint of sadness: "Master, master, please calm down first. If you have something wrong with you, how will I live?"

With the warm and fragrant nephrite at his side, Zhen Huairen felt a little better.

He calmed down for a while and then continued to ask: "So, has the thief been caught?"

When the servant heard this, he immediately lowered his body.

His body trembled slightly and he said with a trembling voice: "Return to me, sir, the thief has not been caught."

This time Zhen Huairen couldn't bear it at all, and the anger welled up in his chest.

He stood up and overturned a table of food to the ground, "You bastard! Who did this? Who did it? Don't let me find out."

Then he walked step by step towards the servant who was coming back and forth, staring at the servant.

"You bitches, useless bitches, you can't even catch a person, what are you doing here?"

Then he beat and kicked the servant, who was afraid that he would anger his family.

He didn't dare to move and allowed Zhen Huairen to beat and scold him for about a quarter of an hour.

The servant fell to the ground motionless, his body covered in blood and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Zhen Huairen stopped panting and said, "Someone, please take this useless slave down."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door creaked and someone opened it from the outside.

Three or five strong men came in and dragged the servant down.

Then a group of people came in to clean up the fallen dishes and blood stains on the ground.

Zhen Huairen didn't care about this and hugged his new concubine Yunxiang.

Walking out of the hall, I don’t know where I went to be happy.

The servants who came in to clean up saw that their master had gone away, so they gathered together and whispered.

"Is this the first one you've pulled out this month?"

"It's the fourth one!"

"Hey, I don't know when this day will end!"

In the blink of an eye, the next morning, there was still a lot of discussion on the streets of the county town.

"Hey! Have you heard? Zhen Mansion has been stolen."

"Brother, your news is out of date. The latest news is that the graves of the Zhen family's ancestors have been dug up."

"I don't know which good person did this. It's really satisfying."

Shuo Feng, who was walking on the street, felt extremely proud when he heard these words.

"It's me, it's me, it's me, I'm the little hero Shuo Feng who does good deeds without leaving a name."

At this moment, Jiang Luorou came to the vegetable field that she had been thinking about and checked her sweet potato seedlings.

She saw the sweet potato seedlings growing well in the field, and wondered if she should remove the oil paper?

After some careful consideration, Jiang Luorou came up with a compromise.

He picked up a knife and cut a few small holes in the oil paper, and then removed the oil paper covering the sweet potato seedlings.

After Jiang Luorou did all this, he had nothing to do and spent his days chatting with the workers in the workshop.

However, such good days did not last long, only two days had passed.

There was a group of government officials with knives, ready to come here to collect taxes.

These government officials had all received benefits from Jiang Luorou, so they didn't do anything difficult.

After briefly checking the account books, I saw that the taxes were paid on time and then I left on my own.

Jiang Luorou placed a piece of silver in his hand, which was the hand of one of the yamen servants.

"I'm sorry for bothering you, brother, to make this trip. I'd like to accept your kindness. I'll treat you as an invitation to tea."

Jiang Luorou sorted out her days. Tomorrow is the annual Flower Festival on February 2th.

Presumably the private school will also have a few days off, and the peach blossoms at Zhuangzi are in full bloom.

It would be better if we all get together to enjoy the flowers and chat, "Well, that's settled then."

After having lunch, Jiang Luorou ordered the iron block to hitch the carriage, and the two of them rushed towards the shop in the warm spring breeze.

At this moment, Wenzhu, who had unrequited love, waited silently for more than two months.

Finally, I got a chance to chat with Ning Xiaoliu. There were so many people coming to eat today, and it didn't take long for all the food to be sold out.

The shop was cleaned up early, and there was still time before Mo Niang's lecture.

Ning Xiaoliu took advantage of this gap to sit at the counter and read his favorite book.

At this time, Wenzhu saw Xiao Liuer sitting there quietly, and knew that this was a good opportunity to strike up a conversation.

Wenzhu tidied his clothes first, and what you thought was the most handsome appearance appeared in front of Xiao Liu'er.

The thought of striking up a conversation with the girl he loved made Wenzhu inevitably feel a little nervous.

So much so that his voice was a bit stuttering when he spoke. After a long silence, he finally plucked up the courage to speak.

"Xiao, Xiao Liu'er, can you chat with me for a while?"

When Xiao Liuer saw someone calling her, she came back to her senses and closed her book.

He looked up at the person who was speaking and saw that it was Yan Wenzhu.

He put down his book and looked at Yan Wenzhu with a faint smile.

"Okay! I wonder what you want to talk about?"

Yan Wenzhu felt happy when he saw Xiao Liu'er smiling at him.

"Maybe she likes me too!" He thought, and he became a little more courageous without realizing it.

So he said with a trace of hope in his heart: "Xiao Liu'er, have you ever been married? If not, can you consider me for an afternoon?"

"Don't worry, I will treat you well all my life. You will be the only one in my life and I will never take a concubine."