Rebirth: Peasant Girl is Good at Farming

Anyone has a little bit of privacy. Since Tang Yi was unwilling to say and had Ah Wang watching over him, nothing would probably happen to him.

After leaving the shop, he received news from Zhong Yang's side, saying that it was Qian Hu who was mentioned.

Ning Yan was completely relieved.

He followed Chen Huo back to the village.

Ning Yan rested for a while. The next day, when the chickens were crowing, Ning Yan walked out of her room.

He happened to see someone pushing the door.

"So early?"

"Yes, Teacher said that we should not be too drowsy."

"Then run around and fight." Ning Yan waved her hand and ran out of the room with more than one step ahead of everyone else.

In one breath, they had run halfway up the mountain. The air had thinned out a bit. The sun was born, and fog filled the air. The mountain forest now had a touch of fairyland beauty.

The persimmon on the mountain was still green, if it turned red, she could pluck it off and peel it to turn the persimmon cake. Looking at the green coloured persimmon, Ning Yan started to imagine living around the stove eating the persimmon cake.

"Let's go back."

Lowering her head to look at her perspiring body, Ning Yan called out and they both ran down the mountain.

When he got home, the sky was already bright.

Inside the kitchen, Zhou Yi was cooking and breathing in the smell of the white rice. Ning Yan quickly washed his hands and walked towards the kitchen.

Zhou Yi was a rough guy who made something, but it could only be eaten.

There was still time. Ning Yan naturally would not let her stomach suffer.

After breakfast, she still held onto Wu Baoshi's hand and walked towards the Mr Xue.

Ning Yan then brought Chen Huo to the mountain cabin.

As long as he controlled the temperature of the fermentation, all that was left was to preserve the wine.

There was nothing more suitable than being buried under a tree. The two of them busied themselves on the mountain for a day, the sunset's rays shining on the ground.

Ning Yan used the Mountain Spring Water to wash her hands. As she walked down the mountain with Chen Huo, the veins on her forehead continuously popped out, causing her eyelids to constantly twitch. It was only when she arrived at the door of her house and saw the Bai Family Second Madam again that she realized why her heart was unsettled.

Mrs Bai was sitting on the horse carriage, forcing out a smile. When she saw Ning Yan, she immediately got down from the horse carriage, "I never thought that Lady Ning would actually know those nobles in the capital, no wonder you do not pay attention to Bai Family."

"Second Madam must be joking. We should compare notes when we do business."

"That's right. I heard that you are going to marry a cripple, rush the autumn harvest, and move away the good news. I can invite the main book to marry you."

"…" Once a woman had a falling out, there was no beauty that could be described with words.

"No need to trouble Second Madam."

"What, could it be that you want to break the engagement? So many people in the county have heard of it, and you didn't say that you wouldn't marry even if you didn't want to."

"Is this all the Second Madam has?" Ning Yan rolled her eyes.

The Lame Yang had long since thought of Ning Wan'er. Let's not talk about whether she would marry, that coward Cripple definitely wouldn't dare to marry.

"It doesn't matter what methods he uses to control you." The Mrs Bai said, and the corner of her mouth curled into a smile.

Wet Nurse Bai stood by the side of the carriage, not even daring to speak.

"Is that so?" Ning Yan walked to the Mrs Bai and continued to speak: "Then whatever skills you have, just use them. I won't be faking anything if I don't break the law, and I will end up with the title of unfilial son. There is no written rule in the law that unfilial deed will be executed, at most, it will make my reputation a little worse. "But reputation is something that people always do."

After Ning Yan finished speaking, he turned around and walked back home, closing the door at the same time.

Second Madam's face instantly darkened. When she came over, in order to make Ning Yan look bad, she did not hide anything at all, and now there was a circle of people surrounding the small yard with the white wall.

When they heard the Mrs Bai mumbling, they became extremely annoyed.

Amongst the crowd, Ning Wan'er was standing behind Ning Zhaohui. When she saw Second Madam, her little face immediately turned white.

Second Madam was indeed good-looking, but when Ning Yan saw her, she was shocked. Let alone Ning Wan'er, Ning Wan'er was at most a little pear flower that was ready to bloom, facing the Mrs Bai's romantic attitude. All of a sudden, negative feelings of inferiority and guilt surged up her heart.

When she saw that Ning Yan was not even the least bit afraid of Mrs Bai, her eyes started to spin.

Ning Zhaohui also stared at Mrs Bai, he had never seen such a beautiful woman before.

Mrs. Xu was also beautiful, but she was too timid, and her temperament could not support her looks. At most, she would just take one more look.

But Second Madam was different, no matter how angry she was, when she raised her eyebrows, the people's hearts would feel itchy.

He couldn't wait to rub the other party into his heart and adore him.

Thinking about it this way, Ning Zhaohui began to lose control and show his respect to the Second Madam.

Looking left and right, those who were often together all stood together with their waists slightly bent, and a hint of red appeared on their dark cheeks. They raised their eyebrows and gave each other a look of understanding.

When the Second Madam sensed the malice of these villagers, she was so angry that her chest rose and fell.

In this era, there was a certain amount of logic to being a male, unless a female could be domineering, allowing others to give birth to such random thoughts.

Or...

Second Madam should be sitting inside her room and giving orders. If she were to sit inside a house and spread out the aura of having control over other people's lives, then no one would have the thought of desecrating him.

However, the Second Madam had personally come to the village. The atmosphere in the village couldn't support her arrogance, so it became a joke.

Second Madam raised her eyebrows, and behind her, two big and sturdy women came out. She rolled up her sleeves and walked towards the crowd of people, and with a wave of her arm, the Lame Yang was carried out.

"You are the Lame Yang?"

"Yes, yes." Lame Yang raised his head slightly. His skin was whiter than the rest of the people in Second Madam. His entire being, especially that piece of chest, was stirred up.

"Bastard."

"Right, right. This little bastard." As the Lame Yang spoke, his nose grew hot and two scarlet red streams of liquid flowed out.

Four months ago, he had changed Elder Mrs. Lee's wife. Who knew that he had not gotten her wife, but she had almost fallen into a tigress' trap. Since he had no money on hand, he had never gone to the county's fence.

The weather was naturally getting hotter.

He had been provoked and was bleeding profusely from his nose.

"…" Second Madam was so angry that she couldn't say anything.

This cripple was offending her!

"Hurry up and marry this fiancée of yours home. You must know that our Xuanzhao's population is too small. As his subjects, we must do our best."

After saying that, the Second Madam returned to the carriage.

Only after the strange looks from her surroundings disappeared did Second Madam feel better. She lifted the carriage's curtain and glanced at the people outside.

Facing the covetous eyes of the man beside Ning Wan'er, Second Madam flashed a look of disdain. This man was really full of scum, without a doubt.

If these people were servants of the mansion, she would have gouged out their eyes just by looking at them.

After the carriage left, Lame Yang was still in a daze. As he wiped the blood from his mouth, his head began to feel dizzy. Soon after, his vision turned black, and he could no longer see anything.

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