Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 9125 I don't want it anymore
Jiang Xianjun had been urging Zheng Xiaoqin to calm down, but Zheng Xiaoqin couldn't calm down, and couldn't calm down.

Jiang Xianjun had no choice but to rush up and hug Zheng Xiaoqin tightly from behind to prevent her from destroying the things in the house.

As a result, Jiang Xianjun's face and neck were severely scratched by Zheng Xiaoqin with a few finger marks.

In the end, Zheng Xiaoqin put the broken pillow on Jiang Xianjun's head, then pushed him away, and the two faced each other, staring and panting.

At this moment, Jiang's mother's voice sounded outside the window, saying that Jiang Xianjun was in this world, and her old mother was the only blood relative...

Zheng Xiaoqin suddenly smiled.

Said to Jiang Xianjun: "Did you hear that? The person closest to you in this world is outside the window, and you are the only blood relatives."

"So, my daughter has nothing to do with you, and you have no right to think about my daughter!"

Jiang Xianjun frowned, "Xiaoqin, don't say that, Lan Lan is my own daughter, and it's true when she walks to the sky, her facial features are exactly the same as mine!"

The daughter of Jiang Xianjun and Zheng Xiaoqin is called Jiang Lan.

Yang Ruoqing helped marry this name.

In Changping Village, many families gave birth to daughters, and they would like to bring a few eggs to the Luo family, asking Yang Ruoqing to help her find a name.

Because in their view, Yang Ruoqing is a leader among women, and asking her to help with a name may be a blessing to her.

In the future, the girl from my family can do something, even if she doesn't, Yang Ruoqing helped to choose this name, and she can get close to Yang Ruoqing and the Luo family.

Zheng Xiaoqin sneered, "I didn't say it, it was your mother who said it. You are the only blood relatives, so you have nothing to do with Lan Lan."

"My mother doesn't understand anything, she's talking nonsense." Jiang Xianjun said excitedly.

Zheng Xiaoqin sneered: "Then do you dare to say these words to your mother face to face?"

"I..." Jiang Xianjun hesitated.

Zheng Xiaoqin shook her head, her eyes full of contempt.

"You don't have a bit of masculinity, you are really shriveled, you are not worthy to be my man, it is really embarrassing for Lanlan to have a father like you!"

She looked around, and stretched out her hand to Jiang Xianjun: "How much of the stolen ten taels of silver is left? Give it to me, it's my money, give it back to me!"

Jiang Xianjun looked at Zheng Xiaoqin's outstretched palm with a puzzled face.

"Xiaoqin, don't do this."

"I, I know that I did something wrong, but I have my own reasons. On my mother's side, I can't ignore her life..."

Zheng Xiaoqin interrupted Jiang Xianjun roughly: "So Lan Lan and I should drink northwest wind at home, right?"

"How is it possible?" Jiang Xianjun said, "There is still half a bag of rice at home, which weighs more than 30 catties, and there are about ten catties of wheat flour, and five or six catties of sweet potato flour."

"Red beans, mung beans, black sesame, white sesame, brown sugar are all available."

"Besides, there are vegetables in the vegetable garden, chickens, ducks, and eggs at home."

"There are still crops in the field..."

Hearing Jiang Xianjun recite a long list like an endorsement, Zheng Xiaoqin didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

He really knows everything about the family.

"How many eggs are there, and how many days can Lan Lan eat? You should have calculated it, right?" she asked.

Jiang Xianjun was startled, then shook his head vigorously.

"Xiaoqin, don't do that, I can't leave you mother and daughter alone! After a few days, I can comfort my mother, and I will definitely go back. I still have to take care of the crops in the field..."

"What about the water in the water tank at home? Are you still picky?" Zheng Xiaoqin asked.

Jiang Xianjun was at a loss for words again.

When the relationship between the two was good, he held her and the child in his arms, and promised to carry water for her for the rest of his life, thanking her for marrying him when he was at his worst, giving birth to a daughter, and helping him to support him. A complete home!
But now, what is he doing?

It had been five or six days since he had been out. Even before he left home, he filled the tank to the brim with one breath, but these five or six days had passed.

The two of them, the mother and daughter, are drinking water, and it is estimated that the water tank has also bottomed out.

Even if the water tank has not bottomed out, it should be replaced after using the water for so many days.

Jiang Xianjun lowered his head in shame, "I'm sorry Xiaoqin, I was wrong. Give me a chance and listen to my explanation, okay?"

"No, I won't listen, and I don't need it!"

Zheng Xiaoqin kept Yang Ruoqing's words in mind, gritted her teeth, and continued to put on a tough attitude.

"I came here today, not to arrest you, Jiang Xianjun, to go home. I came to ask you to get back the ten taels of silver. By the way, I will tell you that Changping Village has nothing to do with you, and my daughter and I have nothing to do with you.
From now on, you and your mother will live outside, Sister Qing'er will be a witness, and when you go back, you will find Li Zheng, your grandfather and your uncle, and remove you from the Jiang family! "

Jiang Xianjun's face was as pale as paper, and he almost went limp.

"No, no, not like that, absolutely not like that..."

Zheng Xiaoqin sneered, "I see that you and your mother live in such a nice house, you must have squandered all my money."

"For Lan Lan's sake, I don't want the ten taels of silver anymore, just treat it as feeding the dog!"

"But the house, fields, and children of Jiang's second room belong to me!"

"You, Jiang Xianjun, from this moment on, I announce that you are leaving the house, Sister Qing'er, you are my witness!"

Immediately outside the house, Yang Ruoqing's voice came: "Good job, I will testify to you!"

Zheng Xiaoqin kicked the broken pillow on Jiang Xianjun forcefully, flung himself and ran out of the room.

When she came to the door, she looked at Mother Jiang who was sitting on the ground in the yard crying and wiping her nose. She was cursing and said, "Living in such a place, why can't you get rid of your rustic nature? Turn back and let your Neighbors who are either rich or expensive hear it, aren’t they afraid of jokes?”

Mother Jiang's crying stopped abruptly, she raised her head and looked around.

Strangely, a few days ago, she could often see ladies with bright folds coming out to play. She wanted to find a chance to get close to them, but there was no chance. The servants chased them away.

But today, both Yang Ruoqing and Zheng Xiaoqin have been here to make trouble for a long time, why didn't they see half of them come out to watch the commotion?

Don't these rich people like to watch the excitement?

Only the women of farmers' families like to watch the fun?
She originally hoped that those people would come to watch the fun, but afterward, she happened to take advantage of people's novelty-seeking psychology, and chatted with them, and got in touch with them back and forth!
This is not to watch the fun!
"Don't rely on the ground, your son is your baby lump, I don't want your baby lump anymore, I keep it for you, are you happy now?"

Zheng Xiaoqin stared coldly at Mother Jiang on the ground and asked.

Mother Jiang was full of astonishment. She got up from the ground and looked at Zheng Xiaoqin very warily: "Really? You really don't want to compete with me? You said this. If you dare to go back on your word, you will rot your tongue!"

(End of this chapter)