The fat peasant girl wants to counterattack

Yue Mingzhu pretended to take out a pack of poison pills from her sleeve, but she actually took them out from the space.

This is a poison that attacks regularly. You need to take the antidote every day. If you don't take the antidote for a day, you will feel pain and itching, which will penetrate deep into the bone marrow and make you unable to live or die.

This poison is a bit damaging, but it's just right for a family that's rotten to the core.

She grabbed each person's chin and stuffed poison pills into each person's mouth.

Seeing this, some people wanted to run away, but Yue Mingzhu strangled their necks with a whip and rolled them back. None of the group of people ran out of her hand, and in the end, everyone was fed poison.

"What did you feed us?"

"Ouch, vomit!"

Everyone was like a group of ducks, stretching their necks and digging into their throats, but they ate everything in and nothing came out.

There was a chilling smile on Yue Mingzhu's lips, "What you are doing in such a hurry, you will know soon."

Sure enough, after a while, the poison took effect, causing pain and itching. Everyone was rolling on the ground. Even Mr. Wang, who had vomited blood, was full of energy and rolled around on the ground.

"You bitch, you bitch, what did you give us to eat? You're a murderer of a thousand cuts." Mrs. Xin scolded her as she rolled.

Yue Mingzhu admired her very much for this. She felt so uncomfortable and even scolded others leisurely. This old woman was really not an ordinary person.

Hongying couldn't bear her daughter's discomfort and cried and begged: "Niece, Da Chun Erxi, they are still young and don't understand anything. They have done nothing wrong. Please spare them. Let us adults suffer whatever sins they have. What's the matter? Let the adults repay all debts.”

Xiao Xin also cried and begged: "Yes, yes, the child is innocent. Jinbao is still a child. Please spare him. Besides, I was married later and I didn't do anything to regret my eldest sister. It has nothing to do with me." ah."

Xiao Xin really felt that she was unlucky. She thought that she would be happy if she came to join her eldest aunt, but she didn't expect that she would suffer the same fate.

Yue Mingzhu disapproved of this, "The child is innocent? Where is the innocent? I think they are all born bad. Just now when your old man Wang Dashuan wanted to kill me with a pickaxe, you all saw it, right? Why didn't anyone say anything? What, why are you waiting for my blood to splatter on the spot!"

"This, this, how do they know this?"

Hongying argued forcefully, but she probably felt that it couldn't be justified, and she obviously lacked confidence.

Of course Yue Mingzhu knew that a child was innocent, and she never intended to be so cruel.

She originally wanted to observe it for two days. After all, it was Mrs. Xin and Wang Dashuan who did the evil in the first place. Even Tiezhu didn't feel sorry for her mother. Apart from those two old scourges, if the others were good, she would have plenty of them, so let them go. They are one horse.

But these people don't cherish it and want to seek death themselves.

Sure enough, dragons beget dragons, phoenixes beget phoenixes, and mice's children can make holes.

Children of bad seeds are also bad seeds. This is badness rooted in genes. There is no essential difference between being big or small. Some people are born with bad seeds and are born with bad factors.

If one of the people in the group could have warned her when Wang Dashuan hit her with a pickaxe, she thought she would have spared this person, but the result was obviously disappointing to her.

Yue Mingzhu said calmly: "I fed you poison. This is what happens when the poison attacks. But don't worry, as long as you take the antidote every day, you will be fine. Therefore, don't think about running away. You all know what it feels like when the poison attacks. , if you run away, without my antidote, you may not be able to survive or die. From now on, if I ask you to go east, you have to go east. If you dare to go west, you will suffer it yourself!"

After she finished speaking, she gave everyone an antidote.

Everyone hurriedly swallowed it, and the painful and itchy feeling subsided instantly.

As if they had narrowly escaped death, everyone collapsed on the ground, dripping with cold sweat, and did not want to move.

Can Yue Mingzhu let them rest?
With a swipe of the whip, the whip exploded in everyone's ears. They were so frightened that they got up and dragged their tired bodies to start working. They didn't dare to be careful anymore.

Even Jinbao, who had never done farm work before, was very good at hoeing, which looked much more pleasing to the eye.

Seeing that they were still sleeping well, Yue Mingzhu started reading again.Although she was reading a book, Yue Mingzhu had long developed the habit of seeing and listening in all directions over the years. Otherwise, if she could even get someone like Wang Dashuan, she would have died countless times.

"Mingzhu, Mingzhu, here I come." Xiao Jingyu walked happily towards Yue Mingzhu.

Yue Mingzhu: "..."

"Mingzhu, look what I brought you?" Xiao Jingyu took out an oil paper bag like Xianbao.

I can smell the sweet fragrance through the oil paper moon pearl, which is very tempting.

This is a bag of pastries, and it is her favorite osmanthus cake.

Xiao Jingyu opened the oil paper bag, took out a piece of osmanthus cake, and handed it to Yue Mingzhu: "Try it!"

In fact, he wanted to feed it to her mouth, but he didn't dare.

Yue Mingzhu took the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and took a bite.

The sweet-scented osmanthus cake seemed to be freshly baked, warm, soft and delicious, sweet but not greasy. It was better than all the sweet-scented osmanthus cakes she had eaten in her previous life.

Yue Mingzhu couldn't help but ask: "Where did it come from?"

Seeing that she loved to eat, Xiao Jingyu was extremely excited, as if he had been affirmed, "It's delicious, there are more here, I'll give them all to you!"

Just don't say where it comes from.

Yue Mingzhu laughed dumbly. It was probably a secret that couldn't be told, so he simply didn't ask.

She was just wondering how Xiao Jingyu knew that she loved sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

My sister-in-law is a good cook, but she doesn't know how to make pastries. Although she loves to eat, she doesn't want to cause too much trouble to others. Even her family doesn't know that she loves to eat.

Xiao Jingyu felt proud in his heart. Just look, he knew Mingzhu would like it.

He likes Yue Mingzhu, so he often observes her. As long as she is around, his eyes will always be on her.

Yue Mingzhu eats slowly, chews carefully, doesn't eat much, and doesn't eat a lot of anything.

But he discovered that when Mingzhu was eating cakes, a slight smile could not help but appear at the corner of her mouth. This was a sign of a happy mood. Although it was subtle, he still caught it.

And he also discovered that Mingzhu especially likes sweets.

Now is the season when sweet-scented osmanthus is in full bloom, and what could be more appropriate than sweet-scented osmanthus cake?
He doesn't know how to make pastries, but there are people who can.

If you want to ask who is the best cook in the world, it must be the imperial chef.

After discovering this little secret, he immediately sent his secret guards to the palace to find an imperial chef who was best at making pastries. The secret guards worked hard all night to bring the person out of the capital. The poor chef's bones were almost falling apart, and he died before he could even breathe. I was asked by His Highness King Huai to make a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and all the ingredients were prepared in advance.

The pastries are of course freshly baked and delicious, and the ones given to Mingzhu must be the best.

He went to work on the sweet-scented osmanthus cake early in the morning. The imperial chef lived in the town. As soon as the sweet-scented osmanthus cake came out of the pot, he carried it in his arms regardless of the boiling temperature and ran back to the village.

The sweet-scented osmanthus cake is still warm to this day.

I feel sorry for the imperial chef, he can finally sleep peacefully.

Thanks to [I Love Pandas] for the reward and all the cuties who voted for me. Today is a day full of energy, and I will update three chapters with vomiting blood and anger.