I was killed by domestic violence, and I went crazy with barrage

Chapter 186: Scourge lasts for a thousand years (Zhao Hai's death countdown -5!)
Aunt Fang nodded, looking serious.

"That must be the reason."

They both suddenly felt as if they had benefited from Jiang Anning again.

A meal is a feast for the host and the guest.

After the meal, Jiang Guicheng took the initiative to help clean up the dishes.

Let the four women sit down and talk.

"Gui Cheng is a down-to-earth and steady kid who also knows how to care for others."

Jiang Xiu'e looked at Sui Ran with a smile: "You are so lucky."

"Gui Cheng is pretty good." Sui Ran was quite satisfied with her man.

When Jiang Guicheng passed by, he heard what his wife said and his ears turned red.

He went out of his way to help fill the water tank with water.

"We have to set up the stall in the evening, so we won't bother you. We'll come to see you another day when we have time. Don't think we're annoying then."

Aunt Fang stood up and said a few polite words. Jiang Xiu'e knew that they were busy with other things, so she naturally did not try to keep them.

No matter what, they were asked to take back some of the gifts that Jiang Anning bought, such as the braised donkey meat and snacks.

"This is a gift from Miss An Ning. How can we take it?"

Aunt Fang refused and refused to take it no matter what.

Besides, there is no rule that you should give away all the gifts given by others in front of the gift giver.

Especially among those who took it back, there was one named Jiang Anning.

She looked at the two packets of braised donkey meat stuffed in her hands and felt really at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

Jiang Xiu'e immediately frowned: "Since she gave me this gift as a token of respect, what's the problem with me giving it back to my younger generations?"

As he said this, he looked at Jiang Anning.

"Of course no problem!" Jiang Anning quickly expressed his opinion with a flattering smile.

Jiang Xiu'e looked at Aunt Fang and said, "Or are those things you just said just to please me, an old woman, and in fact, you don't even want to treat me as a real relative?"

"How could that be possible!" Aunt Fang quickly denied.

Sui Ran also said: "How could that be? You are just like my great-grandmother."

Only then was Jiang Xiu'e satisfied.

"Then take all the things quickly." He waved his hand and sent them away: "Alright, alright, stop being polite here, hurry up and go home. Didn't you say you have to set up the stall later? It's getting late now, go back and get ready, don't delay the business."

Aunt Fang and the others were a little helpless, but they didn't refuse anymore.

We all just thought at the same time that if we get something delicious or fun in the future, even if it's just a few wild mushrooms picked in the woods behind the mountain, we must share half of it with others!
Human relationships, that’s how they should be, with give and take, only then can they last long and be close.

Several people went back to their homes first.

We agreed to go to Jiang Anning's house later and use the kitchen.

Unexpectedly, later in the evening, the weather started to turn bad.

Sui Ran and his wife had just stepped into Jiang Anning's house with cabbages and squash picked from their own vegetable garden when a rumbling sound began in the sky.

The sky was originally clear, but in an instant, it was covered with dark clouds.

Soon, the sky became dark, as if entering a long night.

"Oh my god, it's going to rain thunder."

Aunt Fang looked at the sky which suddenly darkened, feeling worried.

"It seems that we can't get out of this stall today."

"Go home and rest early."

Sui Ran sighed, feeling very sad that he missed an opportunity to make money.

After a while, she suddenly exclaimed: "Oh, the clothes I washed last night are still hanging in the yard."

She was so anxious that she didn't even have time to say hello and ran home in a hurry.

Jiang Anning was also a little surprised by the sudden change in the weather. He looked up at the flashing lightning behind the dark clouds, feeling an oppressive feeling as if a storm was about to come.

But it seems to be a good thing?

She felt a little strange in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face. She just said to Aunt Fang and the others worriedly, "Aunt and Brother Guicheng should go back soon. It looks like there will be a heavy rain today. Don't let the rain block your way."

Jiang Guicheng nodded, followed Sui Ran's steps, and hurried home.

His home is quite some distance away from Jiang Anning's home.

The weather was changing so quickly that you never knew when the raindrops as big as beans would start to fall.

Aunt Fang was leisurely and helped put the kitchen back to its original state before going home.

He also reminded Jiang An Ning: "Looking at the weather, I'm afraid it will be windy and rainy. Be sure to check the doors and windows carefully and close them tightly. Don't go out."

As he spoke, he glanced at the small bamboo house that Jiang An Ning had built temporarily: "Don't live in your small bamboo house anymore. If it's not solid, it might be blown apart by the wind. That's very dangerous!"

"Go back to your room and sleep, remember?"

Aunt Fang gave everyone instructions on every detail, but she was still very worried, so she checked all the doors and windows in front of and behind the house herself to make sure they were all closed tightly. She then went to the kitchen and took out the snacks and marinated donkey meat that she had just brought from Jiang Xiu'e's house, and put them on the kang table in the house, fearing that Jiang Anning would be hungry in the middle of the night and, relying on being at home and not feeling sad, would brave the wind and rain to go to the kitchen to find food and then fall down.

Jiang Anning was really at a loss for words, but she did not refuse anyone's kindness.

Seeing that she had listened to him obediently, Aunt Fang went back home with peace of mind.

She still has a few old hens at home, and she has to take them back quickly.

In addition, he couldn't help but worry about Jiang Genshan who was working outside.

The weather changed suddenly, and I don’t know if this person will be able to come back in time.

If you are too late, don't run around randomly, especially don't run home stupidly in the wind and rain.

Aunt Fang was worried and felt that she had a lot to worry about that day.

Jiang Anning didn't have anything to worry about.

I brought some firewood into the house.

When he got close to the wall next to the Zhao family's, he stayed there for a while.

The two brothers of the Sang family agreed readily yesterday, but they did not come to see her today.

I don’t know, was he tripped by the sudden storm, or... did he regret it?
If you regret it, that won’t work!
Jiang Anning thought for a while and didn't pay too much attention to the Sang brothers.

Wait, there is something more important!
You have to prepare well.

She stopped at the door and looked at the dark sky which was still filled with lightning and thunder. She wondered when the rain would really fall.

After closing the door, she lit a fire and heated the kang.

Don’t think that the weather was still scorching hot just now. After it got dark, it was only hot for a short while, and then the wind blowing on people began to become icy cold.

After stuffing a few pieces of rough firewood into the stove and letting them burn slowly, Jiang An Ning stood up and poked the bird eggs on the kang.

"I don't know if you little things can break out of your shells alive."

I don't even know what this thing is.

She is quite looking forward to it.

Even though it was uncomfortably dark at this moment, it was not yet time to go to bed.

With nothing to do, Jiang An Ning thought of the three embroidery pieces she had promised to give to Mrs. An, so she simply set up the embroidery frame.

"It's really a bit off-topic."

She adjusted the embroidery frame, washed her hands again, and applied jasmine hand oil. She felt speechless.

"I almost forgot that I am still an embroiderer."

The last time I did embroidery was at the Jiang'an County embroidery competition organized by Sheng Yuewen.

After that, I didn’t completely stop embroidering, but I never did any serious embroidery work.

Of the four screens promised to Mrs. An, only one has been completed. If you want to complete the work on time as agreed, I'm afraid you really need to pay more attention.

The day is almost approaching.

Don't really slap yourself in the face.

Jiang Anning sat in front of the embroidery frame and took a while to adjust herself before she could really calm down and focus on the work at hand.

Generally speaking, double-sided three-dimensional embroidery requires the cooperation of two people to complete.

Two people, two needles, and two threads, embroidering their own patterns on both sides of a work at the same time, and assisting each other in returning the stitches.

In addition to having superb embroidery skills, the two embroiderers must also have sufficient tacit understanding and be able to work together.

It is very rare for a painting like the one presented to the palace by the Chaohuang Embroidery Workshop to be completed by two embroiderers, each working separately and completing her part first.

Also difficult.

If something goes wrong in the process, not only will the pattern on your side be ruined, but the one already embroidered by the other party will also be damaged.

It is also not easy for one person to do two needles like Jiang Anning.

The pattern she conceived this time was a picture of a raccoon catching a dragonfly and fishing.

In the front, a cat is catching a dragonfly landing on a lotus leaf.

The highlight is the dewdrops on the lotus leaves.

If you want to embroider the dewdrops realistically enough, the requirements for highlights and white space are very high.

The thread used should be extremely fine.

On the reverse side, a raccoon is seen touching a red koi carp by the pond.

It is similar to the bright spots of dewdrops hanging on lotus leaves.

The moment the little cat catches the red koi, ripples will appear on the water surface.

What she needs to do is to express this scene through embroidery, trying to simulate movement with stillness.

Originally, according to the agreement between her and Mrs. An, she would embroider while watching Miss An's cat playing around.

However, too many things have happened during this period of time.

Mrs. An didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but although she mentioned the matter of the four screens that day, she did not show the slightest intention of inviting her to her house to complete the work as agreed.

Even Mrs. An herself, with her family, took over the Chaohuang Embroidery Workshop without any hesitation.

If someone who didn’t know her saw her, they would think she was the owner.

Jiang Anning didn't want to fight an unprepared battle.

She planned to embroider the first three panels first, and after showing them to the person, she would ask whether he still wanted to provide the cat as agreed before.

If the other party accepts and approves the first three, it would make things easier for her.

If not...

Jiang Anning sighed.

Otherwise, she could only use her strength to stop the flood.

Ugh!
Just as she was concentrating on the embroidery, a loud noise suddenly came from the sky.

There was a dry and crackling sound.

It was as if something was suddenly broken.

Then there was a huge burst of light, and loud thunder struck continuously, almost illuminating half of the sky.

Jiang Anning couldn't help but swallow. He was really frightened by the strange phenomenon in the sky.

Even the movements of his hands came to a halt.

Fortunately, after a burst of intensive lightning and thunder, the sky seemed to have completed its mission and gradually returned to calm.

After a while, heavy rain began to fall rapidly.

Jiang Anning suddenly felt much more at ease.

But he soon became worried again.

The wind is as strong as a mountain being pulled out of the water, and the rain is as strong as a river bursting its banks.

In such a sudden storm, will she be able to go out safely?

The rain was even heavier and longer-lasting than anyone had imagined.

At least, Jiang Anning had finished embroidering almost one-fifth of the fan, and the rain showed no sign of stopping.
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Zhao Hai looked up at the sky and wanted to curse, but before he could even utter a word, he was swallowed by several large mouthfuls of rain water, which almost choked him to death.

He suddenly didn't dare to think about anything else and ran around hurriedly, looking for a place to shelter from the rain.

how...

He was really unfamiliar with this strange environment.

The heavy rain blurred his eyes and slapped his body, making him feel cold and painful.

He was soaked all over, shivering, and rolling and crawling all the way. He didn't know how many times he fell.

The fear of death enveloped him again.

After Zhao Hai fell down again, he wiped his face again and again, but the rain kept hitting his face and the more he wiped, the more water there was.

He sat on the ground, thought calmly, and decided to go back to the villa first.

Even if I were caught by those people again, it would be better than being beaten to death by a rainstorm in this godforsaken place at this moment!

Zhao Hai made up his mind and turned around and ran back without hesitation.

But he forgot one thing.

He fell countless times on his way out of the villa.

In the process of falling down, getting up, falling down again and getting up again, the direction had already changed countless times.

The direction he was running in now was exactly the opposite of the other courtyard.

Zhao Hai didn't notice anything wrong at first.

All I wanted was to run back to the villa as soon as possible to avoid the pouring rain.

But he clearly remembered that he had not been running for long, and he stumbled along the way, so he should not have run very far.

At this moment, it seemed as if he was running on a road with no end. No matter how hard he ran, he could not see the shadow of the villa.

thump!
When he slipped again and fell into the mud, he wanted to get up as before, but found that his whole body began to roll uncontrollably in some unknown direction.

"what!"

Zhao Hai screamed subconsciously.

The rain seemed to have its own thoughts and suddenly became heavier.

cough cough...

Zhao Hai choked on the water continuously and wanted to close his mouth, but he was instinctively afraid because his body was still rolling downwards.

He choked on the water and from time to time, either bumped into the sharp pebbles on the way or hit the protruding tree roots, vines, and thorns.

After a while, he had many hideous wounds on his face and arms.

The wound was constantly washed by the rain and gradually became swollen.

Due to the severe pain and the continuous hypothermia of his body, Zhao Hai felt his eyelids gradually becoming heavy.

His strong desire to survive made him eager to wake up.

However, there were more and more wounds on his body. Not only were they swollen due to the rain, but they also bled a lot.

In the end, Zhao Hai finally lost consciousness completely in his unwillingness and resentment.

boom!
Boom!
After hitting a huge rock, Zhao Hai, who had fainted and was unconscious, finally freed himself from the fall.

When I wrote the word "lightning", I was stunned for a moment. I was writing ancient Chinese, where did the lightning come from? What a lack of common sense author! Then I thought, there were thunderstorms in ancient times, so did they not call lightning lightning? (I went to study silently)