Chapter 8 Stealing People
Jiang Tanyue knows exactly what old lady Jiang is planning.
First point out her mother's beauty, which made the women in the village envious and jealous, and no longer came to help with the mentality of "superior pity" as before.
Furthermore, framing her mother to remarry, so that men dare not take this muddy water.
Next, it's time to persuasion. The two sisters have such an undisciplined mother, and it will be difficult for them to marry in the future. She is the grandmother of the two of them. The Zhang Dabao at home is pretty good, and his family is well off, just marry and wait to enjoy the blessings...
Sure enough—
Things are developing as she expected.
Jiang Tanyue's palms were sweaty and slippery.
The back was already wet, and the skin was stuck together with the coarse clothes, making it very uncomfortable and itchy.
"...When you get married... and your sister... The Bai family is a big family. Your father can earn money to honor the family just by working as a part-time job. You can become a maid, and you will be more popular... It's okay if you don't... follow grandma Go back, it's better than your mother hides the white rice and white noodles for you to eat wild vegetables..."
Half of the bun was digested during work.
Hungry.
Return the gas.
My brain is buzzing.
Excessive nervousness and excitement caused adrenaline to soar and excessive energy consumption, Jiang Tanyue couldn't hold on anymore.
Suddenly seeing Mrs. Jiang's smile flashed, Jiang Tanyue had a bad feeling.
The broken yard is only surrounded by a fence, and the gate is like a decoration, and the crowd gathers around to watch the excitement.
There were also some persuasive words of persuasion, and there was no need for Mrs. Jiang to do anything. Qian Zhenzhu, Jiang's second daughter-in-law, would be able to top three of them.
No one wants to mess with Lao Jiang's family.
The village head was not there, so the situation was deadlocked.
Not right.
Mrs. Jiang's usual method is to cry, scream and curse. Why are you beating around the bush today?
Oops.
She's at…
"She's stalling for time." The woman's low voice came from behind, "The **** from the Zhang family who wants to marry you must have been called. Women value reputation. If he comes to **** someone, he will cook raw rice... you Thin and nimble, he climbed through the fence and left, and immediately ran up the mountain..."
Jiang Tanyue was surprised, this delicate lady not only has a brain, but also thinks about her, which is really rare.
It's just, late.
The Zhang family did come directly to **** people.
Jiang Tanyue's hair was disheveled, and the strands of hair were stuck to her face with sweat, and the corners of her dry lips were turned white and began to crack and bleed.
She could even clearly feel the sound of the wound opening.
There is a limit to the mercy of the villagers.
Sure enough, interests are the most popular.
Zhang Dabao is the only son of the Zhang family. If you want the wind, you can get the rain. The old couple of the Zhang family are honest and willing to work, and their savings are more than most of the villagers in Huxi Village. Otherwise, how could they give fifty taels of silver to Mr. Jiang? Ma'am, just to marry Jiang Xiaohua to Zhang Dabao.
That’s fifty taels!
In ancient times, when meat buns cost only three Wen, fifty taels could make the villagers jealous.
But as long as there is a half-human family, they will not marry their daughters.
Most people know what Zhang Dabao is.
Each of the three daughters-in-law can stay, one died, the other went crazy, and the other ran away. For such a family, if they marry their daughters, they just throw their daughters into the fire pit!
But now, the man with vicious eyes and the death of three daughters-in-law stepped into the small courtyard, and asked Mrs. Jiang: "Is this Xiaohua? This face looks good, but it's a little too thin. It’s not good to have a son.”
"Just take care of it." Mrs. Jiang grinned, baring her teeth.
The two were talking, but neither of them looked at each other, they were all staring at the little girl.
(end of this chapter)