Chapter 7

Ling Zixuan's legs were already lame, but now that the weather is so cold, asking him to clear the road is too cold-blooded in this village.

Before meeting that Li Zheng, Ling Muer disliked him from the bottom of her heart. However, she is a newcomer, and she wants money but no money or power, so she can't fight against these local snakes at all. Living in this era, many things depend on these people. She can just leave, what about the Yang family and the rest of the Ling family? Now there is nothing else they can do except to endure this breath and find an opportunity to change the fate of their family.

Ling Ziyu ate chicken soup by himself after waking up. His clothes were used by Yang Shi to make shoes for Ling Mu'er. In such cold weather, he could only lie on the bed.

Ling Muer took Yang Shi to hide the unfinished half chicken and yesterday's rabbit. As for the rabbit today, she originally wanted to hide it, but it was useless to hide it because so many people saw that she had a rabbit. Instead of saying "There is no silver three hundred taels here", it is better to put the rabbit there. She wants to see who can steal her things.

"Damn it!" Wang's angry roar came from outside. "Bitch, how dare you snatch the rabbit from our Caiwei. Hurry up and return it to my old lady."

When Yang heard Wang's voice, her slender body couldn't help shaking. She held Ling Mu'er's hand nervously, and said tremblingly, "Mu'er, what should we do?"

"Mother, think about my little brother. If we give the rabbit to grandma, we will all go hungry. The people in the village have nothing to eat, and they will definitely go up the mountain to find food. There are so many people in the village, and everyone will share a little. I’m afraid I’ll be hungry for a few days. My little brother is still sick, so he can’t go hungry anymore. Would you like to give his life-saving food to others?” Yang is weak, meeting Wang is like a mouse seeing a cat . Every time Wang's voice rang, Yang had to submit obediently. But she is a mother, and she is sincere to her children. As long as the safety of the child is involved, she will become particularly firm.

Sure enough, when the originally pale Yang family heard Ling Ziyu's name, her weak eyes immediately became bright.

Mrs. Wang kicked down the gate yesterday, and the gate has not been repaired yet. Now she broke in, flung the door open, and knocked the door that kept out the cold wind to the ground.

With a bang, the door slammed down, making a loud noise.

Ling Muer frowned, and blocked Yang Shi behind her, using her slender body to protect the timid mother.

She looked at Wang sharply, and said lightly, "Grandma, we have separated. You always break into our house like this, and I can sue you for theft."

"Ha... bastard, what are you talking about? My mother is your grandmother, even if you are evacuated here, it should be. Stealing? You should sue! The current emperor advocates filial piety. Only if you are so unfilial, I can sue you Go to the yamen." Wang Shi obviously came prepared, her words were orderly and clear, and it was obvious that she had been trained.

As for who trained her, it was actually not difficult to guess. There is only one scholar in the whole village, and that is Zhuang Dalin. Only he can say such a thing.

"It's good that the emperor advocates filial piety. However, it also depends on whether the person is a qualified grandma. If you rely on the old and sell the old, regardless of the life and death of the descendants, even if the trouble comes to the Yamen, the county magistrate will give a fair trial." Ling Mu Er sneered: "I know the purpose of grandma's trip. Ling Caiwei is right, I do have a rabbit here. But I won't give you a piece of meat. No, I won't even give you the rabbit skin. You still die Get that heart out!"

"Bitch, I can't help you." When Wang heard this, she was furious. She started flipping around the room.

The family was impoverished. There wasn't any belongings in the first place, and she turned it around like this again, and even the only intact table fell apart.

There was a bang, and everything fell to the ground. She vented her anger, as if she had thought of something, she ran frantically to the kitchen.

"Where are the rabbits?" There are no rabbits in the kitchen. Wang was so angry that she stomped her feet, picked up the bowl on the stove and was about to drop it.

"If you fall, I'll ask you to give me back double. If you throw me a bowl, I'll take two of you. If you don't care, just fall." Ling Muer grabbed Wang's arm , a pair of cold eyes looked at her sharply.

"Mother..." Yang said tremblingly at the door: "August has been ill for a long time, if there is no more food to eat, she will die. You have to take pity on us, don't make things difficult for us anymore. When August grows up, she will definitely die. I will honor your grandma well."

"Bah! Look at the scumbags you gave birth to. One is crippled, the other is sick, and this is a loser. My mother expects you to be filial, even if you die, you won't be able to wait. If you really filial to me, With such a good thing, why don’t you want to send it over? It’s a bastard who is just pretending, only that bastard, the third child, will fall for your tricks.” With her hips on her hips, Wang cursed at Yang. She scolded badly, and scolded at Yang's dead point, which made Yang's face change and change again and again.

Ling Muer originally didn't want to argue with this old woman. But she went too far, her mouth smelled worse than the stones in the latrine. Her eyes flashed, and she said in Yang's ear: "I really admire you. At this juncture, I still have the mood to grab some rabbits. If I were you, I wouldn't be in the mood to eat dragon meat. After all, my daughter did it. If someone else finds out about such a scandal, where will you put your old face?"

Staring at Ling Muer, Wang said proudly, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Didn't Ling Caiwei tell you? It seems she didn't dare to tell you! Otherwise, why would she keep it from you?" Ling Muer crossed her arms and looked at Wang sarcastically. "When I came down the mountain, I accidentally saw Ling Caiwei and Zhuang Dalin on the mountain. I wanted to go over to say hello. I never wanted to hear the two of them talking. Talking about children... I feel strange. They don't seem to be married yet. Why did you suddenly mention the child? After speaking, Ling Caiwei vomited on the snow, just like when my mother was pregnant with my brother."

"Bitch! How dare you talk nonsense. My old lady tore your mouth." When Wang heard this, she felt anxious and angry. She rushed towards Ling Muer, but Ling Muer hid her.

boom! She sat down on the ground with shock in her eyes. At this moment, her face was blank, and she didn't have the strength to fight Ling Mu'er anymore.

Just now Ling Caiwei returned home angrily. She thought it was the young couple who had quarreled, so she went to ask Zhuang Dalin in the village for clarification. Ling Caiwei is her precious lump, she has only one daughter after giving birth to four sons, and she is still an old woman, so it hurts like something. If Zhuang Dalin dared to bully her, she would definitely make him look good.

When she found Zhuang Dalin, she found that there was a five-fingerprint on Zhuang Dalin's face. Seeing that imprint, Wang immediately understood that Ling Caiwei was willful. She exchanged a few words with Zhuang Dalin, and was about to go home, but she never expected to hear from Zhuang Dalin that Ling Mu'er got a rabbit. So she hurried over here.

"That dead girl..." How could Mrs. Wang care about any rabbits at this moment? It is not a trivial matter that concerns Ling Caiwei's reputation.

Wang came running angrily, and left angrily. For so many years, this is the first time that Wang left their home empty-handed.

Yang looked at Wang's leaving back in shock, and said to Ling Mu'er, "Mu'er, you used to be afraid of grandma, why aren't you afraid of her now?"

Ling Mu'er looked at Yang Shi and sighed softly: "Mother is afraid of her, brother is afraid of her, and father is also afraid of her. If I continue to be afraid of her, our family will really be eaten to death by her in the future."

The only person who is not afraid of her is Ling Zixuan. But Ling Zixuan couldn't stay at home all the time. Regardless of Ling Zixuan's limited mobility, he is responsible for the water and firewood at home.

Yang looks very old now, but it can be seen that his facial features are delicate, and he was a beauty when he was young. Of the three children she gave birth to, two sons are particularly handsome. As for her... Although I haven't seen her appearance, I know from the memory in my mind that she was considered a pretty little girl before. It's just that she is too poor and has no chance to dress up. She is just a little village girl born and raised.

"Mu'er, is what you told your grandma just now true? It's true that your little aunt is with the dealer's boy..." Yang frowned. "If it's true, don't tell it. Your little aunt's surname is Ling, and you are also surnamed Ling. If her reputation is damaged, you will also be affected."

"Mother, I don't care." Ling Mu'er sneered and said, "It's her who got the spine poked, not me. What does what she does have anything to do with me?"

"Stupid girl, why is it okay? You are all daughters of the Ling family!" Mrs. Yang pulled Ling Mu'er's arm. "Hey! I hope nothing happens."

After Wang left, Ling Muer and Yang cleaned up the room. The gate was destroyed again by Wang, and the two had to cooperate to repair the gate.

It wasn't until it was almost dark that Ling Zixuan came back with a tired body.

Ling Mu'er saw that his whole body was drenched, his body was frozen into a popsicle, his face was strangely pale, it looked like he had suffered a lot.

"Brother, I'll move the tub to your room, and I've prepared hot water in it, so you can soak in it first to warm yourself up." Ling Muer said to Ling Zixuan.

Ling Zixuan looked at Ling Muer in surprise, with a moved look in his eyes: "Thank you, little sister. Thank you for your hard work."

"Brother, don't say that. Go and warm yourself up, or the wound on your leg will flare up again, and it will hurt you enough. What's more, I will clear the road tomorrow, and you stay at home to take care of your mother and younger brother. Seeing what Ling Zixuan was going to say, Ling Muer interrupted him. "If you are sick, we have to find a way to make money to buy medicine. You know that this family can no longer afford the medical expenses, so don't be willful. I am a woman and my strength is limited. I think they will not embarrass me."

"Mu'er, brother has troubled you." Ling Zixuan showed a guilty expression. "If it weren't for my burden, everyone wouldn't have to live such a miserable life."

"Is this kind of life hard? I feel more comfortable than before. As long as our whole family loves each other, supports each other no matter what difficulties we encounter, and never leaves anyone, our family's life will get better and better." Ling Muer firmly Clenched fist.