Jin Qing looked sideways for a while before replying, "Take him away, don't let me see him again."
He smiled ferociously at Jin Qing, "Don't worry." He originally wanted to ask Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to help him get rid of his bad temper, so naturally he would not let go of the person who dragged him into trouble.
The ghost messenger walked to the tree, picked up the tasker, and left invisibly, heading straight for the underworld.
Before, when the women saw that the men were not in danger, they all gathered together to watch the excitement. They all went home to cook. They heard that there would be meat to share.
Even Ji Qianru sneaked back home after finishing the task. It was her first time to hurt someone. She wanted to find a place to calm down.
Seeing that Jin Qing's side was not busy, the village chief and his party were discussing how to divide the meat around the big tree.
Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, the meat they were about to share would disappear, leaving only empty branches.
The village chief and his group immediately started arguing about who had stolen their things.
For a while, a group of people accused each other and doubted each other, and then they started fighting together.
The men who were not fighting gathered in a circle and watched the fun, occasionally shouting "Hello".
As a fighting nation, they love fighting the most. They would arrange a fight every time they have nothing to do. What's more, now that they have lost food rations, they have to fight vigorously.
When no woman is present, no one will come to start a fight.
For so many years, when there was no entertainment, they just played around like this, living a comfortable life and doing whatever they wanted.
Jin Qing was so noisy by them that his head was in chaos. He raised his head and yelled, "What's the noise about?"
The Jiaize people have a bad memory when it comes to things, but they live by intuition, and their memory of villagers is not bad because they label people.
Previously, they labeled Axia as weak and incompetent. Axia lived with her mother and husband as a family of three and grew up in the village.
But now, they label Jin Qing as Axia, a woman who is violent, ferocious, and can grill meat and is suspected to be from her own tribe.
After hearing Jin Qing's shout, they spontaneously stopped what they were doing. First they looked at each other, and then looked at the people watching around them in confusion, "Why are we fighting?"
It seems that there is a very important reason for the fight that they have forgotten.
The onlookers looked confused and said, "We don't know either!"
Jin Qing "I'm going crazy."
The Jiaize family does not enter reincarnation. For them, death is equal to the next rebirth, and rebirth is new life. Therefore, few people want to remember something seriously.
This is also their free and easy way of survival.
Just as a group of people were studying here with confused faces, what exactly did they forget?
A crying voice came from the distance: "Xia'er, how could you treat my mother like this? You make my mother feel so cold!"
This voice was full of tears, and although it was soft and weak, it could ensure that everyone present could hear what she was shouting.
Seeing from a distance that Meng's head and arms were covered with thick gauze, running towards her staggeringly, Jin Qing could cry to this level among the women she had ever met.
It can be ranked in the top three!
Meng didn't know that her Axia had changed to a different person. Now her heart was full of feelings for Axia.
I hate this daughter and it has been suppressing her since she was born.
When she was first pregnant, everyone thought she looked like a son, so she ate and drank with ease in an effort to keep the baby fat and healthy from the womb.
But who would have thought that the baby was too big and would not be born at the end of the month. The midwife tried her best to take the baby out, but Meng's body was completely injured.
It's a pity that this child is a daughter.
Knowing that she could no longer have children, Meng was angry and unhappy, but she was still her only daughter. She did not do anything extraordinary to Mo Wanxia. Instead, she became even more wary of women, for fear that someone would approach her and harm her husband.
After the accident, on the way to escape, Mo Wanxia's obedience and sensibleness made the maids and women feel pity, and they would secretly give Mo Wanxia whatever good things they had.
When sleeping at night, she would take turns holding Mo Wanxia in her arms and comforting her softly.
This made Meng, who was crying every day, even more resentful. She was obviously the one who suffered a serious injury and needed comfort. What did that five-year-old child know? It was worthy of a group of people surrounding her.
After they entered the village, Grandma Fang and Mo Wanxia began to work every day to support the Meng family.
But Meng's hatred for Mo Wanxia was even deeper in her heart because this damn girl could only pretend.
It is clear that Aunt Fang is the main earner of the family, but this damn girl can't do much work, but she walks around the village with a basket on her back every day. As a result, she is labeled as a lazy person, and they really hate her.
At this time, Meng looked at Jin Qing with a hint of hatred in her eyes. This damn girl had always listened to her words. Why did she dare to be so cruel to her this time? Did she really break her brain after falling off the cliff?
Meng was thinking as she walked towards Jin Qing like a willow swaying in the wind.
Under the gaze of everyone, Meng's legs looked a little lame.
Meng was very disgusted with the villagers who were watching. She didn't want these lowly country people to watch the fun, but what she had to do now really couldn't be done without the help of these people.
Thinking of this, Meng's legs became even more lame. When he walked in front of Jin Qing, one foot was deeper and one foot was shallower. It seemed that the left and right feet were not of the same length.
Meng walked up to Jin Qing and shed tears before saying a word. Against the backdrop of the white bandages on her body, Meng's face looked even more pitiful.
Seeing that Meng was about to speak, Jin Qing quickly turned around, and sure enough, the village chief's face almost touched the back of her head.
Others quietly continued to watch the excitement around Jin Qing, as if this was their highest pursuit in life.
Within one day, Jin Qing suffered several stimulations from these idiots, and her spirit was on the verge of collapse.
Jin Qing turned around stiffly, just in time to face Meng's naughty face.
Although she is already an old lady, Meng obviously knows how to cry to make her look beautiful and make people pity her.
I saw Meng sobbing and saying to Jin Qing with resentment on her face, "Xia'er, mother is not to blame!"
Before Meng could finish her tolerant words, Jin Qing grabbed her hair and threw her out.
Meng was thrown far away by Jin Qing and hung limply on a tree in the distance. She only let out a sharp scream, and then there was no movement at all.
With the sound of slapping behind her, Jin Qing clapped her hands. Did she have a face that was easy to bully? Otherwise, why would everyone come to bully her? Jin Qing looked sideways for a while, and then
He replied, "Take him away, don't let me see him again."
He smiled ferociously at Jin Qing, "Don't worry." He originally wanted to ask Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to help him get rid of his bad temper, so naturally he would not let go of the person who dragged him into trouble.
The ghost messenger walked to the tree, picked up the tasker, and left invisibly, heading straight for the underworld.
Before, when the women saw that the men were not in danger, they all gathered together to watch the excitement. They all went home to cook. They heard that there would be meat to share.
Even Ji Qianru sneaked back home after finishing the task. It was her first time to hurt someone. She wanted to find a place to calm down.
Seeing that Jin Qing's side was not busy, the village chief and his party were discussing how to divide the meat around the big tree.
Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, the meat they were about to share would disappear, leaving only empty branches. ??
The village chief and his group immediately started arguing about who had stolen their things.
For a while, a group of people accused each other and doubted each other, and then they started fighting together.
The men who were not fighting gathered in a circle and watched the fun, occasionally shouting "Hello".
As a fighting nation, they love fighting the most. They would arrange a fight every time they have nothing to do. What's more, now that they have lost food rations, they have to fight vigorously.
When no woman is present, no one will come to start a fight.
For so many years, when there was no entertainment, they just played around like this, living a comfortable life and doing whatever they wanted.
Jin Qing was so noisy by them that his head was in chaos. He raised his head and yelled, "What's the noise about?"
The Jiaize people have a bad memory when it comes to things, but they live by intuition, and their memory of villagers is not bad because they label people.
Previously, they labeled Axia as weak and incompetent. Axia lived with her mother and husband as a family of three and grew up in the village.
But now, they label Jin Qing as Axia, a woman who is violent, ferocious, and can grill meat and is suspected to be from her own tribe.
After hearing Jin Qing's shout, they spontaneously stopped what they were doing. First they looked at each other, and then looked at the people watching around them in confusion, "Why are we fighting?"
It seems that there is a very important reason for the fight that they have forgotten.
The onlookers looked confused and said, "We don't know either!"
Jin Qing "I'm going crazy."
The Jiaize family does not enter reincarnation. For them, death is equal to the next rebirth, and rebirth is new life. Therefore, few people want to remember something seriously.
This is also their free and easy way of survival.
Just as a group of people were studying here with confused faces, what exactly did they forget?
A crying voice came from the distance: "Xia'er, how could you treat my mother like this? You make my mother feel so cold!"
This voice was full of tears, and although it was soft and weak, it could ensure that everyone present could hear what she was shouting.
Seeing from a distance that Meng's head and arms were covered with thick gauze, running towards her staggeringly, Jin Qing could cry to this level among the women she had ever met.
It can be ranked in the top three!
Meng didn't know that her Axia had changed to a different person. Now her heart was full of feelings for Axia.
I hate this daughter and it has been suppressing her since she was born.
When she was first pregnant, everyone thought she looked like a son, so she ate and drank with ease in an effort to keep the baby fat and healthy from the womb.
But who would have thought that the baby was too big and would not be born at the end of the month. The midwife tried her best to take the baby out, but Meng's body was completely injured.
It's a pity that this child is a daughter.
Knowing that she could no longer have children, Meng was angry and unhappy, but she was still her only daughter. She did not do anything extraordinary to Mo Wanxia. Instead, she became even more wary of women, for fear that someone would approach her and harm her husband.
After the accident, on the way to escape, Mo Wanxia's obedience and sensibleness made the maids and women feel pity, and they would secretly give Mo Wanxia whatever good things they had.
When sleeping at night, she would take turns holding Mo Wanxia in her arms and comforting her softly.
This made Meng, who was crying every day, even more resentful. She was obviously the one who suffered a serious injury and needed comfort. What did that five-year-old child know? It was worthy of a group of people surrounding her.
After they entered the village, Grandma Fang and Mo Wanxia began to work every day to support the Meng family.
But Meng's hatred for Mo Wanxia was even deeper in her heart because this damn girl could only pretend.
It is clear that Aunt Fang is the main earner of the family, but this damn girl can't do much work, but she walks around the village with a basket on her back every day. As a result, she is labeled as a lazy person, and they really hate her.
At this time, Meng looked at Jin Qing with a hint of hatred in her eyes. This damn girl had always listened to her words. Why did she dare to be so cruel to her this time? Did she really break her brain after falling off the cliff?
Meng was thinking as she walked towards Jin Qing like a willow swaying in the wind.
Under the gaze of everyone, Meng's legs looked a little lame.
Meng was very disgusted with the villagers who were watching. She didn't want these lowly country people to watch the fun, but what she had to do now really couldn't be done without the help of these people.
Thinking of this, Meng's legs became even more lame. When he walked in front of Jin Qing, one foot was deeper and one foot was shallower. It seemed that the left and right feet were not of the same length.
Meng walked up to Jin Qing and shed tears before saying a word. Against the backdrop of the white bandages on her body, Meng's face looked even more pitiful.
Seeing that Meng was about to speak, Jin Qing quickly turned around, and sure enough, the village chief's face almost touched the back of her head.
Others quietly continued to watch the excitement around Jin Qing, as if this was their highest pursuit in life.
Within one day, Jin Qing suffered several stimulations from these idiots, and her spirit was on the verge of collapse.
Jin Qing turned around stiffly, just in time to face Meng's naughty face.
Although she is already an old lady, Meng obviously knows how to cry to make her look beautiful and make people pity her.
I saw Meng sobbing and saying to Jin Qing with resentment on her face, "Xia'er, mother is not to blame!"
Before Meng could finish her tolerant words, Jin Qing grabbed her hair and threw her out.
Meng was thrown far away by Jin Qing and hung limply on a tree in the distance. She only let out a sharp scream, and then there was no movement at all.
With the sound of slapping behind her, Jin Qing clapped her hands. Did she have a face that was easy to bully? Otherwise, why would everyone come to bully her?