But why would Bai Ling be willing to lose the fruits of her hard work and become a pitiful and impoverished peasant girl?
She really wants to pretend to be dead like this, maybe there will be a chance to return to her own world...
When Bai Ling escaped and realized that his soul had passed away, Mrs. Bai rushed towards Bai Ling with a roar and slapped her hard in the face.
"Damn girl, if you want to die, wait until you enter the master's house before you die. If you dare to delay my making money, I'll see if I don't skin you! Get up quickly and leave now." Seeing that Bai Ling closed his eyes and said nothing,
Old Mrs. Bai was so furious that she grabbed Bai Ling's wrist and tried to drag her away.
"We must not be sold like this. I have studied Chinese medicine with my grandfather for more than ten years, and I am also a jade designer for a listed company. I don't believe that I will die poor in this ravine and be bullied by a group of elites." Bai Ling said silently, trying his best.
They want to control their bodies so they can resist.
Opening his heavy eyes, he saw two people with completely different looks. With the memory of the original owner, Bai Ling could recognize them both.
Before falling to the ground, Bai Ling opened his eyes suddenly and bit the old lady Bai's arm with all his strength.
"Ah!" Mrs. Bai threw away her hand and gritted her teeth in pain. She lifted up her sleeves and saw that there was already blood flowing from her sleeves.
"Bah." Bai Ling spat. This old lady was really not a clean person. The bite left a sour taste in her mouth.
After pushing herself forward and moving into the kang, leaving a safe distance, Bai Ling raised her head and looked at Bai Dashu, who always had a gloomy face.
"Uncle, are you just watching the work?" Bai Ling started to speak, only to realize that his throat hurt so much that his delicate brows couldn't help but wrinkle together.
"Damn it, what did you say?" Mrs. Bai pretended to hit Bai Ling, but was frightened by Bai Ling's cold eyes.
It's not that Bai Ling's eyes are so cruel, but that the original owner is weak and suddenly becomes tough, which really makes people accept his incompetence.
"I thought uncle was a sensible person, but today I found out that uncle is also very confused." Bai Ling knew who the real owner was, so he asked, "Uncle, are you really sure that you want to force me to marry my little boss?"
The original owner's uncle was sitting on the only stool in the room, wearing a fine cotton robe, his hair combed meticulously and fixed with a silver hairpin.
This kind of dress is definitely the first one in the village. It can be said to be a world of difference from the patchwork clothes here in Sanfang.
Just one glance made Bai Ling feel very disgusted with this uncle. He was definitely not a good person when he watched his brother being tortured so coldly and stepped on him.
Bai Dashu looked at Bai Ling with a dark expression. He noticed the marks on Bai Ling's neck, but he was dissatisfied with the niece who dared to look him in the eye and question him for the first time, and his face became darker.
"Bah! You bitch, why are you talking to your uncle? The Bai family has raised you for more than ten years. Now that you have been disowned, you will not be able to find a good marriage in the future. Who else can you marry if you don't marry the little boss?"
Before Bai Dashu could speak, Old Mrs. Bai took a sip, pointed her rough fingers on Bai Ling's forehead, and cursed:
"If I want you to marry me, you have to marry me. Otherwise, I will kick your whole family out and make you sleep on the street!"
"I don't want uncle to ruin his future, so it's best to shut up." Bai Ling glanced at Old Mrs. Bai indifferently. Although his voice was hoarse, it had a chilling air.
Mrs. Bai swallowed back her curse words under Bai Ling's eyes, and quickly glanced at Bai Dashu, fearing that she would cause trouble.
"It's not your turn to get married. My uncle also wanted to find a good match for you because of the poor conditions of your family." Bai Dashu said in the tone of a benefactor, but his expression was impatient and vicious.
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Bai Ling sneered, not believing Bai Dashu's lies at all.
Mrs. Bai has three sons. The eldest son works as a shopkeeper in a restaurant, and the second son works as a housekeeper for a landlord's family.
Because these two brothers are 'capable', and when something good happens but it's not convenient for them to catch it, they will think of each other first, and it will never be Bai Sanshu's turn.
"There are no outsiders here, so why would uncle say such lies? If uncle really wanted to help our family, not to mention getting some money for relief, he should have asked Nai to get a few more acres of land according to the rules when the family was divided, or stopped Nai from coming to us.
Just take things home." Bai Ling smiled sarcastically.
Although Bai Ling had not sorted out the memory of the original owner, he still knew the general situation.
Seeing Bai Dashu's face darken, Bai Ling continued nonchalantly: "I'm afraid your boss's youngest son won't survive this year, right? My parents can't bear to let me get married at such a young age and remain a widow for the rest of my life, or even end up like this.
The fate of being buried with him, but my uncle is forcing my father to nod. Aren't you afraid that the matter will be spread to the ears of your boss, and you will not dare to reuse a cold-blooded person like you in the future? "
Being squeezed by his niece, Bai Dashu looked very unhappy, but his heart was shocked.
He was only focused on pleasing his boss, but he didn't expect that the easy-to-nudge third room would be so resistant, and even almost killed someone. If word got out...
"I'm old now, and I haven't even been to the town a few times. There are some things I don't understand, but my uncle can be the shopkeeper, and he doesn't have any idea...can't he count?" Bai Ling swallowed back the word 'forced',
He asked with a cold expression, not hiding the sarcasm in his eyes.
Bai Dashu didn't expect that his niece was not as easy to handle as he thought, but he had to think about Bai Ling's words.
At this moment, Bai Dashu regretted choosing Bai Ling, but Bai Wei had a firecracker temper and couldn't control it.
Over there in the second room...
Thinking about his future, Bai Dashu didn't want to miss this opportunity to please his employer, so he gave up this path unwillingly.
After looking at Bai Ling carefully for a while, Bai Dashu squinted his eyes and said: "Bai Ling, you have to think clearly, you can get money for happiness. Don't you want to do something for the family and repay your parents for their upbringing?
?Can you bear to let your brothers and sisters starve and freeze?"
Hearing this, Bai Lingqing, who was sitting on the edge of the kang, gave a high-five and sneered: "What the uncle said is really nice. If I didn't know what kind of person the uncle is, I would have almost believed the uncle's words and would be grateful to him. It's a pity.
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Seeing Bai Dashu's face turn gloomy, Bai Ling was not afraid and looked at him calmly.
A person whose thoughts are written on his face is much easier to deal with than a smiling tiger.
Bai Ling shook his head, curled his lips and sneered: "My uncle really forced me to marry my little boss. How can I really guarantee that I won't make that young boss mad to death? How will I explain to my boss then? Or, I really do.
I am successful, but I am really a young mistress, and my boss will definitely treat me well. When the time comes, I will settle today’s accounts with my uncle. Is it possible that my uncle’s job can be saved?”
"Uncle, don't think about this kind of thing anymore. Otherwise, my niece won't be able to guarantee that she will kneel outside your boss's house and beg them to spare Sanfang for the sake of my uncle."
.In the end, I am afraid that not only my uncle will lose his job, but also the whole old house will not be able to live well!"
Bai Dashu didn't speak, he just stared at Bai Ling gloomily, thinking about what conditions he could make to make her "willingly" get married.
But Bai Ling's clear eyes were filled with disdain and fearlessness, making Bai Dashu not sure whether Bai Ling dared to do that.
Bai Dashu climbed from mud legs to the position of shopkeeper. He wanted to go further, but he did not dare to gamble because he could not afford to lose. (To be continued)