Travel through time and become the wronged stepmother

Mrs. Ning turned around angrily, pointed at Jiang Luorou's nose, jumped on her feet and cursed.

"You are a bastard who has a mother but not a mother, a vicious thing who has no elders, why don't you go... um... um."

Mrs. Ning's words about being a mother but not a mother completely pierced Jiang Luorou's lungs.

Before Mrs. Ning could finish speaking, she came to Mrs. Ning with a gloomy face and cold eyes.

He reached out his hand and pinched Mrs. Ning's chin tightly, so that she could not move and could only whimper "Uh, uh".

Jiang Luorou straightened Mrs. Ning's head so that Mrs. Ning's eyes met hers.

Then he sneered and asked with interest: "Aunt, do you still remember what I said that night?"

"Woo! Woo! Woo!" Mrs. Ning looked at Jiang Luorou with resentful eyes, but could not make a sound.

Jiang Luorou ignored her and said to herself, "It seems that my aunt is too old and her memory is not very good. I am afraid she has forgotten it a long time ago.

But it’s okay, it’s just me! Most of all, I just want to remind you with the best intentions.

My aunt's tongue is too noisy, and I don't like it particularly. What should I do? "

While speaking, he didn't forget to hold Mrs. Ning's chin with a little more force.

Mrs. Ning, who was in pain, kept whimpering and struggled to retreat.

At this time, Mrs. Ning had no intention of confronting Jiang Luorou. She just wanted to escape from Jiang Luorou's care and make plans later.

But Jiang Luorou was not willing to let her have her wish, "Auntie, I don't like moving around like this."

She then threw Mrs. Ning to the ground, slowly moved forward and slapped her with her hand.

Mrs. Ning, who was hit hard, had stars in her eyes and dizziness.

Mrs. Ning calmed down for a while, knowing that she could not escape from Jiang Luorou's grasp.

It's better to curse to your heart's content and just open your mouth. "Jiang Luorou, you little hooves, you can kill or chop it up as you please. If it ever gets into my hands, I will make sure you die miserably!"

After saying that, he pointed at Jiang Luorou and let out bursts of heart-wrenching laughter.

Jiang Luorou also lost all patience at this time and came to the smiling old lady Ning.

He grabbed Mrs. Ning's chin again and said, "Auntie! This mouth is really annoying, why don't I do you a favor and shut it up."

As she spoke, she heard several sounds of "Kaba, Kaba" coming from Mrs. Ning's chin, which made the hairs of those who listened stand on end.

After doing all this, Jiang Luorou threw Mrs. Ning to the ground like a rag.

He took out a handkerchief and wiped the saliva on his hand, and said slowly: "I'll teach my aunt a lesson this time. Don't mess with your tongue next time."

After saying that, he threw the handkerchief in Old Mrs. Ning's face with disgust, and walked straight towards the workshop, ignoring Old Mrs. Ning rolling on the ground and the villagers watching the excitement.

When everyone saw Jiang Luorou walking into the workshop, they didn't leave quickly and actually started chatting outside the workshop door.

"Hey, you think this Ning Feng's wife is too cruel! After all, she is the flesh and blood of the whole family."

"Isn't that right! A woman's family doesn't know how to be kind to others, so it's better to gather some kindness to protect the children and grandchildren."

"I don't agree with this. Look at her good relatives who have the hearts of weasels, how can people get close to them."

"This is on point. My daughter-in-law works in her workshop and will give out some snacks from time to time.

If this family hadn't been greedy and always wanted to take advantage of them, Ning Feng's wife wouldn't have been so ruthless. "

Jiang Luorou hasn't gone far yet! I heard the noise still going on at the door of the workshop.

He came back to the gate and coughed loudly a few times, then returned to the workshop and chatted with Mrs. Zhao and the others.

When the villagers outside the door heard Jiang Luorou's cough, they looked at each other and left with amusement.

Old Mrs. Ning, who was rolling on the ground, saw that all the villagers were gone, so she rushed home holding her dislocated chin.

Ning Zirui, who was hiding alone not far away, looked at the miserable old lady Ning. He cursed "trash" in his head with twisted facial features and turned to leave the village.

Mrs. Ning here rushed towards her home with tears in her eyes, and she hadn't gone far yet! I met Ning Tang who was going to the city to do some shopping.

Ning Tang looked at the miserable state of Mrs. Ning and subconsciously stopped the cart to help Mrs. Ning.

"Mom, what's wrong with you? Come here and let me help you back." Ning Tang stretched out his hands and said with a worried look on his face.

It didn't matter that Mrs. Ning didn't see Ning Tang. When she saw Ning Tang, her anger started to rise.

He raised his hand and gave Ning Tang a few loud slaps, then gave Ning Tang a look of disgust before dragging his chin and rushing home.

Ningtang Duliu stayed there and smiled bitterly, and it took him a while to react.

He raised his right hand and slapped himself hard, and said with tears in his eyes, "Ningtang! Ningtang, why do you still have such unrealistic illusions at this time?"

Then he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and led the bullock cart back to the workshop.

Jiang Luorou, who was chatting in the workshop, looked at everyone in the room from time to time.

I saw that some of their hair were in messy buns, and some had scratches on their hands. You didn't need to think about it to know who did it.

Zhao's face turned pale again without the nourishment of spiritual spring water these days.

Jiang Luorou was very grateful to everyone in the workshop and had a plan in mind.

At this time, Ningtang knocked on the door of the workshop outside. Xiaorong heard the sound and went to open the door.

Ningtang unloaded the things he bought and set up the cart, took out a bag of snacks and walked towards the workshop.

While trotting, he held up the snack and said, "Daughter-in-law, these are the dried sour apricots I just bought. Come and try to see if they suit your taste."

As soon as she entered the room, she saw several blood stains on Zhao's face, and the smile in her eyes instantly solidified, replaced by endless anger.

"Daughter-in-law, tell me who did all this? You bastard, I'll go find him to settle the score." Ning Tang angrily banged the table.

Mrs. Zhao on the side was sitting quietly on the kang, lowering her head and saying nothing.

Seeing that his wife was unwilling to speak, Ning Tang turned his attention to Jiang Luorou.

"Sister-in-law, since your sister-in-law doesn't want to talk, then you can tell me."

Jiang Luorou saw that she could not refuse, so she recounted everything that happened this morning.

When Ning Tang learned what happened, he held Zhao's hand helplessly and cursed himself for being useless and not even being able to take care of his wife and children.

Ms. Zhao comforted him from the side, "Okay! Okay, this is not your fault."

The atmosphere in the workshop suddenly became very depressed. Even Li Hao, who always loved gossip, kept his mouth shut and silently went about his work.

It was not until evening that the atmosphere in the workshop became better.

Jiang Luorou followed the woman after work and returned home to rest.