Travel through time and become the wronged stepmother

At about the beginning of the Shen Dynasty, Jiang Luorou took the money and returned to the workshop.

She first went to Du Yan to ask about everyone's accounts and prepared the corresponding money.

The workers worked very hard, and even this month at worst they only earned one to two or eight yuan in wages.

Among them, Huniu is very powerful. She alone earned three taels of silver this month.

When the afterglow of the setting sun sets, the workers usher in their most exciting moment - the payment of wages.

A quarter of an hour later, all the workers received their wages and went home happily.

Jiang Luoren and Mr. Zhao also returned home in a carriage, and the two chatted about the workshop when they had nothing to do.

"Brother and sister, I have always paid attention to what you asked me to do."

"It's not just about money. Mothers-in-law who have sisters-in-law inevitably compare themselves with each other."

"Many sisters-in-law have to help take care of the children, so they are inevitably unhappy. As time goes by, the family becomes restless."

"Some of it is because of the man's affairs. The wife cannot take care of him and the children at home because of her work."

"In addition, he doesn't earn as much as his wife, so he feels very shameless. As time goes by, friction will come."

The carriage stopped with a "squeak" sound, and the conversation in the car ended.

Jiang Luorou helped Zhao get out of the carriage and ate the old couple's dog food as usual.

"Who can stand eating dog food every day? Just slip away."

Jiang Luorou took out the key, opened the door, and went home to live her own life.

The night in the village was particularly quiet. To avoid suspicion, Tie Bang returned to the workshop to rest early after dinner to avoid suspicion.

Jiang Luorou had nothing to do, sitting in the middle of the yard listening to the chirping of insects and admiring the stars in the night sky.

People always have random thoughts when they are lonely, and Jiang Luorou is no exception.

She thought of her grandmother's old face and said, "Grandma, my granddaughter can't go back to see you. How are you now?" Two lines of tears flowed out of her eyes.

At this time, she no longer had the intention to appreciate the beautiful scenery in the night sky, so she wiped the tears on her cheeks and returned to the room.

In the soft quilt, Jiang Luorou was restless, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

No, he had to keep himself busy. Jiang Luorou appeared in the space with a thought.

A large piece of golden wheat appeared in front of her eyes, and she did not use her mind to collect it this time.

Instead, he found a sickle and harvested them one by one.

After harvesting about an acre of land, I felt a little sleepy.

Use your mind to harvest all the remaining wheat, thresh it and stack it in the storage space.

Then I bought several large packages of cotton seeds in the system mall.

Plant the cotton at appropriate spacing according to the way you remember it from childhood.

Then she went back to her little bed to rest. Because she was extremely tired from the work just now, she started snoring as soon as she clung to the pillow.

The sky was gloomy, covered with dark clouds, and there was light rain falling in the sky.

Today is the fifth day of March, the annual Tomb-Sweeping Day. According to custom, this day is to pay homage to ancestors and sweep their graves.

Naturally, there was no exception in this ostentatious dynasty, so Jiang Luorou ordered Tie Bian to go to the county town yesterday afternoon to bring Zi Qing and Sister Li back.

In addition, Ningtang was asked to drive the bullock cart and buy some meat, snacks, firecrackers and candles.

They were given to the workers in the workshop as a gift, and this wave of operations attracted the envy of the whole village.

Especially those who thought the wages were low at the time are now filled with regret.

Patting his thighs, he regretted, "Oh! You had said you would be treated like this, so I wouldn't have left. Where can I find such a good job now?"

Jiang Luoren and Mo Niang got up early to prepare breakfast and sacrificial items.

Firecrackers, paper money, water, wine, incense and candles... After seeing that everything was missing, we gathered around the table to have breakfast.

Ziqing finished the yam porridge in the bowl carelessly and tiptoed to the bamboo basket.

The little head looked around like a thief, making sure there was no one around.

Then he licked the corner of his mouth, smiled slightly, stretched out his hands and touched the basket.

"Sweet pastries, come to Ziqing's arms quickly!"

Because he was so focused, he didn't notice Jiang Luorou standing behind him at all.

Jiang Luorou was furious when he saw her greedy little appearance.

Angrily, he stretched out his hand and poked her forehead lightly.

"You little greedy cat, you are so brave, how dare you come up with your idea here."

Ning Zi got over being shocked at first and quickly calmed down.

His eyes rolled slightly, and a sly smile appeared in his eyes.

She retorted without blushing or out of breath: "Mom, have you misunderstood Ziqing?"

"Ziqing just wants to test whether this pastry is delicious for Lao Zhan. If it's not delicious, we might as well change it in advance, right?"

Ning Ziqing blinked her big innocent eyes and looked at Jiang Luorou, trying to awaken the few feelings between mother and daughter.

Unfortunately, things did not go as Ning Ziqing wished. Jiang Luorou stepped forward and gently grabbed Ning Ziqing's ears.

"Hey! It's true that I haven't put on my house for three days. This is just a bunch of lies."

At this time, Ning Ziqing learned that this move was useless and quickly used his trump card.

Looking at Jiang Luorou with tears in her eyes, she said softly and softly with a hint of crying: "Mom, Ziqing knows that I was wrong, please spare me this time!"

Jiang Luorou liked this the most, and her heart softened when she saw Ning Ziqing like this.

"No, no, if we let her go so easily, how will we discipline him in the future?"

Jiang Luorou could neither fight nor release, and was in a dilemma for a moment.

Suddenly, I heard the faint sound of firecrackers coming from the back mountain. Someone must have started the sacrificial ceremony.

Only then did Jiang Luorou find a step down.

She then put down Ning Ziqing's ears, covered her lips and coughed lightly.

"For the sake of worshiping our ancestors, I will let you go this time."

Jiang Luorou turned around and shouted into the house, "Zicheng, Zimo, please clean up. We're going to go see our grandparents right now."

"I got it, mother! We're coming right now."

Not long after, Ning Zicheng and Ning Zimo walked out of the house.

The family of four rushed along the muddy path to the cemetery on the back hill.

"Hey!" Ning Ziqing slipped and fell backwards. Fortunately, Jiang Luorou hugged her quickly with quick eyes and hands.

"I told you to rest at home because of the slippery roads on this mountain, but you didn't listen. What would you do if you fell?"

Jiang Luorou's mouth was full of complaints, but the worried look in his eyes couldn't be deceived.

"Mom, please don't be angry, okay? I just really want to see my mother and tell her that I am living a good life and have candy to eat every day, so that she can feel at ease."

Jiang Luorou's eyes turned red involuntarily, and she silently took Ning Ziqing into her arms and walked forward.

"You two should be careful and don't fall!"

"I got it, mother!" Ning Zimo and Ning Zicheng echoed as they walked.

It's just that the voice was slightly trembling, and you didn't need to guess to know that the two children must also have tears in their eyes.