Travel through time and become the wronged stepmother

Those two were originally from farmers' families, and they usually dared to rely on their own strength to bully those who were weaker than themselves.

Seeing that Jiang Luorou is a practitioner, she is actually not as arrogant as before.

The boss was looking at Jiang Luorou blankly, and it took him a long time to say anything.

"What, what method? You should tell me and listen."

Jiang Luorou took out a 50-tael silver note from her arms and waved it in front of the two strong men.

Those two strong men have never seen so much money before.

For a moment, his eyes were wide open, looking straight at the bank note.

He couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, that cautious look disappeared again, and his eyes were full of greed.

He kept stroking their calloused hands and said with a sinister smile on his face: "Oh, I wonder what kind of good ideas you have, why don't you tell me?"

Jiang Luorou slowly folded the banknote and put it back into her arms.

He sat on his carved wooden chair again and tapped the handle of the chair rhythmically.

"Brothers, how about we make a bet? If you win the bet, the money will be yours. If you study, how about your two right arms belong to me?"

At this time, these two strong men were already tempted by the 50 taels of silver.

There was no need to think about judgment. The second child rubbed his hands and looked at Jiang Luorou eagerly.

"I wonder what you want to bet on? Why don't you tell me directly so that we can consider whether to gamble or not?"

The boss also spoke at this time: "You might as well tell me what you want to read, it's boring to beat around the bush."

Jiang Luorou spoke calmly, "The bet I want to make is very simple. I just want to bet on whether I can make you stand up and walk again within a stick of incense?"

"If she can stand up, these two right arms of yours will belong to me. Otherwise, these 50 taels of silver notes will belong to you. What can I do? Do you want to gamble?"

When the two brothers heard this, they looked at each other.

I muttered in my heart, "There is such a thing as picking up money for free. It's not my mother who has the final say whether I can stand up or not. We will definitely win this round."

"Bet, bet with him, you'd be a fool if you don't bet."

Then the two of them turned their attention to his mother in unison.

Asking what her mother meant, the old woman was also fascinated by the 50 taels of silver.

He agreed without thinking, "It's not up to you whether you can stand up or not. Is this money given away for free?"

At this time, the old woman had already figured out how to spend the money she had got. "Build a nice big house, and marry two obedient daughters-in-law to serve you. Your life in the future will be so beautiful that you don't need it."

Thinking of this, the old woman couldn't help but have a glimmer of hope on her face.

"Bet, let's bet. But if you lose then, don't deny it."

The proud look on his face could not be hidden, as if he had already won against them.

"Of course, as the saying goes, there is no father or son at the gambling table, so we are willing to admit defeat. If you two lose, please don't default on your debt."

"That's natural. Men stand upright, spitting and nailing each other. If we lose, we will admit it."

Jiang Luorou was waiting for their words, and then turned her attention to everyone present.

"Everyone has made a bet. Please bear witness to it."

Everyone present heard that it was fun to watch, and there was nothing they wouldn't do.

They said in unison: "Madam, please rest assured, we will definitely bear witness and will not be biased towards either of you."

After getting answers from everyone present, Jiang Luorou slowly turned her head to the side and looked at Mo Niang.

"Mo Niang, go to the room and get a stick of incense and light it."

"Yes, boss." Mo Niang went out for a while, brought the incense burner, lit a stick of incense and put it on the table.

Then he respectfully retreated to Jiang Luorou's side so that she could be on hand if he had anything to do later.

Everyone present was looking forward to Jiang Luorou's next move.

They all really wanted to know what confidence Jiang Luorou had to dare to propose such a losing bet.

However, Jiang Luorou's next move surprised them.

Jiang Luorou looked at Mo Niang again and said softly: "It's boring to just drink tea. Mo Niang, go get some snacks."

"Yes, boss." Mo Niang went out again, and when she came in, she had a plate of hawthorn peach cake in her hand.

The peach cake was so dry that Jiang Luorou felt choked after just a few bites.

He quickly picked up the tea cup and drank water. He frowned and called Mo Niang again.

"Mo Niang's tea has cooled down. Make a new pot."

"Mo Niang, if this snack doesn't taste good, go get another one."

"Mo Niang......"

As time goes by, the incense in the incense burner burns shorter and shorter.

When he was about to reach the end, everyone was sweating for him.

But with a full 50 taels of silver, it would be a pity to lose.

Only the mother and son had happy expressions on their faces.

Everyone in the shop couldn't stand it anymore and began to urge Jiang Luorou to come.

"My dear! Seeing that this incense is about to burn out, what can you do?"

"That's right! Madam, that's a full 50 taels of silver! It's a pity to give it to others for nothing."

"…………………"

Jiang Luorou was unmoved after hearing this, and you just stayed there eating tea and snacks.

It wasn't until the last moment when the incense was about to burn out that she shook off the snack Momo from her body.

He unhurriedly took out a dart from his arms and waved it in front of everyone.

He deliberately stayed in front of the mother and son for a while so that they could see clearly what they were holding.

When the old woman saw the dart in Jiang Luorou's hand, she visibly shrank, her back went cold and she broke into a cold sweat.

She kept comforting herself in her heart: No fear, no fear, how dare a weak woman like her dare to kill someone on the spot?

Jiang Luorou walked around the shop and sat on the carved wooden chair again.

He said half-jokingly and half-warning: "Mom, be careful, I'm going to throw darts."

Then, before the old woman could respond, she heard a "whoosh" sound.

Jiang Luorou's dart went straight to the old woman's face.

The recent lady was so frightened that she didn't care about the bet at this time.

He jumped up from the ground and ran towards the door.

Jiang Luorou clapped her hands at this time and said, "Everyone, come and see! Isn't this old lady's leg healed? Look, she runs pretty fast."

Everyone present also said: "Yes! Madam, Hua Tuo is really alive, and she cured the eldest lady's leg disease with just a stick of incense."

Then the master turned his attention to the two strong men making the bet.

"You two, don't run away. As a man, you should accept defeat."