A peasant girl traveled through time and space, and she became prosperous

When I opened my eyes, I saw a ferocious-looking wolf with its mouth wide open, fangs bared, and an arrow stuck in the middle of its head. I almost fainted.

Lanling and Jinxiang were dragging the wolf's front legs, so the wolf's head was held high, so it was understandable that the mother was afraid.

But mother's attention was always on the wolf, and the neglected brother and sister felt very aggrieved.

"Mom, why don't you look at me?" Jin Xiang looked at her mother in a reproachful manner.

"Mom, why aren't you as brave as me?"

Lanling, who was eating and drinking well in the mountains, didn't miss home or his mother at all, and his emotions were not as strong as Jinxiang's.

Before, Lanling and Jinxiang were also scared to death, but wolf meat was so delicious that they were not afraid of anything after eating it.

When she heard the familiar voices of the children, the mother noticed that the two dwarfs standing on both sides of the wolf, like two gods, were her own children.

"My two little enemies, are you really back?"

The mother couldn't believe it, so she rushed forward and hugged them one by one, crying and laughing in front of them, hugging and hugging them, with tears streaming down her face.

The family was finally reunited and went home happily.

My mother was so anxious to warm up the wine that she didn't even cook dinner.

Dad was lying on the bed, waiting for no further news, and he was extremely anxious.

Seeing that everyone had returned, he almost sat up from the bed, but was held down by the warm wine.

"How about we all have a good meal tonight and celebrate properly?"

When my younger brothers and sisters heard that they were going to have a good meal, they all jumped up with joy.

Mother had a bitter face and sat by the bed without saying a word. Father lay on the bed looking at Mother, sighed softly, and took her hand to apologize:

"Girl, I'm sorry."

Mother shook her head gently, looked at Dad, and said softly:

"It's my own fault that I don't have the ability to protect this family. I don't blame you. But the children have suffered, and the hard work of the wine has been wasted."

Hearing something wrong in his parents' words, Wen Meijiu quickly asked:

"Mom, tell me, what happened?"

"That's right, my eldest sister is very capable. She's not even afraid of wolves. Just tell me, mother."

Jin Xiang felt that her elder sister was now possessed by a god. She had suddenly become extremely powerful and nothing could defeat her.

"Yes, yes, I saw that, too."

Lanling stood by and assured Jinxiang that what she said was true.

Mother and father listened to the two children's childish words, afraid of hurting their feelings, and just echoed them again and again:

"Yes, our family is thanks to your sister, otherwise you wouldn't be able to come back."

Although she said this, the mother knew in her heart that the arrow in the wolf's body was obviously not something that an ordinary family would have.

She didn't believe that warm wine could kill wolves, but she would believe it if Prince Wang helped.

This young master Wang must be a kind-hearted person. Not only did he put out fine wine, he also helped save people, sent gifts and money. I don’t know how to repay him in the future.

"Mom, why don't you tell your elder sister what happened?"

Jinxiang was anxious when she saw her mother was evasive in her speech. She was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan and wished she could get into her mother's head to see what was going on.

"Jinxiang, why are you becoming more and more unruly and yelling at your mother?"

My mother is a gentle woman and she never gets angry. Why did she get angry at my sister?

This made Wen Meijiu more convinced that something must have happened at home during the days she was away.

What could happen?

In this village, no one will watch or take it to heart if outsiders bully my mother.

The only people who could make my mother so anxious and yet dare not speak out were probably the Wen family.

"Mom, has the aunt been here?"

The words hit the nail on the head. Mother's eyes became even more flustered, and she quickly denied:

"No, no, don't think about it."

Wen Meijiu drooped her eyelids, turned around and went outside. After a while, she came back.

All the food she had left for her family was gone, so she could guess 70% of it without having to think about it.

Facing Wen Mei's drunken gaze, the mother tried not to speak, but the father could not help but sighed and said:

"Don't force your mother. It was your grandmother who sent someone to take the things. Your mother was too filial to stop them. Your aunt heard about it and took advantage of your mother's time to look for you to come and ask for money. She must have taken all the things.

Good wine, dad is proud to have a daughter like you.

But my parents are not good, my parents are not good, and let you eat melons, cough cough..."

During this time, my father's voice choked several times and he coughed several times in succession. My mother was beside him, patting him with tears in her eyes.

When his breath calmed down a bit, Dad continued:

"Dad has studied for so many years that his brain has become old-fashioned. He only knows how to be filial and ignorant, and he even ignored your grandma's love for your mom.

In the past, when Dad was still okay, he would always ask Mom to endure it for his sake.

Only now do I understand how much injustice your mother has endured, how many scoldings and contempts she has received, and how anyone can come and step on her.

She has suffered enough injustice, and Dad hopes to share some of the burden for your mother. If you are angry and blame your mother, just vent your anger at Dad. Dad can bear it."

Wen Meijiu became even more angry after hearing this, and restrained himself and said:

"Dad, what are you talking about? Is your daughter so unbearable in your eyes?

Is my daughter angry with you? My daughter is angry about why you hid this from me.

The father was startled, feeling that he had wronged his daughter, and felt ashamed. He said:

"She is your grandmother after all, and Dad can't be filial to her.

Even if Dad hates her, he can't encourage his daughter to be branded as disrespectful to her elders, right?"

Wen Meijiu understood what her father meant. He was not afraid that she would be branded as disrespectful to her elders. It was obvious that he was not as cruel as grandma and did not want to sever the relationship between them.

If the things were gone, she could get some warm wine again, but she couldn't stop herself from fighting back when someone bullied her.

"Dad, how do you know this is what grandma meant?"

As soon as Wen Meijiu finished speaking, my mother said:

"Your aunt came over and said that your grandma lives in her house. I guess she's right."

My mother knew very well what my mother-in-law's attitude was towards their family, and she was able to do this.

When the family was doing well, we asked her to come and live with us, but she would send things over every day but would never come.

The mother-in-law loved the younger son and was partial to him. My mother had no choice but to obey her.

"If it's really what grandma wants, we will all starve to death. I'm just afraid that grandma isn't that cruel. Dad is still grandma's son, right? Even if she takes more, she should leave us some food to survive, right?"

"what do you mean?"

Mother was suddenly enlightened and realized that this was a cover-up by the third brother's family.

"Your aunt must have taken all the rest. She is an insatiable bottomless pit."

Dad is an honest man and doesn't want to believe that his mother is really such a cruel person.

"Yes, this is Auntie's idea. Otherwise, how would Auntie know that we have food and why would she come to take advantage of us?"

A few days ago, Wen Meijiu had already had a fight with the old lady, but she was just very stingy and had a bad mouth.

Third Aunt and Third Uncle are the cruel ones. They suck the blood of other brothers through grandma like a blood-sucking worm without any sense of guilt.