Urgent! What should I do if I get a bad character after rebirth?

Before Yun Xiong got up, Yun Jianguo had already sent Grandpa Yang and the others home, and then came back to pick up Yun He and the others.

"Grandma, there's no need to wake Brother Xiong up, we are going home!" Yunhe said to his grandmother.

When they returned home, Mr. Yang was accompanying Mr. Gao on a tour in the yard.

"Junior brother, I can't believe that your house in the countryside is built so well. It's spacious and well maintained!" Grandpa Gao kept praising.

Old Master Yang felt a little guilty. When he gave the land to his eldest son, he felt that the location was too far away from the village and was next to the road at the foot of the mountain.

In winter, the sun is very high, but we still can't get any sunlight here.

The old house for the youngest son is in the center of the village.

It was precisely because of the bad location that Yun Jianguo was able to piece together and build a five-acre yard.

Yunhe had already quietly placed the rice, noodles, oil, vegetables, etc. for cooking in the trunk when he got out of the car.

The reason why He Xiaolian weighs nearly 200 pounds is not only because she loves to eat, but also because she cooks delicious food.

Not long after Yunhe and the others came back, He Xiaolian had already prepared the meal.

"Brother, I'll go back then! When you leave later, just leave your things here. I'll come and clean them up when you deliver the keys." He Xiaolian looked at the sumptuous dishes on the table and swallowed.

"Let's eat together. Why are you leaving after preparing so many dishes?" Grandpa Gao was a little surprised to hear this.

"Xiao Lian, let's eat together!" Grandpa Yang also said.

When He Xiaolian heard her father-in-law's words, she happily took off her apron and went to wash her hands to prepare for dinner.

Yunhe wanted to laugh. This Second Aunt was really something. She would never let her mouth go unpunished.

During the meal, Mr. Gao praised the dishes highly. He Xiaolian was even happier to hear that and ate two more bowls.

Old Master Yang felt a little regretful that he shouldn't have invited He Xiaolian to have lunch.

So he kept winking at the other party, but He Xiaolian seemed not to see it.

After finishing the meal, everyone headed towards the film and television city without stopping.

There were still some dishes left from lunch, all of which were good food. After He Xiaolian cleaned up, she packed them all up and took them home.

By the way, I also took away all the leftover rice, flour and oil from lunch.

When Yun Jianguo left, he did tell her that they seldom came back and these things would go bad if left for too long, so he asked her to take them home and eat them.

In the afternoon, when He Xiaolian was carrying the rice, flour and oil on her shoulder pole back to the village entrance, she met the talkative woman again.

As soon as she saw He Xiaolian, she rushed forward and blocked her way.

"Xiao Lian, you're back!"

"Auntie, what a coincidence? What are you doing here?" He Xiaolian's fat body moved to the side and was almost tripped by the load.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!" The chatterbox said with a flattering look on her face.

"Why are you waiting for me? Are you free?"

"Could you talk to your eldest uncle and ask him not to make things difficult for my son and daughter-in-law?" the talkative mother-in-law asked cautiously.

"My uncle is a generous person, but you must stop saying bad things about him behind his back. Have you ever thought about how much benefit our surrounding villages have benefited from him?" He Xiaolian said, and tried to avoid him and go home quickly.

She enjoyed the braised pork today, but her parents and two sons haven't had their fill yet.

"That's good, that's good. What did you pick?" After the gossipy woman said this, she was about to look through her things.

"What's wrong with you? What does it have to do with you what others are carrying? Get out of the way. I'm in a hurry to go home!" He Xiaolian bumped the talkative woman with her load.

"Are you so stingy? Can't you even take a look?" The gossipy woman didn't see what was in He Xiaolian's shoulder pole, but she still refused to give up and insisted on following her to her home.

He Xiaolian returned home carrying a load on her shoulder. When her mother saw that she brought back a bunch of things, she knew that they must have been given by her eldest uncle's family again.

"Tell me, why did you bring so many things back from others?" He's father and mother are both kind people.

In the past, He Xiaolian liked to take advantage of others, and the two of them often criticized her.

"It was just some rice, flour, oil and the like. They cooked a meal at home today and brought a bunch of it over. They said it would be a waste if they couldn't finish it, so they asked me to take it back!"

The gossipy woman looked at the rice that He Xiaolian took down from the carrying pole, which was nearly 50 kilograms, and the flour and oil together were also nearly 50 kilograms, and she was very jealous.

"Her aunt, if you don't like it, just take it away from me!"

He's father had to call the man that the talkative woman married brother, so the talkative woman called him aunt according to the way her own children called her.

"What you said means that there are people who look down on white rice. Where is it?" He's mother asked while pretending to look around.

"Didn't you just say no?" the chatterbox said awkwardly.

"Alright, alright, Auntie, please go home. You've seen what you wanted to see. We have things to do!"

He Xiaolian brought back half the pot of braised pork in the pressure cooker.

He wanted to ask his parents and son to eat early, but when he saw that the talkative woman was still not leaving, he started to chase her away.

"You guys go about your business. I'll sit at your house and rest for a while. Don't worry about me!" When the gossipy woman smelled the aroma of meat, how could she bear to leave so easily?

He Xiaolian could only take the pot out of the basket and prepare to take it back to the kitchen.

"Hey, what's delicious in the pot? You shouldn't be hungry after having lunch at your uncle's house. I've been waiting for you at the entrance of the village for the whole morning and I'm still hungry. Since there's food, can you take it out and give it to me first?" The talkative woman was afraid that if she didn't speak up, the meat would be taken away, so she shamelessly opened her mouth and asked for the food.

No one was rich these days. Although almost everyone in the village had worked for the Yun family and was receiving a salary, they were still far from being able to eat meat to their heart's content.

Is He Xiaolian crazy to let her give meat to someone who not only doesn't say they have a good relationship but also always tries to sow discord in her family's relationships behind her back?

He's mother was afraid that He Xiaolian would not understand clearly, so she kept winking at her.

He Xiaolian simply told the truth, "The meat was all meat!"

He's mother looked so disappointed in her daughter that she wanted to scold her for being so stupid.

But He Xiaolian continued, "My uncle is generous, but I am stingy. This is meat, how can I bear to give it to outsiders? Since you haven't eaten yet, why don't you go home and eat?"

"You are a family of stingy people!" The gossipy woman was so embarrassed that she pointed at He Xiaolian and her daughter and stomped her feet, then ran away quickly.

"If you keep scolding me, I won't speak well of your family in front of my uncle!" He Xiaolian couldn't help laughing as she looked at the other person's expression.

The talkative woman who was running very fast braked suddenly and almost fell down after hearing this.

After thinking for a while, he slowly turned back, walked to He Xiaolian, patted her arm and said, "Oh, niece, I was just joking. Don't take it seriously. Look at my big mouth!"

As he said this, he was about to hit himself in the face.

"Okay, stop performing here. I don't have time to watch it. We're busy!" He Xiaolian said impatiently and went into the kitchen carrying the pot.

He's mother had just taken the noodles and oil to the main room, and there was still a bag of rice in the yard.

Seeing that no one was around, the talkative woman grabbed two handfuls of rice into her pocket and left in a hurry.

When He Xiaolian and her daughter came out again, the talkative woman was nowhere to be seen, and there was only some rice scattered on the ground.