After the little cannon fodder was reborn, he chose the villain childhood sweetheart

Old Mrs. Jiang raised her eyebrows and glared, "Liu, what did you say?!"

Liu shrank her neck and said timidly, "Mother, Yan'er is right. My fourth brother was accidentally pushed down by Yan'er. If I don't pay this money, Yan'er's reputation as an unfilial son will be ruined! Look at all the people watching outside..."

The people watching outside the courtyard made timely comments.

"Mrs. Jiang, what Mrs. Liu said is correct. What Jiang Erya did was really inappropriate. With such a fierce temper, who would dare to marry her in the future?"

"That's not true. Besides, Jiang Laosi is also Jiang Erya's elder. We can't offend our superiors..."

Jiang Yaner was anxious and hurriedly went to ask old lady Jiang, "Grandma! Please help Yaner this time! Yaner didn't do it on purpose. Yaner just wanted to bring the chicken soup to honor you."

Old Mrs. Jiang's face turned pale, then blue, and then blue, then pale.

"All right!"

Old Mrs. Jiang was not stupid, she could still tell what was important and what was not. But she was unwilling to let Jiang Wan, who challenged her authority, get the money so easily.

Old Mrs. Jiang was just about to ask Jiang Wan to bring out the chicken soup in exchange for silver.

She looked up and saw Jiang Wan holding a delicious pheasant in his hand and devouring it with relish.

"...You bitch!"

Everyone followed her gaze and couldn't help swallowing.

Facing dozens of envious and red eyes, Jiang Wan ate two pheasant legs in just a few bites. The wings were too troublesome, so she didn't have time to eat them and directly stuffed the remaining chicken into her clothes on her chest.

After she finished eating, she burped rudely and stretched out her hand to Old Lady Jiang as if nothing had happened, "Give me money."

"……you!"

Old Mrs. Jiang was so angry that her chest felt stuffy and her forehead was throbbing.

Jiang Yan'er and Liu glared at her hatefully, drooling all over the floor.

Only Jiang Lian'er looked relatively calm, and the look she cast towards Jiang Wan was filled with scrutiny and inquiry.

"Grandma, how long do you want to delay? Do you want to wait until something happens to my father before you are willing to give me the money?"

Jiang Wan got tired of waiting and decided to give them a warning.

She swung the stick in her hand and hit the two large jars at the kitchen door directly.

Suddenly, there was a crisp breaking sound, and a hole was knocked in the belly of the two large jars, and the pickled vegetables and pickling juice inside spilled all over the ground.

"Ah! My pickle jar!"

Old Lady Jiang cried out in shock, pointing at Jiang Wan and swearing, "You cheap bastard! One jar costs eight cents, and you broke two of my jars, you have to pay me sixteen cents!"

Jiang Wan waved the stick nonchalantly, "Grandma, my father won't live long, why should I care about the pickle jar? If you don't give me money, I will smash everything in the kitchen."

"you dare!"

Old Mrs. Jiang was so angry that her hair was all messy.

Liu was heartbroken when she saw the mess on the floor. Then she heard that Jiang Wan was going to destroy the kitchen, and she immediately panicked.

"Mother, please give her the silver first. I think the third girl's head is really broken. Otherwise, how could she dare to go so crazy today?"

Liu leaned close to Old Lady Jiang's ear and whispered, "The eldest and second brother have gone to work in town and will be back in the afternoon. You should calm this crazy girl down first. It won't be too late to catch her and teach her a lesson when they come back."

Old Mrs. Jiang felt that what Liu said made sense. Besides, there were more and more villagers watching outside. Old Mr. Jiang was very concerned about his reputation. If he came back and found that his home was in a mess, he would definitely be angry.

Jiang Lian'er thought about it, then walked up to Old Lady Jiang and said, "Grandma, please give the money to Wan'er. She must have been upset after seeing Fourth Uncle injured. If she continues to make a fuss, it will be bad if the head of the village finds out."

When Old Mrs. Jiang saw that her most beloved granddaughter said this, she had no choice but to grit her teeth and took out a small bag from her bosom and threw ten cents to Jiang Wan.

"Take the money and get out!"

Jiang Wan looked at the ten coins on the ground and sneered, "Grandma, a visit to a doctor costs more than ten coins. Are you treating a beggar like that?"

"Bitch!"

Old Mrs. Jiang cursed and counted out another twenty coins to Jiang Wan. "Is there any more? Take it or leave it!"

Jiang Wan snorted coldly, clenched his stick and turned to go into the kitchen to smash something, but Old Lady Jiang hurriedly stopped him, "Stop!"

After saying that, Old Lady Jiang threw a silver coin on the ground and said, "You silly girl, that's all I have. If you still think it's not enough, go ahead and smash it! I can't live like this any longer!"

Jiang Wan ignored her and walked straight into the kitchen.

Old Mrs. Jiang and Mrs. Liu were so frightened that their faces turned pale.

Could this madman really smash the kitchen?

Old Mrs. Jiang slapped her thigh and was about to scold Jiang Wan, but Jiang Wan came out of the kitchen holding a clay pot.

Under the gaze of everyone, Jiang Wan picked up the silver coins and thirty copper coins on the ground and smiled brightly at Old Lady Jiang.

"Thank you, grandma."

After saying this, Jiang Wan swaggered out of the Jiang family yard holding the pottery jar, not caring at all about the strange looks from others behind him.

*

Jiang Wan walked quickly for a few minutes before gradually slowing down.

She just went into the kitchen to bring out the chicken soup. She had eaten chicken before to replenish her energy, and she wanted to bring the chicken soup to her father.

After walking a few steps, Jiang Wan realized that someone was following her. At first she thought that it was Old Lady Jiang and her gang who were determined to attack her.

She clenched the stick tightly, turned around suddenly, and shouted, "Who is it!"

The person following her was not Old Lady Jiang and others, but a young boy about ten years old.

"You are?"

Jiang Wan felt that the young boy looked somewhat familiar, but she couldn't remember where he was.

The young boy pouted and said, "Come with me, my elder brother has taken my uncle to Hunter Wang's house."

big brother?

Jiang Wan was stunned.

He calls Xie Lan "Big Brother", so he is Xie Lan's younger brother, Xie Jing.

"Let's go, what are you doing? You're like a fool."

Xie Jing snorted unhappily and took the lead.

Jiang Wan stared at his skinny back and couldn't help but asked, "Little dwarf, who are you calling a fool?"

The young boy Xie Jing occupies a small proportion in the original owner's memory.

The original owner had less contact with the Xie family after he was ten years old. When he grew up, he hated Xie Lan even more and never looked at Xie Lan's younger siblings properly.

That’s why Jiang Wan didn’t recognize it in time.

"Who are you calling a shorty?!"

Xie Jing was furious. What he cared about most was his height. Now that he was called a shorty by the woman he hated, he naturally lost his temper.

Jiang Wan chuckled, "Whoever asks me is the dwarf."

"you!"

Xie Jing became even angrier, his sallow and skinny little face full of anger.

"Didn't you say you would lead the way?" Jiang Wan pretended nothing had happened and gave Xie Jing a polite smile, "Could you please walk faster?"

Xie Jing felt aggrieved, but his eldest brother told him to keep a close eye on Jiang Wan and to tell him immediately if anything unexpected happened.

If he had a conflict with Jiang Wan now, it might delay his uncle's recovery.

"Humph."

Xie Jing gave Jiang Wan an annoyed look, turned around and walked ahead angrily.

Jiang Wan looked at the small figure in front of her, feeling mixed emotions.