The Princess of Northern Land

"Take it." Chu Suifeng put a Tang Pozi into her hand, and was very dissatisfied with her getting out of the car before reaching the door of her house.

"Is everything going well in the workshop?" Lin Ziyin asked with a smile. He hadn't been back for a long time, and when he saw the villagers again, he felt much more at ease.

"It's okay."

"Business has always been good, even on snowy days there are always businessmen coming."

…a casual question that got a lot of enthusiastic responses.

Everyone gathered around Lin Ziyin and Chu Suifeng as they walked towards Lin's house, bursts of laughter and laughter could be heard from time to time along the way.

Seeing how lively the village was, Da Gouzi and Er Gou also stuck their heads out to watch the excitement.

"What are you looking at?" Bao shouted with a gloomy face, "If you don't come in, you'll be freezing outside."

The eldest Gouzi was over ten years old. When she scolded him, he immediately shrank his head and went into the house. The second Gouzi stood by the door because he was young and watched the King of Ling and the black armored soldiers go away, and then reluctantly left. Entered the house.

"You're such an old man, you know how to watch the excitement. From tomorrow on, you will be responsible for feeding the chickens." Mr. Bao glared at Er Gouzi with a straight face.

Ergouzi muttered and agreed unhappily. Although Ma Erlang disappeared because of the Lin family, relatively speaking, the Lin family was considered benevolent and did not kill Bao and his two children because of Ma Erlang.

On the contrary, the Lin family also purchased the chickens, ducks and sheep that Bao raised at home, as well as the beans harvested from the fields, at market prices.

Therefore, Bao's life with two children is not difficult.

Lin Ziyin came back with great fanfare, and Ma Dalang's family naturally heard it.

Yan was jealous and cursed in a low voice. The scolding was very low, so low that people couldn't hear who she was scolding.

The eldest son, Ma Xincai, had just returned from a day's work with Mr. Huang. However, they felt shameless to follow the villagers and join in the fun, so as soon as they came back, the couple went into the house.

"Dad, Mom." After a while, two children came in happily from outside with snacks in their hands, "The Lin family is giving out snacks."

The little girl was young and immediately came back with her brother to show off to her parents after getting the snacks.

"Eat, you know how to eat. You lose money, you are just a loser." Yan was simmering with anger in her heart. When she saw the little girl's happy look, she took it out on her head. A slap fell on the left side of the little girl's face. The little girl was startled and the snack in her hand immediately fell to the ground.

"Wow." The little girl cried immediately when she saw the snack in her hand fell.

"Grandma, why do you hit my sister?" The eldest brother refused, staring at Yan with a pair of dark eyes like hatred.

Mrs. Yan was usually kinder to her grandson, but now she was angry and saw that the child dared to stare at her and question her. She suddenly became angry and raised her hand to slap the child in the face again.

Ma Xincai and Huang rushed out early when they heard the noise in the house, but they couldn't keep up. When he came out, he saw that Mrs. Yan was about to hit her son, but Ms. Huang immediately stopped. As she worked in the Lin family's land for more than a year, Huang learned a lot from the village women and girls, and her temper became much more aggressive than before.

The two children were usually her life, so how could she watch Yanshi beat her two children. She rushed over, pushed Yan away, and then protected the child in her arms, "Mom, what did the child do wrong? Do you want to beat him?"

"She beats my sister," the eldest son complained.

The little girl who was beaten was standing in the yard crying and howling.