I Was Called a Poor Widow, But I Relied on My Supernatural Powers To Fight Back In Ancient Times

Chapter 75: Talking

“Pfft~, Mr. Wang, please don’t be sarcastic. After all, I am a married woman, and my life is rich and prosperous.”

"Tch, no matter how prosperous it is, it was only in the past. So, some people's blessings are destined by God. There are too many blessings that can't be suppressed. Sooner or later, it will be cold. Isn't this retribution?"

 Everyone Wang said and spat.

"In the past, everyone supported her and respected her, which is why she developed the habit of looking down on others. Now it's better. The man is dead, the big yard is gone, and she was driven to a shack, and she has become a place that no one can avoid. Poor widow.”

"Besides, she is no longer a lady who can lift people. Since everyone is dead, her reputation as a lifter will naturally be invalidated. She is not as good as us now."

“Oh, that’s right. It’s really unlucky.”

Following the sound, Baiyunxi looked next door. The reeds blocked his sight and no one could be seen.

“Grandma, they are talking about you, they are all bad people.”

“Yaya is right. They are all those who talk behind people’s backs. They are evil-hearted and have bad mouths. If you meet such people in the future, you must avoid them to avoid being infected by the disgusting things.”

As soon as Baiyun Xi said these words, there was immediately silence from behind the reeds, followed immediately by a rustling sound and the sound of footsteps leaving in a hurry.

“Grandma, don’t be angry, we will ignore them.”

Yaya raised her head, stretched out her hand to press Baiyunxi's knees, and blinked.

“So good, grandma won’t be angry. What they said is right, grandma doesn’t like them.”

As Bai Yunxi spoke, he looked back at the two people who were fleeing, twitching the corners of his mouth and talking behind their backs.

 At noon, there were already five fish swimming in the bucket.

 “Let’s go home and eat fish.”

Baiyunxi put away his fishing rod, carried a bucket, and went to the path on the shore with Yaya. He looked at the two people weeding not far away, with a cold look in his eyes.

The two people saw Baiyun River, and they didn't know what they were thinking, so they snorted and stared.

 An attitude of saying that whoever is against him is justified.

 “What are you looking at? We were right.”

“I didn’t read anything, I just wanted to know who is this shameless person who talks about people behind their backs? The Buddha said that those who violate tongues will have serious sins and will be punished by having their tongues pulled out. If you are not afraid, I will accompany you.”

 Listening to Bai Yunxi’s words, both of them were frightened by the grass in their hands.

Especially Wang’s wife, her face turned pale.

"What are you talking about? What we are saying is the truth, not fabrication. How can the Buddha blame us?"

"Sister Bai, I didn't say anything that I shouldn't have said. You can't accuse people wrongly. Amitabha, the Buddha has a clear view. The Buddha has a clear view."

Bai Yunxi looked at their guilty looks and knew that people in this period believed in ghosts and gods.

"The Buddha will not wrongly accuse a good person, nor will he let a bad person go. If you have a clear conscience, what are you afraid of? If you don't do something bad, you won't be afraid of ghosts. Anyway, I, Baiyunxi, are not afraid at all."

 After saying that, without even looking at the frightened faces of the two of them, he turned around and left with Yaya.

Before she reached the door, Mrs. Du came out to greet her, took the bucket from her mother-in-law's hand, and spoke in a low voice.

"Mom, just now my uncle and Anbang gave us two buckets of brown rice and one bucket of black noodles. My wife thought that she would not be rewarded for her efforts, but my uncle didn't listen to what she said and directly asked Anbang to put the food in Just leave in the yard and ask your wife to tell your mother."

"It doesn't matter, just accept it when it's delivered. Two taels of money are taken away from our private school. What does it mean to compensate for two bushels of brown rice and one bushel of black flour? It's just to show face, for people to see."

 (End of this chapter)