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

"Tell me, what are you doing with me?"

Wen Meijiu didn't even call her "Auntie", which was even more arrogant than her attitude.

Ren Meiluo gritted his teeth and the tone that he had just tried to lower suddenly became higher again. He was determined not to lose in terms of momentum and put his hands on his waist.

"Why, you are the king of heaven, and you still can't find it?"

With the corner of his mouth raised, Wen Meijiu used his little finger to dig his ear vigorously, lowered his head and did not look at Ren Meiluo, and said:

"I'm not the king of heaven, but you are. Please don't look for me, okay?"

Not only did she say this, she also looked helpless and bowed towards Ren Melo, with disgust in her eyes.

Ren Meiluo was so angry that he stamped his feet and pointed at her forehead and scolded her:

"I'm not the king of heaven, but I'm your father. If I want to beat you, even your parents can't stop me. Do you believe it?"

Wen Meijiu put his hands away, stood up straight, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and spread his hands towards her, saying indifferently:

"You are right, so what?"

Your threats work when people care about you, but when they don't care, your threats are as funny as farts. Ren Melo understands this very well.

"How about this? I'll spank you and make you arrogant, disrespectful to your elders, and ungrateful."

Ren Meiluo was eager to express himself. After thinking for a long time, he used all the words he could think of to describe Wen Meijiu. Finally, he felt a little relieved.

"My aunt!

How dare you say that? If you have any respect for someone, why did you treat my family later when my mom and dad were so good to you?

If you respect your elders, how could you have the heart to drag my grandmother out to be your shield? My grandmother is so old.

It's just that you wanted to gain benefits, and you didn't consider her feelings at all. To be honest with you, the meat was my filial piety to my grandma.

Besides, no matter who says that I am ungrateful, you can't say that to me.

Even if you refused to lend me a grain of food, the pancakes and bacon you ate along the way were all from my house..."

He had never met Wen Meijiu who was so eloquent, so much so that Ren Meiluo felt that if he didn't interrupt, Wen Meijiu would do all the talking.

With a wave of her hand, she interrupted Wen Meijiu's words and said angrily:

“It’s nice to get pancakes and bacon from your house, but they were earned by my son and are my family’s due. Don’t flatter yourself.

To put it bluntly, you are a money-loser. Sooner or later, you will be thrown away. The things you took are not yours. They belong to Lanling. What has it got to do with you?"

She was spreading rumors and trying to sow discord. Fortunately, Lanling was still young and not around. If the siblings who were not getting along heard this, they might have really fought over who was the head of the family.

Ren Meiluo was spitting all over the place as he spoke, and his head was shaking with excitement, but Wen Meijiu became more and more calm and steady.

After she finished speaking, Wen Meijiu clapped and cheered for her.

“Ma’am, you are really good at speaking!

Since you said so, don’t tell me about your family affairs in the future. You can go talk to Lanling instead.

Or, you can go find someone else, like your good sister Aunt Liu."

Having said this, Wen Meijiu slapped his forehead again and shook his head:

"Oh, no, no, your best sister is even worse off than you, and she doesn't seem to be doing well at the moment, so what can we do?"

After she muttered to herself for a while, she suddenly raised a finger and said with sudden enlightenment:

"Yes, you can go and talk to people from wealthy families. Seeing that you are so sensible, kind, virtuous, and have a deep understanding of justice, they will definitely help you.

If you can't remember who to look for, let me tell you one: Grandpa Wang. He has a lot of surplus food at home. If someone like you goes there, he will definitely line the streets to welcome you.

Go away. If you stay here, I will only make you angry. What if you get sick? "

Ren Meiluo was so angry at Wen Meijiu's nonsense that he couldn't say a word. He turned around and threw away his arms, not forgetting to say harshly:

"We'll see."

"Go on, Auntie. I'm watching!"

Old Li watched Ren Meiluo walking away, his mouth slightly open, dumbfounded.

He really couldn't imagine this side of Wen Meijiu.

Old Li came back to his senses, but saw the same expression on his son's face. However, when he saw him turn around, he immediately restrained his expression and swallowed visibly in his throat.

Old Li quickly squatted down beside Master Wang, fearing that his master might be frightened, and asked quietly:

"My lord, are you okay?"

Wen Meijiu also came back to her senses and looked at Master Wang. Master Wang raised his eyelashes slightly and looked at her with a dark and unfathomable look in his eyes.

Old Li knew his son quite well and guessed about 70% of the answer. As the saying goes, disrespecting elders is a sign of lack of moral character.

Although I heard that Wen Meijiu's wife was a country shrew who was trouble-making, took advantage of others, and had poor moral character, she was still Wen Meijiu's elder after all.

In their opinion, Wen Meijiu was so smart that he could handle a scoundrel like her. So how could the quarrel become so intense that they swore at each other and lost their dignity, becoming a laughing stock for outsiders?

We are on the road fleeing famine, and the family can't even stick together for warmth. Who can we trust?

Both Old Li and Master Wang could see clearly that when Ren Melo first came over, he did not have much malicious intent, but rather had a somewhat humble attitude.

But later, Wen Meijiu forced him into a corner and he couldn't save face, so he had to confront her head-on.

"Your aunt is not an enemy. I think Dazhu is a good person. We should not judge by appearances. Are you being impulsive, young lady?"

Lao Li was just reminding Wen Meijiu and had no ill intentions.

Wen Meijiu got angry instantly, pointed at Prince Wang who was sitting on the ground, and yelled at Lao Li:

"I did that because I wanted to get the old lady away as soon as possible. It was all for him."

"Okay, since you think I'm wrong, I won't bother you anymore."

Wen Meijiu turned and left, leaving Lao Li standing there in fear. He didn't say anything. How could he offend her so easily?

Miss Wen was not like this before.

Turning around, Wen Meijiu let out a long sigh and his steps became lighter.

All is ready except for the opportunity.

"Sir, do you think this Miss Wen is trustworthy?"

Old Li began to doubt his judgment of people.

Prince Wang's eyes were fixed on Wen Meijiu's back, never leaving.

After a long while, he handed his hand to Lao Li and said a few words briefly:

"Hel me up."

Old Li responded and helped Master Wang to stand up.

Prince Wang had been in a coma before, but he was still vaguely conscious. He just couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.

When he was unconscious, it seemed that a woman had wiped his chest. He remembered the strength and gentle feeling of the woman's wrist.

Also, the woman had lifted up his clothes, and he would feel a slight pain on his buttocks, as if being bitten by ants.

After walking around on the ground for a while, Prince Wang suddenly stopped and turned his head to Old Li and said:

"She may not be as simple as we see."