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

Before Zhizheng had gone far, Liu Kerong was already impatient. She figured that Lao Li couldn't control Zhizheng either.

"Honey, do you still want to be a beast of burden, pulling a cart?"

Liu Kerong shouted at Wen Deren, who was standing there dumbfounded watching the commotion. Wen Deren responded somewhat timidly, "I don't want to."

He was exhausted after pulling ropes all night, and he didn't want to live that kind of life again.

Even though he didn't want to offend Wen Meijiu and Wen Houyu, he still obediently listened to Liu Kerong when it came to profit. He had hit her and scolded her, after all, Liu Kerong was his wife. Even if he offended a big shot, they were still family. Besides, she brought greater benefits to the family.

"If you're thinking about it, hurry up and get going."

Once she was sure no one could stop her, Liu Kerong couldn't wait to take everything from the Wen family and make it her own, the sooner the better, since Wen Meijiu might be back anytime soon.

Liu Kerong charged forward, and Wen Deren buried his head and followed her.

Liu Kerong grabbed a bag of millet, while Wen Deren carried most of a bag of flour. The two of them ran towards their car.

Just as Mother was about to step forward, Old Li pulled her back, sat her down where she had been, and addressed the crowd:

"Stop her. Anyone who lets them go will never receive the slightest protection from the guard."

Old Li's words carried weight, and everyone knew that it was Wen Meijiu who was supporting the entire guard team.

The journey of fleeing famine was fraught with danger. Without the guards, the chances of survival were slim. The image of Zhongyong's mother being killed by a single sword was still vivid in his mind.

The crowd erupted into chaos, with some praising Wen Meijiu and stepping forward to block Liu Kerong and her husband's path.

"Get out of the way, you bunch of blind bastards, you actually listen to an outsider and bully our own people."

Liu Kerong held the half-bag of millet and kept throwing it at other people.

With everyone's attention focused on Liu Kerong, Wen Deren seized the opportunity and escaped from the side.

"Auntie, what you're doing isn't right. Put the things back right away."

Dazhu was helping Ma Rulan and Qi Wenjing with cooking when he heard the commotion and rushed over.

Faced with this situation, Dazhu didn't say anything and naturally sided with Wen Meijiu, after all, they were family.

He was tall and strong, and he could easily take down Liu Kerong. He picked her up and pushed her, along with the half-bag of millet, toward the car.

In the past, Liu Kerong and Dazhu's mother, Ren Meiluo, had a good relationship. Later, the two had some unpleasantness. Whenever Liu Kerong went to Ren Meiluo's place, Ren Meiluo would not ignore her. Sometimes she could even ask for some money. Liu Kerong always felt that Ren Meiluo was in the wrong, which was why she was so accommodating to her.

"Dazhu, don't make me say anything too harsh, let go of him right now."

Dazhu wouldn't be intimidated by Liu Kerong's words. With Wen Meijiu gone, he was eating at his second uncle's house, so naturally he had to protect his second uncle's family.

Seeing that Dazhu wouldn't listen to her, Liu Kerong got anxious, bit Dazhu's wrist, and tried to run away with the half-bag of millet in her arms.

Ren Meiluo, who was standing on the periphery, didn't want to get involved, but when she saw her son being bitten, she immediately panicked, rushed through the crowd, and stretched out her arm to block Liu Kerong's way.

"Liu Kerong, we have no recent grievances or past grudges, so why did you bite my son?"

Ren Meiluo is not someone to be trifled with; Dazhu is her darling, and Liu Kerong knows this too.

She knew it, but today's situation was different from usual. She wanted to get compensation for her mule, and she absolutely had to get it.

"Pah, we have a deep-seated grudge. Don't pretend to be a good person here. You're no good either, you're a traitor."

Her words startled Ren Meiluo, and her heart began to pound. She wondered if the woman knew something.

Just as Ren Meiluo was stunned, Liu Kerong stomped hard on Ren Meiluo's foot, turned sideways, grabbed her things, and ran away.

"Ah! Grab him, quickly grab her!"

Despite screaming in pain, Ren Meiluo couldn't let Liu Kerong go. For some reason, she felt that Liu Kerong would ruin her current good life.

"Where do you think you're going to run to?"

Hearing that something was wrong, Wen Meijiu's uncles Wen Houzhong and Wen Houman also ran over. The two brothers joined forces to surround Ren Meiluo, who was trying to run away.

Seeing that he had no chance of getting an advantage, Ren Meiluo aimed at the two brothers who were running over, lifted the bag in his arms, and splashed the whole bag of millet out, soaking the two brothers.

"Pah!" Finally venting her anger, I can't eat it, and nobody else can either. I threw it away, Liu Kerong said triumphantly, hands on her hips.

"You, you shrew, if Wen Deren doesn't teach you a lesson, I'll teach you one today."

Wen Houzhong was an honest and kind farmer, and they were on the road fleeing famine. Millet was such a precious grain, yet Liu Kerong wasted it.

This was intolerable! He raised his hand and slapped Liu Kerong across the face.

Liu Kerong had seen it all before, so she faced the challenge head-on, deliberately provoking Wen Houzhong by meeting his slap head-on.

"Go ahead and hit me, hit me here. If you dare to hit me, my husband will dare to hit your wife."

The kind and honest man lived up to his name, and he immediately impressed everyone. Ren Meiluo was the backbone of their family.

"Beat her! She bit our son too."

Ren Meiluo, holding Dazhu's bleeding wrist, ran towards them while giving Wen Houzhong a death order.

"Go to hell!"

Before Wen Houzhong could finish receiving the order, Ren Meiluo struck hard at Wen Houzhong's groin, kicking him.

Wen Houzhong clutched his groin in pain, collapsed to the ground, and screamed in agony.

Wen Houman's face turned slightly pale, and he quickly bent down to check on his elder brother's condition.

"You little bitch, how dare you hit my son! I'll make you pay!"

After all, he's her own son. If something really goes wrong, how can he hold his head up in front of his wife as a man in the future?

The old lady, who had been helped to the scene by her youngest daughter-in-law Ma Hui, was so angry that she was about to go crazy. She raised her cane and smashed it down on Liu Kerong's head.

Liu Kerong ran fast, and the old lady's cane veered off course and hit her shoulder with considerable force.

"Ah! You old hag!"

Liu Kerong clutched her shoulder and kicked the old woman in the back of the knee. The old woman lost her balance and fell to her knees.

Unable to lift her mother-in-law, Ma Hui turned around, grabbed Liu Kerong's clothes, and started wrestling with her.

Liu Kerong is a notorious shrew; when she really gets into a tantrum, Ma Hui is no match for her.

However, Ma Hui was also quite capable, holding on tightly to the person until her mother quickly ran over to help.

The two sisters-in-law and Liu Kerong started arguing and fighting, moving from one side to the other, and finally managed to pin Liu Kerong down, making her unable to move at all.

However, Liu Kerong was no pushover. Seeing someone secretly picking up the millet she had scattered on the ground, she suddenly had a brilliant idea and shouted to the villagers:

"Everyone, go grab it! Wen Meijiu's run away anyway, and this group's going to fall apart. If we don't take it, we'll be rich!"

"Let's all grab it! Why do they get to eat the best food and drink the finest things, while we can only eat wild vegetables, cornbread, and bean curd cakes?"

The person who picked up the item from the ground was doing so secretly, and no one noticed. They just took it without a second thought. But when she shouted, they were so frightened that they ran away clutching what was inside their clothes.

"My goodness, she made a lot."

Those with sharp eyes had already spotted it and were very envious, regretting that they hadn't been quick-witted earlier, so they hurried over to pick up the leftovers.

The worst thing is when everyone rushes in. Those who can't find the grain feel like they've lost out, so they sneak up to the carriage carrying the warm wine to steal some. Afraid of being discovered, they run so fast that they spill the grain all over the ground.

This is going to be quite a spectacle.