The black-bellied peasant girl is reborn, and her weird relatives are mad

Two or three maids supported an old lady with gray hair and a stern face and slowly walked into the yard. She looked at Jiang Muxia with a pair of tentative eyes, and there was a barely perceptible disdain in her eyes.

Jiang Muxia raised the corners of his lips, ignoring her disdain, smiling even more, and knelt down towards her, calling her, "Old sister-in-law."

Tang Rong had a tense face and pursed lips. He went forward to support her and called out in a slow and drawn-out voice, "Mom, look."

She pointed at her red and swollen white cheeks, rolled her eyes at Jiang Muxia, and laughed smugly to herself.

Unexpectedly, the old lady nodded her head and scolded her in a serious tone, "Did you say something wrong again? Although your seventh aunt is young, she has experienced a lot, and with the guidance of the princess, she is very comfortable dealing with all kinds of people. It is your good fortune to be taught a lesson by her. You just need to remember where you went wrong and correct it with an open mind."

Jiang Muxia sneered, meaning that as a woman she was used to showing up in public and was a restless person.

Tang Rong pouted and hummed, although she was dissatisfied but did not dare to refute. Aunt Cui smiled and came forward to send the old woman away and let her support the old lady instead.

"The snow is heavy and the roads are slippery. Why is my mother here?"

Jiang Muxia and Liu Qingyuan raised their eyebrows. What a mother! A concubine called the old lady mother, and no one reprimanded her. This family is rotten.

"If I don't come, you will make a big fuss. Yi'er, as a husband, you do such a shameful thing of favoring a concubine and neglecting your wife, which even causes your brother to be criticized when he is an official outside. You shouldn't do that! Although you are not my son, your biological mother left early, and you can be said to have grown up under my knees. There are three boys in my family. Zheng'er and you are both illegitimate sons, but why is it that other people's courtyards are so clean, with clear distinctions between legitimate and illegitimate children, and differences in hierarchy? Why are you the only one who does such a shameful thing?" The old lady pounded the crutches in her hand on the snow, "dong dong dong", and became more and more angry as she spoke. Her words revealed that Tang Yi inherited his character from his biological mother.

Tang Yi lowered his head with a sullen face, saying nothing.

The old lady turned her spearhead towards Liu Qinghe, "You too, Yi'er's wife, are too weak as the legal wife to be trampled on by a concubine. You have been humiliated for so many years, why didn't you tell mother about it? If it weren't for the rumors on the street, your brother would have written to me from thousands of miles away and told me, and I would still be kept in the dark. You are so confused."

What a scheming old lady, she has cleared herself of all charges. She was the one who gave me the concubine, and she was the one who allowed Tang Yi to favor the concubine and kill his wife. If she says she doesn't know, she is just kidding.

If Mei Zhao and Liu Xuer had not spread the story of Tang Yi favoring his concubine and killing his wife, the censor would not have impeached her biological son Tang Lian. Only then did she realize that she had only cared about having fun and had forgotten that this illegitimate son was as close to her as her biological son. If he did something that brought disgrace to the family, her biological son would also be implicated.

Since she received the letter in the morning, she felt dizzy and had an attack of gout. She lay in bed for half a day. It was not until the doorman reported that Jiang Muxia came to the house to look for Liu Qinghe that she struggled to get up.

The anger that had been suppressed for half a day was finally taken out on the couple.

Liu Qinghe shrank back and dared not say a word. The old lady secretly called her a fool.

"Who just said that they wanted to leave this hell at home?" She asked knowingly. It was clearly the childish voice of a little child. Tang Yizi was the only child in the yard. Who else could it be but him?

Tang Yizi hid behind his uncle, his face was pale and his small body was shaking constantly.

"Be good, uncle is here, I am not afraid." Liu Qingyuan said expressionlessly, "Why worry about what a child says? As a grandmother, are you going to argue with your grandson?"

The old lady snorted coldly, "What does an ignorant child know? He naturally couldn't think of such a thing. Liu, I'm afraid you often act recklessly in front of the child, and he kept the words in his heart. It's probably not accidental that he said it today."

She pounded her cane hard on the ground, angrily scolding, "Liu, I thought you were honest, but you had such a rebellious heart. As a mother, I taught you this by words and deeds, but you know you are wrong."

Liu Qinghe shuddered. The old lady's roar was like a spell, making her dizzy. She obediently knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

Jiang Muxia grabbed her and shook her head at her.

She turned around and smiled, "What is the old sister-in-law doing? If a son is not well educated, it is the father's fault. You are blaming the wrong person, right? Or is it that the daughter-in-law is an outsider, and you can blame her for any mistakes without asking any questions. I heard everyone say that Aunt Cui was sent to the room by the old sister-in-law. According to your way of thinking, Tang Yi favored his concubine and ignored his wife, and the root cause was you. Now that it has become like this, are outsiders going to put the blame on you?"

Tang Rong glared at her and was about to retort, but the old lady raised her hand to stop him.

Her eyes darkened, and her voice was steady and powerful, "Seventh sister-in-law, be careful with your words. I sent someone to Yi'er's room just to share the burden for Liu. I also sent someone to Zheng'er's room. The wives and concubines get along well with each other, and help Zheng'er manage the backyard in an orderly manner. Look at them, they make a mess every day, it's not because of their own incompetence, how can you blame me, an old woman?"

Jiang Muxia sighed, "That's because Tang Zheng has a pure heart."

She sneered and glanced at Tang Yi, "The Yi'er you mentioned is a fool."

Tang Yi glared at her, but she rolled her eyes at him.

Jiang Muxia held Liu Qinghe's hand and said, "Look, her hands are now red, swollen and covered with scars. Look at Aunt Cui's hands."

Aunt Cui hid her hands in her sleeves as if feeling guilty. She took a glance and turned her head away with disdain.

"Madam Liu wasn't like this when she married into your family, otherwise you wouldn't have liked her. Even though Aunt Cui is a scourge, this scourge was first sent by the old sister-in-law, and then Tang Yi indulged her into this state. Any normal man would only scold the concubine when he saw her asking the main concubine to wash clothes, but Tang Yi would pretend to be deaf and dumb. Now you are blaming the victim, which is really funny."

"Mother, look, even at this time, there are still people speaking for her, look..." Aunt Cui instigated and tried to divert attention.

Jiang Muxia's few words made the old lady's face turn blue and red. Jiang Muxia's every word pierced her lungs, making her so angry that her chest felt stuffy and she almost fainted from suffocation.

"Shut up. Aunt Li, tie up this evildoer and throw him into the woodshed."

She recalled what her son had written in the letter: the emperor had him tied up and beaten thirty times in front of all his peers in the government office, and now he was still lying in bed unable to get up. Even though she was thousands of miles away, she could still feel the humiliation rushing over her head, making her eyes see stars. She wished she could skin everyone in this family alive.

"Mother." Tang Yi just opened his mouth to persuade her, but the old lady glared at him coldly. He then shut up and lowered his head, not daring to look at Aunt Cui.

The old women acted cleanly and efficiently, and it didn't look like this was the first time they had done such a thing. Aunt Cui kicked and struggled violently, asking Tang Yi for help while loudly cursing the old women.

The old woman looked around the yard and saw a piece of cloth sticking out from the snow in the corner of the wall.

He rushed over, pulled it out, and stuffed it into Aunt Cui's mouth without caring what it was.

Aunt Cui's eyes were wide open. The man had been tied up tightly, and the old woman was pulling him out.

Tang Yi watched helplessly as the person he loved most was taken away, not daring to say a word.

"It's either you, the old sister-in-law, who is wise, or you, who is decisive in your actions, and you get rid of a troublemaker in one go." Jiang Muxia praised her openly but secretly criticized her. It was obviously a matter that could be solved with just a few words from her, but she indulged her son until now. Only now did she feel the pain when the stick fell on her own son.