Quick travel: The poor little thing in the period novel strikes back

"Mom, how could I be that kind of person? How could I bully my sister-in-law just because my father is the village chief?"

"I said no, as a son, I have to take care of you and dad in the future, how can I let my sister-in-law, a girl, worry about it."

"My sister-in-law is weak, so it's better to take care of her!"

Liu Cuimiao was skeptical about her son's explanation. She looked him up and down for a long time and immediately looked at Zhao Ze, who seemed a little guilty for some reason.

"Forget it, forget it. If you don't believe me, forget it. I'm too lazy to explain it."

After saying this, Zhao Ze slammed the gate and left.

"You little brat, who are you calling me here? You are so annoying. I am so pissed off."

Seeing her son slam the door and leave, Liu Cuimiao felt embarrassed and cursed. She then glanced at Village Chief Zhao who was sitting in the corner puffing on his pipe, and her anger immediately shifted to his target.

"Your well-educated son knows how to irritate me. You too are the head of a village, but you can't even fart at home. You keep twitching all day long. How can I not beat you to death?"

"Oh, I can't live anymore. I'm going to go back to the house and lie down for a while. You can go to work in the fields by yourself this afternoon."

Village Chief Zhao remained silent: "............"

Because of today's fight, the Zhao family is in turmoil, and the person who started it is also very angry.

Widow Wang fled back home in a panic. The stench and the scratches from Liu Cuimiao made her more and more angry, so she lost control of her hands and feet while washing in the yard.

"Hualal ...

"Hualal ...

"Hua Hua Hua..."

The continuous sound of water in the yard woke up Liang Jiaxue, who was still catching up on his sleep. He straightened his messy clothes and went out of the house to check the situation.

As soon as Liang Jiaxue walked out of the house, he saw his mother standing in the yard taking a shower in broad daylight. Although she was wearing clothes, it was somewhat indecent, which made him frown in disapproval.

"Mom, where have you been? Why don't you go to the bathroom to take a shower?"

"Jiaxue, did I wake you up? I just couldn't sleep because of the heat, so I went to the fields at noon and accidentally got covered in cow dung. I washed it off, but I'm dirty, so don't come near me."

"Besides, I know you like to be clean. If you wash in the bathroom, it will be full of odor."

Widow Wang acted like a loving mother to Liang Jiaxue. She only wanted her precious boy to study hard, and she didn't want to tell her son about the dirty things in the village.

"Then go and have a rest after you finish washing. You must be tired after working all morning. I will do the work in the fields this afternoon."

The high school that Liang Jiaxue attended had a busy farming season holiday yesterday afternoon, but he stayed one more night just to read more. Today, he took a ride back to the village, and after resting for a while, he doesn't feel tired at all.

Seeing his mother looking somewhat embarrassed, he, as a son, felt uncomfortable.

"No, no, I'm not tired at all. Besides, you finally came back to rest, just stay at home and read a book. It's so hot outside!"

"Mom, I'm the only man in our family, so what's wrong with me doing some work? Besides, the school gives us holidays so that we can go home and help with the work, so don't argue with me!"

Liang Jiaxue was a very opinionated man. Once he made a decision, he would not change it easily. When he heard his mother's refusal, the few warm colors on his face faded away, and it was obvious that he was impatient.

No one knows a son better than his mother. Wang Qiuhong could see that her son was unhappy and compromised quickly:

"Okay, okay, my dear son, I've cooked some mung bean soup on the stove. I'll get you some in an enamel pot and you can take it to the field to drink later."

At the strong request of his mother, Liang Jiaxue was fully armed - a straw hat, work gloves, and a small basket containing a towel and mung bean soup. Holding these things, Liang Jiaxue went to the land allocated to his family.

Taohua Village is a small village with little land and a small population, so each family is allocated a fixed amount of land for work.

The Liang family learned the art in the fields. The uncles and aunts who worked in the neighboring fields were all familiar to them. When they saw the Liang family coming over to learn the art, they would greet them warmly or make some jokes.

"The scholar from the Liang family has come to work in the fields. Your mother couldn't bear to see you suffer like this!"

"Yes, home study. Why don't you study at home on such a hot day?"

"Jiaxue is a sophomore this year, right? Are you sure you can get a job in a factory after you graduate next year? Your mother said you want to be a city dweller and marry a city wife in the future!"

When Wang Qiuhong was working or chatting, she often boasted about her good son to the people around her, saying that he was good at studying and that he had a friend who was the son of the owner of a machinery factory in the town, and that he would have a chance to work in the factory in the future.

Liang Jiaxue didn't care about the sour teasing from these people. He just put down the basket he brought and picked up the hoe to start working.

Those who started to make fun of others ended up in a state of disgrace, and in the end everyone picked up their farm tools and continued to work, but they certainly couldn't help cursing.

Most people in the village are still very simple, but they can't stand Wang Qiuhong's constant mouth offending people all day long. She has lost a good impression among the villagers and has caused many problems. Whatever Wang Qiuhong says, everyone will take it to heart first.

Although Liang Jiaxue, like most teenagers in the village, has dark and healthy skin and a strong body, his good physique is the result of his exercise from traveling to the town. In fact, he spends most of his time sitting in the classroom and studying quietly.

So he was not as efficient as the villagers at work. When the sun set, the villagers in the fields went home, but Liang Jiaxue refused to give up and worked until dark, catching up with the others before rushing home with his things.

Liang Jiaxue didn't rest the whole afternoon, so naturally he didn't drink a sip of the mung bean soup. When Wang Qiuhong opened the basket brought back by her beloved son, she saw a lot of ants crawling in the enamel pot containing mung bean soup, and she felt heartbroken.

She felt bad for wasting food, and also felt bad for her son who had been tired all afternoon without even a moment to rest. When Liang Jiaxue came out to wash up and eat, she didn't care about herself and kept putting food into her son's bowl.

After dinner, she urged her son to rest quickly. Even Wang Qiuhong herself went to bed early, fearing that she would make some noise and disturb her son's rest.

The Liang family soon fell into silence.

In the middle of the night, an agile figure climbed over the wall of the Liang family's house and stayed in front of two closed rooms for a long time.

Finally, the figure stopped in front of a house on the right, then squatted down and poured something in front of the door. Finally, he returned the same way and climbed over the wall to leave the yard.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

Shi Yan just ate something casually in the evening and went to bed early. She was just following the routine of covering the plants in every corner of the village with her supernatural powers little by little, and increasing the storage capacity of the world's physical supernatural powers by consuming the supernatural powers. Then she saw the scene at the Wang family and couldn't help laughing out loud.