The Little Lucky Girl of the Hunter Family

Although neither of them signed the peace agreement, the words Lu Chaoshan said were deeply imprinted in her heart.

This is no longer her home!

After realizing what was happening, she quickly changed direction and turned her target to the Qian family.

The cold wind continued to blow, but it could not extinguish the anger in her heart. Instead, it made her feel uncomfortable with the cold.

But even so, she still clenched her fists, looked behind her with resentment, and secretly made a vow in her heart.

The Lu family dares to humiliate me like this, Lu Chaoshan will come after me sooner or later!

When that time comes, I will not go back to the Lu family. Instead, I will do as Grandma Qian said and marry a rich man and give Lu Chaoshan a good beating!

If she had more power, she would destroy the Lu family and keep them under her control forever.

She didn't know if it was because her fantasy was too wonderful, or because she had been walking with Jiang Yao for too long today and was a little tired, but she fell asleep in the car without realizing it.

When they arrived at Daxi Village, Mrs. Qian had not woken up yet. It was not until Granny Qian walked around the village that she woke her up.

Seeing that there was no one around, Old Lady Qian didn't hesitate to grab Qian's collar and dragged her off the carriage.

"Asshole! We have to do so much work every day, but we only earn so little money. We can't even pay the rent, and you're still thinking about buying an ox cart. Wait until I get home and teach you a lesson!"

Seeing that the old lady looked ferocious and wanted to take Qian back, the driver stopped them.

"It's one thing for you to take care of your daughter, but you have to pay for a carriage."

Old Mrs. Qian had no intention of going back on her word, and now that someone had said that, she didn't want to spread the matter and ruin the Qian family's reputation, so she rolled her eyes, took the purse from Qian, and took the money for the carriage.

The driver took the silver and wanted to leave, but when he saw that Granny Qian looked like she was going to kill him, he tried to dissuade her.

"You old woman, she is your daughter after all, you should be lenient with her. An ox cart only costs three cents, there is no need."

Old Mrs. Qian was so angry at her words that she yelled.

"Who do you think you are? I care about my daughter, what are you talking about here? Go away!"

When Granny Qian saw that there seemed to be someone looking around in the yard, she didn't say anything more and took Qian home.

Mrs. Qian seemed to have her hand on Qian's arm, but in fact she was holding her down. Only Qian knew that Mrs. Qian was secretly pinching her neck.

Although Qian's arm hurt, she still felt a little touched in her heart.

You know, her mother usually scolded her, but no one had ever spoken to her like this, so she couldn't help but secretly look at the coachman in the carriage.

Perhaps because he has been driving a horse-drawn carriage for many years, this man has a slightly dark complexion and an honest face, and is quite similar to Lu Chaoshan.

Only then did Qian realize that her actions just now were seen by Granny Qian, and she quickly explained in a low voice.

"Mother, don't misunderstand me. He is just an ordinary coachman. Otherwise, why would he buy my carriage?"

"You'd better be honest!"

Old Madam Qian glared at Qian and said fiercely, "From today on, you are not allowed to go out for seven days. Stay here honestly! I am arranging your marriage. If you still want to play tricks, be careful or I will punish you!"

"Yes, mother, I won't do anything stupid, so don't worry." Qian hung her head, looking extremely well-behaved, without any trace of her previous hot temper.

When Old Lady Qian saw her like this, she sneered and pulled her hand back.

Qian was afraid of angering Old Man Qian, so she didn't care what had just been pinched on her. It was not until she got to the small and simple room that she mustered up her courage, rolled up her sleeves and checked carefully.

It's covered in blue and purple, looks scary, and hurts to touch.

Qian looked at the wound in front of her, stunned for a while, pulled a wooden hairpin from her head, and stabbed the bed hard a few times while cursing.

"You can't bully me! When I find a good husband, I will make you pay sooner or later!"

But before that, she had to mock Lu Chaoshan a few times, otherwise the anger in his heart would not subside.

However, Qian never expected that she would have to wait for seven days. She was busy like a slave and hardly left the house, but there was still no sign of Lu Chaoshan.

For a moment, a strong feeling of frustration came over me.

Is Lu Chaoshan going to ignore her?

This thought flashed through her mind, and Qian consoled herself, denying the thought, muttering, "How is this possible? Lu Chaoshan has become a useless person now. With only two prodigal wives at home, there is no way they can raise Lai Fu!"

"Not only Lai Fu, even Lu Chaoshan is a man, how could he possibly educate these two pieces of trash!"

Thinking of this, Mrs. Lu's mood finally improved a little.

However, a day passed and Lu Chaoshan still did not show up. Qian could no longer hold back and wanted to go home to visit her three children.

Unexpectedly, on the way back, she met the cowherd who brought her back to Daxi Village again.

Qian didn't know what he was thinking, he just stretched out his hand to greet him.

Seeing that Qian's face was becoming increasingly ugly, the driver felt bad for her and asked her to stop and get in the car.

"Girl, where are you going? I have nothing to do today, so I'll take my leave."

Having a car is better than walking, and it also proves that her life is good, so she agreed.

Because the two were in a bad mood, they just said a few words casually and then stopped talking.

When she arrived at her and Lu Chaoshan's hometown and heard the familiar child's voice, Qian's eyes suddenly filled with tears. She said thank you and hurried back to the courtyard.

However, her footsteps became heavier and heavier, and she didn't even have the courage to push the door.

The room was filled with laughter. Through the door, she could still see two people who used to wear dirty and ragged clothes, now they had changed into brand new clothes and were dressed even more beautifully than her.

Her little darling Lai Fu also changed into clean clothes. His face was still chubby and his complexion was much better. He didn't look sick at all.