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Mingheng frowned and returned the things.

"I am full."

He is not used to eating food from strangers.

The girl's face flushed, and she was at a loss with the rice bowl in her hand. Zhongqin hooked her finger slightly and took the initiative to say, "I'm a little hungry. Can you give me some food?"

The girl lowered her head.

Zhongqin thought it was too abrupt, so she added, "I can give you ten cents."

Snapped!

Jia Yihe threw the thing in his hand at Zhongqin and asked with wide eyes, "Who told you to eat it? This is a token of my love. How can it be bought with ten cents?"

As a secret guard, he hid the bloodthirsty aura on his body.

Of course, Zhong Qin was not on guard against Jia Yihe. She looked at the soup spilled on her clothes. Her feet were a little painful from being hit. She frowned and said, "That's not what I meant."

Mingheng stepped forward, grabbed her sleeve, bent down and cleaned the food residue off her body.

"Feel sorry."

This is because of him.

Seeing the two of them so close, Jia Yihe gritted her teeth and trembled with anger: "I've known for a long time that your relationship is not normal. You are fake siblings! Why are you pretending? Are you afraid that others will not know about your dirty deeds?"

More and more people came to watch the show.

Zhongqin pursed her lips, not knowing how to explain. She clenched her fists and watched everyone pointing and talking. The anger in her heart slowly disappeared. She lowered her head and picked up the hoe without any emotion.

The lady is pregnant and cannot cause trouble.

Turn around and look at the golden color in the field.

Ming Heng said, "We are real siblings or fake siblings, what does it have to do with you? She meant well and was worried that you would be embarrassed, but you hit her and apologized."

Jia Yihe raised his head and said stubbornly.

"There is no place in our village for people with corrupt moral character! I won't apologize! She deserves it."

Mingheng took a step forward.

Zhongqin grabbed his arm and said in a deep voice, "Hit her and dirty your hands."

There was a noise in the east.

Jiang Jing and others came over and listened to Mingheng's explanation of the whole process. He realized that Mingheng had provoked Peach Blossom. "You don't need to apologize for this matter. He slandered the girl's reputation and also caused trouble and assaulted people. Just report it to the police."

"No." Zhongqin swallowed the word 'Prime Minister' and said, "I'll handle it myself. Don't disturb her."

Jiang Jing responded: "Well, be gentle."

Jiang Jing and Gao Jing left and took sickles to cut wheat for the villagers to earn extra money.

Looking at the two handsome backs.

It's a pity for Jia Yihe.

In fact, she first considered these two men, but they both had wives. How could a poor family take a concubine? It would be a joke, so she set her sights on the honest and capable Mingheng.

Jia Yihe speculated: "You are so close to this man, are you two having an affair? He is a married man, you are so shameless..."

Snapped.

The slap on the face hurt like hell.

Zhongqin frowned as she looked at the blood at the corner of her mouth. She heard Mingheng chuckle, "I really held back."

"I believe."

As a fellow secret guard, Ming Heng knew very well that if he used all his strength, a single slap would kill the person.

Jia Yihe stepped back in fear. She held up the blood on her finger and cried to the villagers, "These outsiders are going to kill people! Dad, Mom! A bitch hit her daughter!"

The Jia couple loved their daughter very much. She was beautiful and was said to be blessed and would marry a high-ranking official. They took great precautions to prevent her from becoming rich.

She touched her daughter's face, which was swollen.

"Who hit me!"

She and the child's father took off their shoes and hit Zhongqin.

Ming Heng stepped forward, grabbed their wrists, and pushed them hard: "It was your daughter who was rude and started the fight first. This slap makes us even."

Ma Ying put her hands on her hips and said, "Isn't it just a hit? She hit my daughter's face like this, she must apologize!"

Jia Changli agreed.

"Yes! You must apologize! You must kneel down and apologize!"

When Jia saw that it was someone close to the Prime Minister, she smiled at Ma Ying and said, "Sister, stop making trouble. It's just a friction between the girls. Just laugh it off."

"Get out of the way." Ma Ying pushed Jia away.

Jia's father hurriedly supported him, his face flushed: "Why do you talk like that?"

Ma Ying sneered, "Oh, my daughter is Fu Cheng's concubine, and now she wants to ride on my head and pee and shit? I'm telling you, this matter must be explained!"

Zhongqin looked towards home.

His eyes became gentle. It was the young lady. No, he had to deal with the matter before the young lady came.

"What do you want to say?"

At this time, Jia Yihe said a few words in the woman's ear. Her eyes were always fixed on Mingheng. Seeing that her mother disagreed, she stomped her feet and acted coquettishly.

"Mom, I secretly saw them drinking bird's nest that day."

"Really?" Ma Ying's eyes widened. Just hearing these two words was worth a fortune. She shouted, "If my sister commits a crime, my brother has to take the responsibility, right?"

"..."

Jiusu put down the food and asked, "What happened?"

The man supported her and walked into the crowd.

Ma Ying cleared his throat, pointed at Ming Heng, and said, "I want you to marry my daughter!"

Zhongqin decisively refused: "No!"

"Hmph, if you don't agree, we'll go to the village chief's house and make a scene. You outsiders actually hit people, and the village chief will definitely kick you out!" Ma Ying asked again, "Will you marry me or not?!"

"Ah."

Jiusu couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Is it really impossible for your daughter to get married?"

Zhongqin's heart sank. She walked up to Jiusu, lowered her head, and said guiltily, "I'm sorry."

After following the young lady for these days, she learned to be soft-hearted.

But being soft-hearted is not a good thing.

Jiusu shook her head and looked at her dirty clothes: "Go change into clean clothes, I'm here and I will never let you suffer any injustice."

Ma Ying cursed: "My daughter is born with gold in her destiny. It is his honor to marry her."

Many people shook their heads, especially those who had met several families in Jiayihe before, but were ridiculed for their poor conditions. This time, they were going to give them a good beating.

"Oh, even with the gold, your daughter still hasn't gotten married."

"You're still so picky, don't let yourself get married when the time comes."

Jia Yihe blushed and hid behind her parents. Ma Ying spat at the women, "Pah, pah, pah, you gossipers, you just look down on your family."

Jiusu asked: "Mingheng, do you want this 'honor'?"

Ming Heng's mouth twitched. What kind of family were these? He lowered his head and said, "I'm afraid I'm not worthy of it. There's no need to waste time arguing with them. Even if we take the matter to the village chief's house, we're still right."

The village chief got the news and came quickly.

Hearing the villagers talking about this farce, he was furious. He said to Jia Changli, "Hurry up and take your wife and daughter back home. Don't embarrass yourself here!"

Ma Ying wanted to refute: "Village Chief..."

The village chief snorted coldly and warned, "If you cause trouble again, I will kick you out of Fujia Village!"

Now, the family of three didn't dare to speak.

The village chief waved his hands and said angrily, "Disperse, disperse! Disperse quickly! Have you finished your work? If you delay any longer, the crops in the fields will be wasted!"

He accepted three taels of silver from the other party.

Seeing the villagers leave, the village chief breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm so sorry, if you have any problems in the future, please come to me."

Jiusu curled his lips and said, "Thank you, Village Chief. Anyway, Zhongqin also beat her. In our opinion, it's even. I just don't know what they think."

The village chief hurriedly said, "Don't worry, I will do some ideological work for them when I get back."