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Soon Zhuang Qiuhe was frightened by her own thoughts. No matter what, Qin Ziqian was her son.

"Jiang Mian, you are such a good disguise. You are so gentle and weak on weekdays, but now this is probably your true face! Women are the most vicious, and it really is true. It is useless for you to threaten my mother like this. Blood is thicker than water. She can't bear to leave me. Even if my mother dies, she will not let me die."

There was a chill in Qin Ziqian's voice that made Zhuang Qiuhe shudder.

She almost forgot that Qin Ziqian would really kill them now.

Zhuang Qiuhe's eyes flashed with determination, and then she made up her mind, "I want to live, as for Ziqian...you can do whatever you want with him!"

Qin Ziqian just felt incredible: "What are you talking about? You want me to die in exchange for your chance to survive? What's the point of you, an old man and a madman, surviving?"

He struggled frantically, uttering obnoxious curses that sounded particularly harsh.

Zhuang Qiuhe closed her eyes in despair and comforted herself that her son Qin Ziqian was already dead and this one was just an evil ghost.

"What about you, you wicked and heartless thing, do you still have any conscience? I gave birth to you and raised you, but you let me die. And your sister, she has become like this..."

Qin Ziqian said as a matter of course: "If it weren't for me, would you be alive today? You should sacrifice yourself for me."

Jiang Mian admired the mother and son scolding each other and telling each other to die, and he felt much better.

"Mother-in-law, I admire you for this. After all, if a man does not take care of himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth!"

She changed the subject: "But I won't let any of you go!"

The smile just now disappeared, and Jiang Mian's eyes suddenly became cold. He waved at Ding Dashan and asked him to tie up all three people tightly.

"After all, only the dead can't speak."

Zhuang Qiuhe then realized that she had been tricked by Jiang Mian.

Qin Ziqian's expression also changed suddenly. He knew very well that the woman in front of him was no longer as gentle and gullible as before. Her eyes flashed with determination and madness, which made him tremble and roar: "Jiang Mian, are you crazy? Such behavior is unforgivable, and the government will not let you go!"

Jiang Mian smiled lightly: "The government has no control over this place at all."

This unexpected change made her realize that everything in the world has its destiny and cannot be forced.

Those things you once dreamed of are ultimately nothing but a mirage. The only way to be free is to let go.

Before leaving, she looked back at Qin Ziqian, turned a deaf ear to their curses, and just said lightly: "Only if you die can I live well."

The dilapidated house was already shaky, so Ding Dashan poured tung oil prepared in advance on it.

Under the cover of night, the flames of the torches suddenly leaped up, and the fire spread at an alarming speed, turning the hut into a sea of ​​fire.

Amid the billowing smoke, a shrill howl could be heard faintly from inside the house. "Jiang Mian, you will not have a good end. To take away my hatred and vengeance, I swear to turn into a fierce ghost and take your life!"

Jiang Mian sneered, "Then come and find me. I'll wait for you to come."

A moment later, a burning figure staggered out from the billowing smoke and the blazing sea of ​​fire, stumbled towards Jiang Mian and grabbed her hand. The scorching temperature made her scream.

At the critical moment, Ding Dashan protected her and kicked the fire man back into the sea of ​​fire, bringing up a cloud of hot embers and a roar of despair, but it was enough to make Jiang Mian feel scared.

Seeing a figure approaching not far away, she gently pushed Ding Dashan beside her and whispered to him to evacuate the scene quickly.

He immediately took a handful of ash from the ground and smeared it on his face, then tore his clothes into tatters.

She gathered her emotions, knelt on the ground, and burst into a heart-wrenching cry: "Mother-in-law, husband, you died so tragically!"

Flames were blazing all around and the villagers were extremely anxious. They were so focused on putting out the raging fire that they had no time to think about anything else.

In this chaos, only Jiang Mian's crying voice penetrated the noise, sounding particularly desolate. No one cared that Jiang Mian, who fell to the ground, had a triumphant smile on his face.

When Jiang Nianwei arrived, the fire had been put out, leaving only wisps of smoke, mottled ruins and ashes on the ground.

She looked thoughtfully at Jiang Mian who was still sobbing, and knew in her heart that all this must be her doing.

Jiang Mian's knees suddenly weakened, and he fell to the ground, tears streaming down his face, his voice sad: "Cousin, I... I have lost everything, my family is broken up, and now I am alone. I only ask you to show mercy and spare my life. Jiang Mian sincerely regrets and is willing to take the rest of his life as a lesson."

The surrounding villagers, seeing this scene, were filled with grief and tried to persuade her: "Miss Jiang, people are all made of flesh and blood. Since your cousin has admitted her fault, why don't you give her a chance to mend her ways? After all, we are blood relatives, so why should we be so hasty to hurt each other?"

Those people didn't understand Jiang Mian's personality, but Jiang Nianwei knew it very well. But who can't act in front of everyone?

She helped Jiang Mian up and said, "How can I blame you?"

After saying that, she leaned close to Jiang Mian's ear, her voice thin as a thread, but full of deep meaning: "Actually, I should be grateful to you. You helped me a lot. I will remember this friendship in my heart."

Jiang Mian understood that she had something else in her words. Could it be that she had discovered all that he had done? He could not help but raise his head in horror.

Jiang Nianwei simply said: "Just stay on the island and live a good life."

Jiang Mian finally breathed a sigh of relief, but when he met Jiang Nianwei's deep eyes, an inexplicable chill rose up his spine involuntarily.

From the ashes left by the raging fire, several charred and twisted corpses whose faces were no longer recognizable were slowly carried out.

Jiang Nianwei slowly walked to the heart-pounding scene, staring at it all with complicated eyes, muttering to herself: "I originally wanted you all to live and suffer more, but ah, your time is up, you die, but there is still one person... Qin Ziqian, I know you miss her, sooner or later I will let her go down to accompany you."

The death of this family did not have much impact on the village. Two days later, everything returned to normal.

With the end of her dispute with Qin Ziqian, Jiang Mian finally felt relieved and knew she would never have to suffer torture and abuse from that family again.

Now she pretends to be harmless to lower Jiang Nianwei's vigilance. When she finds an opportunity, she can leave here and start her life again.

But Jiang Nianwei did not arrange new accommodation for her, and Jiang Mian could not live openly in Ding Dashan's house, as this would arouse other people's suspicion.

Jiang Nianwei said with a half-smile: "I don't know whose fault it is that this house has become like this. You can continue to live there, but you need to rely on your own strength to rebuild the house. Work hard, my cousin."

Jiang Mian's face turned pale instantly. Asking her to build a house, what's the difference between that and hard labor?

"Cousin, didn't we agree that..."

"Yes, we agreed to let you stay in the village, but the damage caused should be borne by you, the culprit."

After that, Jiang Nianwei stopped paying attention to her. If Jiang Mian still had room to change, she might consider not making things difficult for her. If she was still the same as before...

All causes and effects are the result of her own choices, and there is no blame to be had.

Now that Qin Ziqian is dead, everything that happened before seems so unreal, but no matter what, this is the retribution that the scumbag deserves.

……

Coming to Yazhou City again, Jiang Nianwei found that this place seemed to have more vitality than before she left.

She walked slowly to the front of Baihua Tower. There was a constant stream of people in front of the door. The diners were either laughing or talking in low voices. They all came here just to taste the delicious food that was unique in the city.

If there weren't that miasma forest blocking the way, Yazhou would probably be even more prosperous than it is now.

This is a huge project and it will inevitably be very difficult to implement.

As soon as Jiang Nianwei arrived at the kitchen, Aunt Liu instantly lit up and walked quickly forward with a kind and joyful smile on her face: "It's Miss, Miss is back!"

Following behind her were several young and diligent figures. They were the apprentices carefully trained by Madam Liu. They were already adept in the kitchen, and their extraordinary skills were revealed in everything from simple cutting to cooking a few home-cooked dishes.

These children not only inherited her skills, but also went through strict screening for their character. Each of them is kind-hearted and hardworking.

"Miss, is there anything you want to eat today? I will go and get it for you right away."

Jiang Nianwei declined: "Mammy, please get busy first. This kitchen is the busiest at the moment and the guests are waiting for your good cooking. I have something to discuss with Jing Zhuo. Let's talk when we are free."

Before Aunt Liu could respond, Jiang Nianwei had already turned and left, leaving behind an elegant figure.

Meeting Jing Zhuo again, both of them had happy smiles on their faces, "Nianwei, you are finally back. Those things have been almost finished. We are waiting for you to come back to discuss the plan..."

In addition to being happy, he hesitated and asked: "Have you... seen my mother? Is she okay?"

"I saw my aunt, and she asked me to bring a lot of things to you, and told me to tell you that she is thinking about you all the time."

Jing Zhuo's face showed a tangled emotion: "Hey, I'm different from you. After all, I'm not the real Jing Zhuo. Tell me, if I go to meet her, will she have any clues?"

Jiang Nianwei comforted him, "You haven't seen each other for many years. Even if there are some changes, it's normal. What you really care about should be the guilt you feel towards her, right?"

Jing Zhuo sighed softly, "That's true. I'm no longer her real child, but another person who has resurrected and occupied your cousin's body. Naturally, I feel guilty."

Jiang Nianwei put forward several hypotheses. Generally speaking, traveling to another world would not happen without reason. It must be because Jing Zhuo has a connection with this place.

"What if you in the modern world are not dead, and you just exchanged souls? Or maybe it is her unfulfilled wish that she wants a stronger and more capable person to take care of her mother instead of herself?"

Jing Zhuo looked blank: "I really haven't thought about what you said."

"Now that it's done, you should fulfill your responsibilities with this body and make up for her regrets."

After Jiang Nianwei's guidance, she suddenly realized: "What you said makes sense, it really makes me suddenly enlightened."

Jiang Nianwei recounted everything that happened in Linzhou:

"She has suffered so much, and she always needs a desire to persevere, and you are the opportunity for her to persevere."

Jing Zhuo felt distressed and nodded, "I understand. From now on, I will be a real Jing Zhuo! After some time, I will find a chance to meet her."

Jiang Nianwei felt that at least her arrival made her feel less lonely here, and she could also tell her some unknown secrets.

The two men returned to the subject of firearms.

Speaking of Li Kun, Jing Zhuo's eyes were full of calculations: "Li Kun, that guy, has already started to build a firearms factory in private. I drew another blueprint for him. Now they are assembling it non-stop, and now I have gained his trust."

Jiang Nianwei couldn't help wondering: "How did you gain his trust?"

Jing Zhuo's mouth curled up into a sly and confident smile: "He is just a vain person who likes to be admired by others, so I catered to his preferences. Now, even his father, who has always been strict, looks at him with new eyes. Naturally, he regards me as a guest of honor, and is afraid of neglecting me in the slightest, and afraid that my 'easterly wind' will no longer help him soar into the sky."

"Besides, Li Kun is really lucky. His sister is favored by the emperor, and his family is very popular now. All the college entrance examinations in Yazhou area have been handed over to him."

Jiang Nianwei thought to herself, "I have something I want to ask you for help with."

Jing Zhuo answered without hesitation: "Just say it!"

"It's about Siyu. She wants to take part in the imperial examination to show what she has learned, but in this prosperous place, for a woman to set foot on the road of imperial examination is like sailing against the current. Although I have worked hard for her and found a man's body to cover up, there is still a difficulty in front of her - the entrance to the examination room is strictly guarded and the body search is very strict. I am afraid that if I miss something, I will be discovered. Can you ask Li Kun to help me make some concessions?"

Jing Zhuo lowered his head, a trace of deep thought flashed across his brows: "This is not a difficult thing, but after passing this level, there are still provincial examinations, metropolitan examinations, and palace examinations. How can I conceal these?"

Jiang Nianwei explained, "In my opinion, it is still unknown whether Siyu can pass this imperial examination. This time, she is just trying to experience the hardships of the imperial examination. If she is lucky enough to be selected, she can use her illness as an excuse and she won't have to participate in the future."

"If that's the case, then it's easy. Li Kun is the most protective of his people. If I say a word, he will definitely help."

In fact, she was the one who played Li Kun around in circles.

Then the two of them went to their sister-in-law's cosmetics shop. Just as Jiang Nianwei said, although this place is remote, there are many people who come to the door on their own initiative. As long as the product is effective, someone will take the initiative to help advertise it.

Word spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred. Female guests came in groups or alone, all for the secret treasure that could make their faces more beautiful.

The store was filled with fragrance, laughter, and a prosperous scene. The sister-in-law didn't even have time to pay attention to her.

The workshops that specialize in making these skin care products are also in the final stages of completion. Without the intervention of capital, the efficiency of the ancients was still very high, and there was strength in numbers, and the workers were affordable.

Jiang Nianwei was originally a villager from a remote and poor village. She received her wages and, because she finished the work ahead of schedule, she gave her an extra bonus. These people were so grateful that they called her a living Bodhisattva.

"Working here, not only is lunch provided, but the food tastes really delicious."

"I heard that the food was prepared by the chef of the famous Baihualou in the city. How could the taste not be intoxicating?"

The workers were reluctant to leave. "If there is such a job in the future, we hope the boss will not forget us and will definitely come back to find us!"

Jiang Nianwei's voice was clear and pleasant: "You are too kind. It is because of your hard work that this workshop can be completed ahead of schedule. The workshop will start working soon and we need to recruit people, but we need careful female workers. So I would like to ask all the brothers to help spread the word. If there are virtuous wives or sisters in your family who are looking for a job, you might as well lead them here and work together for a living. The wages will definitely not be less."

The men's eyes lit up and they began to discuss, "A workshop that specifically recruits women?"

Although there were workshops such as cloth workshops and vinegar workshops in the city, they were all family workshops, and recruiting female workers on such a large scale was unheard of.