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Zhuang Qiuhe's eyes flickered. "It has come to this, and you are still worried about it. Look at what Mengrui has become."

She had tried her best to persuade her to keep the child, but she insisted on giving birth to it, and now the baby she gave birth to is a monster.

Qin Mengrui was so traumatized that she couldn't accept the reality and strangled the child to death.

She stared blankly at the swaddled child, murmuring, "This is not your child. How could it be the child of... this useless person of yours? Hahaha!"

When Jiang Hao heard this, he instantly became furious. Regardless of Zhuang Qiuhe's attempts to stop him, he reached out and tried to strangle her neck.

Qin Mengrui was not afraid at all. There was only a silly smile on her face. She kept talking to herself, "My baby should be the most beautiful, not a monster..."

Jiang Hao's hand paused in the air for a moment, looked at her empty eyes, and slowly withdrew his hand.

She has gone completely crazy.

The child is already dead, so it doesn’t matter whether it was his or not. It’s just that the shame is unacceptable.

The surprise of becoming a father for the first time completely turned into shock.

He glared at the people around him and left angrily.

Zhuang Qiuhe hugged Qin Mengrui and burst into tears. The once rich daughter ended up like this.

Jiang Nianwei has not forgotten how she tortured her in her previous life. No matter how submissive she was, Zhuang Qiuhe would still speak ill of her. If she was not satisfied with the slightest thing, she would become even more aggressive and would beat and scold her at any time.

She framed her family and exiled them, then bribed the police to torture them.

She was poisoned to death by Zhuang Qiuhe and Meng Wanran, which completely ended her short and miserable life.

These scenes of memories came to mind. Seeing Zhuang Qiuhe in pain now made him feel a little relieved. In this case, he might as well add fuel to the fire.

Jiang Nianwei sighed, with a hint of sarcasm in her tone, "It seems that the Qin family is about to lose its inheritance. From now on, you don't have to worry about the descendants of the Qin family anymore."

Zhuang Qiuhe's eyes were red. She wiped away the tears from her eyes and asked, "What do you mean? Ziqian is here well now. He is still young and can have children in the future. Are you, a vicious woman, trying to kill our whole family?"

Jiang Nianwei said indifferently, "Your good son is actually no different from a eunuch now. He has lost the ability to reproduce."

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Mian was struck by lightning, and his pupils shrank suddenly, "This... Where did this come from? Qin Ziqian, how could he not have..."

"You really didn't notice it?" Jiang Nianwei raised her eyebrows slightly and continued, "Since you two got married, has he never been close to you and always deliberately kept his distance from you? If he is still a real man, how could he change from a romantic and suave young man to the Liu Xiahui he is now?"

Jiang Mian recalled everything that happened at the beginning. Zhuang Qiuhe had been blaming her for not being able to have a child, even though it was obvious that Qin Ziqian had never touched her.

"No wonder... I'm sad that he would do this to me." Jiang Mian unconsciously murmured, "It shouldn't be like this."

In her dream, Qin Ziqian had clearly become a nobleman, but the reality was the opposite. He became more and more destitute.

Now she began to doubt whether everything in her dream was true or false and whether she had made the wrong choice.

Zhuang Qiuhe gradually regained her composure from her initial disbelief, "Impossible! You are lying to me!"

A light smile flashed across Jiang Nianwei's lips. "Whether I'm lying to you or not, you'll know later."

At this moment, the time was not yet ripe and it was impossible to directly end the lives of the mother and son. Zhuang Qiuhe had not yet experienced greater pain.

And now that her family was present, she couldn't let them see her hands stained with blood.

But Jiang Nianwei had other ways to make this family miserable.

Although the Qin family was able to continue living on this island, unfortunately their situation was not much better than before. They had to do the hardest, most tiring and menial work, working like a donkey every day without rest.

But when Qin Ziqian found that Jiang Mian was looking at him with a strange look, he knew that Jiang Nianwei had told him the secret that he feared the most.

Zhuang Qiuhe was worried and pulled him aside. She lowered her voice as if she was afraid of being heard: "Ziqian, are you really okay?"

Qin Ziqian's face darkened instantly, with anger and shame intertwined in his eyes: "There is nothing wrong with my body, don't believe the lies of that bitch Jiang Nianwei? Don't worry, I will definitely give you a grandson."

After hearing this, Zhuang Qiuhe felt a little comforted, but she also felt sad about her current situation. She sighed softly, "Mengrui... is now crazy. My Qin family can only rely on you in the future. The Qin family's incense still needs you to continue."

Qin Ziqian felt heavy-hearted, overwhelmed, and a little confused.

Jiang Nianwei has been forcing him to take a white pill during this period, and he thought it was poison at first.

But every time he took the pill, his body did not feel the severe pain as he expected. Instead, he felt sleepy.

You will have some confusing dreams and even find it difficult to distinguish between reality and dreams.

Sometimes he would suddenly become irritable and unable to control his anger.

Over time, he had gotten used to this feeling, but he didn't know what Jiang Nianwei was thinking? What was her intention?

He had already begun to regret that he had underestimated the woman and should have killed her without mercy to prevent future trouble.

Why has he ended up in such a state, neither human nor ghost, and is enduring such great pain?

On the contrary, although her enemies were in pain, Jiang Nianwei felt extremely relaxed.

The kiln was almost finished, and she was eager to try her hand at smelting the ore.

On the day when the kiln room was completed, Jiang Nianwei specially asked Aunt Liu to prepare two tables of delicious food and invited the workers to have a good meal.

The workers declined, saying, "Miss Jiang, you have already paid us our wages, and now you are spending so much money to prepare such a sumptuous banquet. We really feel bad about it."

Jiang Nianwei didn't think it was inappropriate. "You guys have worked hard to help me, so I naturally have to treat you well. When the work is finished today, you will have a good meal!"

Aunt Liu cooked all the dishes with common ingredients on the island. Everyone praised her cooking skills while eating and drinking.

The island has entered the hottest midsummer of the year, with heavy rain often falling in the afternoon. Jiang Nianwei feels that now is the best time to smelt quartz sand ore.

She found a few helpers, and they began to busily load the quartz sand ore into the bun-shaped kiln.

This semi-downdraft kiln can make more effective use of heat, and the kiln temperature can reach 1,300 degrees Celsius, which is enough to smelt quartz sand.

When the kiln is fired, heat waves roll around the kiln.

Jiang Siyu kept waving the palm leaf fan, wiping the sweat off her face, and yelled, "Sister, it's too hot. You must make some more shaved ice for me to cool down. I want to eat red bean ones."

Jiang Nianwei agreed immediately: "No problem!"

Jiang Nianwei stared at the kiln intently, calculating the time the quartz sand ore was forged in the fire.

At this moment, the originally clear sky suddenly became gloomy, thick clouds gathered, and in a short while it began to rain heavily.

At this moment, they followed Jiang Nianwei's instructions and poured the calcined quartz sand directly into the rainwater. At that moment, a large amount of white smoke filled the air.

This is to allow the quartz sand to cool quickly, thereby removing impurities and obtaining purer silicon dioxide.

During the secondary calcination, Jiang Nianwei mixed limestone and silica in approximate proportions and sent them into the kiln.

Jiang Siyu was confused. "Sister, what are you doing? Why do you want to send it to the kiln again?"

Jiang Nianwei smiled mysteriously, "You'll know when it's done."

Ah Zhao wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead. Today he had worked hard and undertaken most of the heavy physical labor.

After days of hard work, her originally fair skin has turned into a bronze color under the scorching sun.

Even though he was wearing a coarse linen shirt, it was difficult to conceal the heroic spirit he exuded. Although he was tired, he did not feel tired.

He was also curious, "You said you wanted to make glass, but I don't know what glass is?"

When the last step is completed, the glass is finally formed.

Jiang Siyu stared at the translucent object in front of her with wide eyes, her heart full of surprise, "This... this is actually transparent, it's unbelievable, it feels very smooth to the touch, like the texture of pearls."

Jiang Nianwei shook her head, seemingly dissatisfied. "Although this glass has been formed, it is still not pure enough and its transparency is also insufficient. Once our technology matures, we will definitely be able to make more beautiful glass."

But she still took one of the pieces and planned to take it back to polish it and make it into a glass window.

The more Ah Zhao gets along with her, the more he feels that she is a mysterious and intelligent girl. She can always make a lot of strange things, but they are very useful, making people want to find out.

Jiang Siyu saw Ah Zhao standing there in a daze, and couldn't help but shout, "Ah Zhao, why are you still standing there? Come to my house for dinner!"

Ah Zhao came back to his senses and felt the stickiness on his body. "I've been working all day and I'm covered in sweat. I'll go back and take a shower and come back."

"Come to my house and take a shower! My sister made a clay shower head, it's really useful!"

Jiang Nianwei turned around, as if waiting for him to follow her, "Come on, I'll teach you how to make glass windows when we get back."

His heart trembled, and he responded without hesitation: "In this case, I will respectfully obey your command."

Qin Ziqian hunched his back, sweat pouring down his face. He gasped and struggled to move the farm tools.

Then, holding her aching waist, she slowly raised her head and saw Jiang Nianwei walking with an imposing man, talking and laughing, looking very happy. A complex emotion arose in her heart.

No wonder Jiang Nianwei was so cruel to him, it turned out that she had a new love.

He couldn't help but start insulting this fickle woman in his heart.

Jiang Mian accidentally stepped on his foot, and Qin Ziqian immediately began to roar angrily, "Are you blind? Can't you see me standing here!"

What followed was a loud slap.

Jiang Mian looked at the man in front of her in disbelief. Although Qin Ziqian had many flaws, such as bad temper, moodiness, and laziness, she had never thought that he would hit her, especially because of such a small thing.

She covered her face, the last glimmer of hope turned to ashes, and she said dejectedly: "I'm sorry, I, I was careless."

"I'm telling you, don't flirt with other men. If I find out, you'll be in trouble!"

"I do not have."

Jiang Mian suddenly felt wronged. She had not spoken a word to any other man, but Qin Ziqian was suspicious all day long.

After they came back, in order to eliminate their doubts, they tried to consummate their marriage, but Qin Ziqian was unable to do so, which made her very disappointed.

Instead, he accused Jiang Mian of losing her feminine charm and looking like a dishevelled village woman all day long.

Jiang Nianwei was right. Qin Ziqian was indeed no longer a man. No matter how charming and seductive she was, it was useless.

How could a normal man remain calm and composed in the face of such temptation?

Zhuang Qiuhe pretended to be deaf and dumb and blamed all the faults on her.

She had reached the point where she could no longer tolerate this family and was thinking that she must find an opportunity to leave the Qin family.

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After Ah Zhao used the clay shower head to rinse his body thoroughly, he couldn't help but exclaim in admiration: "This is the first time I've ever experienced a bath this way. It's not only much more convenient, but it also washes clean."

Seeing this, Jiang Siyu on the side had a proud smile on her face. She raised her chin proudly and said, "Of course, my sister's skillful hands are unmatched."

"But what's wrong with your clothes? Why are they sewn crookedly?"

Ah Zhao chuckled and said with a hint of joking, "Oh? Is this the masterpiece sewn by those skillful hands you mentioned?"

Jiang Nianwei heard this, a trace of embarrassment flashed across her face, and she coughed lightly: "I saw that you didn't bring any change of clothes, so I took out the failed items for you to use. If you feel it's not appropriate, you can take it off at any time."

"No, I think the fabric of this dress is very soft and fits me very well. I like it very much."

Jiang Siyu felt that Ah Zhao was lying with his eyes open. The clothes were obviously too short for him, and the stitching was a mess.

At this moment, Jiang Yan returned leisurely, holding a big, round and full watermelon steadily in his hand.

He explained leisurely, "The villagers were too enthusiastic and insisted on giving me this watermelon. I couldn't refuse, so I had to bring it back."

This island has plenty of sunshine and is suitable for growing watermelons all year round.

Jiang Nianwei reminded: "Don't throw away the watermelon seeds you ate. We can also use them to grow watermelons. After a while, we can eat them."

The watermelon didn't taste as sweet as Jiang Nianwei had imagined, probably because of the variety.

Modern watermelons are cultivated, but the watermelons at this time are the most primitive varieties.

Jiang Yan took a bite of watermelon and couldn't help but sigh: "Life here is indeed comfortable, but in this village, only a few families are willing to let their children study, and the environment of this private school is extremely simple. Every time it rains, the house leaks, and the doors and windows can't block the wind and rain, which affects the children's studies. I mentioned it to Village Chief Ge several times, and he said there was nothing he could do, the conditions in the village were like this."

He paused and continued, "Today, another child refused to come. I tried my best to persuade him, but he remained unmoved. He thought that instead of wasting time on books, he should do more housework."

"In this case, why not renovate the private school and give some preferential treatment to the children who are willing to study to attract them to study here."

He nodded, but then frowned again, "I've thought about this. Renovating the private school is definitely a good thing, but the problem right now is that we don't have enough building materials on hand."

Jiang Nianwei thought for a moment and took out the newly made glass, "Dad, let me show you something first."

Jiang Yan took the glass and found it was as transparent as jade. He looked at it carefully and found that he could actually see the other side through the glass.

He had lived for half his life and seen countless things, but he had never seen such a magical thing.

I couldn't help but exclaim: "What...what is this?"

She explained: "This is the glass I just made. It can be used to repair the windows of the private school and block wind and rain. As for these tiles and bricks, we can also use kilns to burn them."