The evil woman travels through the book and saves the sinners in the famine year

"Tao'er, Auntie doesn't blame you for resenting us. I blame you for being useless. You were so scared of the hungry wolves that you just ran away."

Madam Huo, with a guilty look on her face, tried to argue, "If your cousin's martial arts skills were still intact, he would definitely take you with him."

"Take us with you? That sounds better than anything else. I think you're just abandoning us on purpose.

It’s a pity that you would never imagine in your dreams that my young lady is blessed and can always turn danger into safety.

Even a hungry wolf would crash into and die in front of my lady, haha..." Xiaoli laughed triumphantly after saying this.

"Tao'er has been a blessed girl since she was young. Your aunt has always liked you very much."

"Madam, please stop disgusting my young lady. If you really think my young lady is blessed, why would you favor the daughter of your enemy?"

Lu Zhitao looked at Old Madam Huo, who clearly looked constipated but had to pretend to be kind. It turned out that she was fooled by her into being willing to go through fire and water for her.

Old Madam Huo was worried that the playboy San'er would not be able to find a good daughter-in-law, and at the same time she disliked her original self for not being valued by Minister Lu.

But the old lady of the Marquis's Mansion values this granddaughter the most, so the old lady has been using sweet words to keep the original body hanging.

The original person lost his mother when he was a few years old, and his father then married a stepmother. The original person, who was still very young, lived with his stepmother for several years.

She could not fit in with her stepmother and her biological children, and her father, who originally doted on her, gradually began to favor her stepbrothers and stepsisters.

The original body, who longed for family affection, felt that her grandmother and aunt were very kind to her, so kind that she did not want to return to the Shangshu Mansion.

Although she knew that there was ulterior motive in her aunt's love for her, she was content to accept it and was addicted to it, unwilling to wake up.

Lu Zhitao also experienced that feeling personally, because her scumbag boyfriend was just like the old lady in front of her.

Seeing that Xiaoli was about to roll up her sleeves and rush over to fight, Lu Zhitao quickly pulled her back and said, "Xiaoli, let the past be the past."

She didn't want to have too much involvement with the Huo family, she just wanted to seek revenge on them. If it weren't for the Huo family, her original body wouldn't have died.

The book says that when the original person saw the Huo family being so kind to the daughter of their enemy, she, who was already narrow-minded, became increasingly evil.

However, Lu Zhitao understood the original body very well. No one could stand the person they kept feeding turning around and blaming themselves. It would be abnormal if they didn't turn evil.

When she came through the book, the vicious cannon fodder had just died, and her story had already ended.

Unlike other people who travel through books and have to suffer injustice because of the plot, Lu Zhitao cannot tolerate even the slightest injustice.

If she were to be wronged, she would rather die with the male and female protagonists.

She just wanted to live a freer life, so she didn't need to listen to Mrs. Huo's pity talk. Although she would not be soft-hearted, it was annoying to listen to it!

"Hmph, my girl is kind-hearted and doesn't want to bother with you. Don't mess with me in the future~" Xiaoli said to Song Zhuxin fiercely with a glare.

"Hmph!" Song Zhuxin glared back at Xiaoli and sneered. She despised Lu Zhitao's false aloofness the most.

Every time something happened, she always pretended to be magnanimous and indifferent, but let her rude maid jump up and down and curse.

Song Zhuxin really wanted to jump out and argue with Xiaoli, but she felt it was too humiliating.

She signaled Huo Wanyu with her eyes, but the other party lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

Song Zhuxin looked at Lu Zhitao with disgust again. She especially hated the master and servant duo.

The master and servant just couldn't stand her being better than she was. They were always jealous and envious of her abilities, especially that bitch who always suspected her.

One is pretending to be noble, the other is really vulgar.

This made me, who was a civilized and polite person, really despise them, and the grudge between them became bigger!

When she was a host in her previous life, she met all kinds of people, and she would judge whether the other person was worthy of her friendship based on their facial features.

Moreover, she rarely made mistakes. It might sound a bit mysterious at first, but it made sense when you thought about it carefully.

Appearance is determined by the heart. A person's appearance is, to a large extent, a reflection of their inner world.

She knew at first sight that Lu Zhitao was a person who pretended to be noble. She was so shameless as to chase after a married man and still wanted to pretend to be noble.

If she leaves Huo Ziyuan, she will be able to find someone more handsome. That rude maid once said it well: she is really a lucky person.

Why does she get all the good things first?

The more Song Zhuxin thought about it, the angrier she became. Huo Wanyu saw her third sister-in-law looking at Xiaoli with a ferocious expression. If it were any other time, she would definitely come forward and quarrel with Xiaoli.

But when she thought about offending Lu Zhitao and having her mouth gagged with a rag, she gave up the idea.

The Zuo clan elder was still thinking about the potato seeds that Song Zhuxin mentioned, and saw that everyone had finally quieted down.

He immediately walked up to Song Zhuxin and asked, "Mrs. Huo, you said before that you would use potato seeds in exchange for leaving the village. Does that still count?"

"We don't want to leave the village now..." Song Zhuxin was interrupted by Mrs. Huo before she finished speaking, "Xin'er, we have to leave here!"

She now understood that since Xin'er had water and food, it would be wise for them to go to Liangzhou and settle down.

As for Ziyuan's leg, he will go to Liangzhou City to find a reliable doctor. With the help of the magic water in Xin'er's hand, it will only be a matter of time for it to recover.

Not only did these barbarians from the mountain village not treat them well, they also refused to help her son treat his leg.

Especially with Lu Zhitao and his servant, two troublemakers, here, they will definitely not get any benefits.

"Mom, we are old, young and weak. How can we go to Liangzhou?" Song Zhuxin whispered in the old lady's ear.

It hasn't rained in Nanzhao for three years. How could they reach Liangzhou without water?

She had just confirmed with her own eyes that the spiritual spring water in her space had dried up inexplicably!

She had to stay here and persuade these rough men from the mountain villages to escort her family to Liangzhou.

Lu Zhitao could be protected by this rough man from the mountain village, so how could a modern person like me be inferior to an ancient woman?

What's more, the food in her space is still there, including potatoes and sweet potatoes, which are scarce grain seeds in this era.

Although she no longer had the spiritual spring water, it had no effect on outsiders.

Song Zhuxin didn't know that Ning Zhongyi was obsessed with her spiritual spring water, and he had been forcing her to hand over the magic water for countless days.

"It's not impossible for you to stay, but you have to exchange potato seeds." The elder of the Yan clan said calmly.

"You can get the potato seeds, but you have to arrange a good place for us to live. I don't want to continue living in the pigsty."

"If you don't want to live in the pigsty, you can only ask Miss Lu for help. That's not something I can decide." Clan elder Yan said, looking at Lu Zhitao expectantly.

"Beg her? Aren't you the village elder?" Song Zhuxin's voice was a little sharp.

She looked everywhere for Gongxi Leqing, but unfortunately she couldn't find him.

Gongxi Leqing was leading the young people in the village to plow the soil and plant radishes at this time. He was reluctant to waste the water in the new well.