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

"That...that's not her credit. The potato seeds belong to Sister Song, and the rice we eat also belongs to Sister Song."

Zuo Kexin said this with a stiff upper lip. She knew that saying this would make Brother Leng Zhou even angrier.

But instead of giving honor to the vixen, it is better to give the credit to Song Zhuxin. After all, the person Song Zhuxin likes is Brother Gongxi.

She would rather push the benefits to Song Zhuxin than let that vixen get any benefits.

"What do you know?" The Zuo clan elder roared, almost blowing the roof off the house. "Xin'er, you disappoint me so much."

He originally thought that this niece, who was treated specially and taught carefully by Brother Gongxi, would become the best mistress when she grew up.

I didn't expect that she would become more unhappy as she grew up, and now she even openly contradicted the young master. She really doesn't know her place!

I don’t know how Eleven taught her, it was so stupid.

If Gongxi knew about this in his afterlife, he would probably jump up in anger, even the coffin lid wouldn't be able to hold it down.

"Uncle, what did I say wrong? Do you dare to say that these potato seeds are not Miss Song's?"

“Although the potato seeds belong to Miss Song, the credit goes to Miss Lu. When Miss Song came in, she caused Miss Lu to fall into a coma.

She gave the potato seeds as compensation to Miss Lu, so those potato seeds belong to Miss Lu, and the person we should thank is also Miss Lu."

"Brother Ning is right. Those potato seeds belong to Miss Lu. So the potatoes we have now are all thanks to Miss Lu."

"If Sister Song doesn't come to the village, will we be able to eat potatoes and white rice?"

"Miss Song donated potato seeds as soon as she entered the village. That's how it counts as Miss Song's contribution. Don't you understand such a simple truth?"

"I don't understand, and I don't want to understand. In the end, you're just partial to Lu. What's her ability? Isn't it because she's Brother Leng Zhou's fiancée?"

Zuo Kexin yelled that she had wanted to marry Brother Leng Zhou since she was old enough to understand, but she had waited for seventeen years, only to be snatched away by a vixen.

How could she accept this!

"Xin girl, you've studied etiquette for over ten years, and all you've learned is stubbornness? Because Miss Lu is the village chief's fiancée, we must respect her. Do you understand?"

"..."

Zuo Kexin was speechless. It was because she understood that she wanted to marry Brother Leng Zhou and become the most glorious wife of the village chief in Mojia Village.

Seeing that Zuo Kexin was speechless after just a few rounds, Song Zhuxin despised her in her heart and thought she was stupid.

She smiled and said, "Stop arguing, the elders are right. The credit for the potato seeds can indeed be attributed to Lu Zhitao, but the rice should be mine!"

"Ten kilograms of rice per person per day is what you paid for the Huo family's work. You didn't give them an extra kilogram, so how can it be considered yours?"

"Brother Gongxi, look at them ganging up on me... Woohoo, I just helped you make a water purifier, and they don't even know what's good for them."

"Miss Song, we are discussing the village chief's marriage. Why are you crying?"

The elder of the Yan clan said angrily that he really liked this girl before, after all, she had a treasure pot.

But she seduced his potential son-in-law not long after she entered the village, which made him very angry.

"All of you get out of here. We men are discussing things, what do you women have to do with it?

Whether it's potatoes or rice, it's all because my Tao'er is blessed. Before Tao'er came to the village, how long had it been since we had a full meal? "

Mo Lengzhou swept his angry eyes over without any concealment, like a dagger shooting into Zuo Kexin's heart.

If Le Qing hadn't brought Song Zhuxin to Juyi Hall, how could Zuo Kexin have followed!

"I'll take people out hunting." Mo Lengzhou glared at Gongxi Leqing fiercely, turned around and slammed the door, leaving the room full of awkwardness.

"You...you, how can you treat Sister Song like this?" Zuo Kexin asked in a low voice, looking at Mo Lengzhou's back.

"Sister Xin'er, please stop talking. The elders are angry!" Song Zhuxin advised hypocritically.

In fact, she agreed with Zuo Kexin's words in her heart. If she hadn't come to Mojia Village, would the people here be able to grow so many potatoes?

"Xin girl, from today on, I am no longer your uncle. If anything happens to the village chief, you will die as a token of your guilt."

The Zuo clan elder glared at Zuo Kexin in disappointment, and chased after Mo Lengzhou angrily.

"Miss Song, I'm going hunting with the village chief. Please take good care of yourself." Gongxi Leqing said and chased after him without hesitation.

Song Zhuxin looked at his tall back and said loudly: "Brother Gongxi, go and get the village chief back. I have ten vegetables in my treasure bowl."

"Miss Song, are you telling the truth?" Gongxi Leqing stopped and turned back to confirm.

"It's true." Song Zhuxin looked at the man's face full of surprise and said firmly.

There are some sea cucumbers, dried cuttlefish, dried black fungus, dried mushrooms, and dried bamboo shoots in her space, which can be used to make stews and stir-fries.

There are also some vacuum-packed braised pig's trotters and lemon chicken feet, which barely make up ten bowls.

"Uncle Zuo, tell Leng Zhou not to go. We will prepare ten dishes to celebrate his wedding with Miss Lu."

"Okay." The old man from the Zuo clan responded without saying anything. He didn't want the young master to encounter any misfortune before his wedding.

"Ms. Song, on behalf of everyone in Mojia Village, I thank you. The credit this time goes to you." Gongxi Leqing said sincerely.

Mo Lengzhou was detained by the Zuo clan. He just wanted the wedding banquet to be lively, and he didn't want to take the risk of going out even if there were ten large bowls.

Everyone was so immersed in the joy of the village chief's marriage that they didn't notice that the crops hadn't grown at all.

Three days passed quickly.

Mo Lengzhou and Lu Zhitao's wedding was grand, even more luxurious than Zuo Kexin had ever dreamed of.

"Mom, I just want to marry Brother Leng Zhou today. Why don't they agree?"

Zuo Kexin bit her lips and her face turned extremely pale. She wanted to be inferior to the vixen, but her brother Leng Zhou would not agree.

She couldn't bear the fact that she had been wronged like this.

"Xin'er, I can't guarantee whether you can marry him as a concubine, so please don't make trouble today."

Zuo Shiyi wiped away tears and said, "My poor Xin'er, she has never suffered any injustice since she was a child."

Compared with the resentment and grievances of Zuo Kexin and her daughter, Lu Zhitao himself is not at an easy time either.

After she took several deep breaths, Aunt Mo and Mo Lengzhou's aunt helped her change into a red wedding dress.

Lu Zhitao stood in front of the mirror that Song Zhuxin took out from her space and looked at herself. She was wearing a red wedding dress today.

This face is more beautiful than any time in the past or present life. It is not only gorgeous but also looks particularly pure.

Lu Zhitao tried her best to stay calm, but she was still nervous inside and even had the urge to retreat.