The young couple from the farm fights back

"Mom, it's my daughter-in-law's fault~"

Aunt Hu's original intention was to give Zhao some advice, but she didn't expect that her words would make Zhao cry. Chunfeng's family was still there, and those who didn't know her would think that she was a wicked mother-in-law.

"Look, I just said a few words, don't take it to heart."

Zhao nodded repeatedly: "My daughter-in-law saved it."

Jiang Li packed up her medicine box and turned back. She noticed that Zhao's face had softened considerably, no longer so pale. She picked up a handkerchief soaked in strong liquor and wiped her hands while saying, "For the time being, sister-in-law, try to stay in bed. I'll come over every day to give you acupuncture. The pregnancy should be stable in three days."

Upon hearing this, Aunt Hu couldn't help but smile and put her hands together to pray to the heavens: "Thanks to the blessing of our ancestors, the baby in my belly is safe."

Zhao was also excited and stroked her belly: "Thank you, sister-in-law."

"Look at what you said. Our two families won't say a word."

"Hey, your sister-in-law is right. Your aunt, your second uncle, and the couple will all remember your kindness in the future." Aunt Hu held Jiang Li's hand and said, "Thanks to you today, otherwise, the baby in my belly would be in danger."

Moreover, the Zhou family's incense is likely to be passed down to a single person again.

Jiang Li smiled and said, "It's okay. My sister-in-law is still weak at the moment and needs careful care to gradually improve."

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you." Aunt Hu nodded happily, "I'll go tell the child's grandfather. Auntie is waiting too. I've troubled her to come here today, so we have to apologize."

Jiang Li didn't want to expose his medical skills to outsiders for the time being, so he wasn't in a hurry to leave.

Seeing Aunt Hu walk out of the room with a beaming smile on her face, she helped Zhao wipe the quilt and comforted her, "Take good care of the baby recently so that the child can be born healthy."

"Yeah, thank you, sister-in-law."

"Wife, wife~"

As soon as Zhao finished speaking, Dashuan hurriedly pushed open the door and went into the room, but he did not forget to close the door.

Seeing Jiang Li, he immediately put away the bright smile on his face and became more positive: "Sister-in-law, thank you for helping my wife and her unborn baby. Sister-in-law, your kindness and that of your brother will be remembered by my wife and I."

Jiang Li stood up from the edge of the kang and said with a smile, "Okay, since you guys are so thoughtful, your elder brother and I will remember it and spend some time with your wife."

"Oh~" Dashuan came to the kang happily, and saw Zhao's weak appearance, he felt so distressed.

Zhao held the head of the family's hand tightly, and the couple smiled deeply at each other, their eyes filled with tears.

Jiang Li looked at this scene and knew it was not good to stay in the room and get in the way, so he had to pick up the medicine box, open the door and go out.

Just then, they saw the old lady from the clan coming out of the main hall in a rage. Uncle Zhou and Aunt Hu saw her off with smiles on their faces, apologized and said all kinds of nice things, but the old lady still didn't look happy at all.

But the red seal in his hand made Jiang Li feel funny.

It was dark at night, and Uncle Zhou Er naturally didn't want to let his aunt go back alone, so he took Aunt Hu with him to send the old lady off, leaving Xiaobao standing in the main room in a daze, eating fried dough twists.

Jiang Li helped carry Xiaobao into the second room and handed him to Dashuan. The couple and their three brothers hurried home. Under the moonlight, tiny snowflakes were dotted, and the moonlight dimly illuminated the direction to home.

Jiang Li was holding Heng Ge'er, while Zhou Chunfeng was carrying the medicine box on his back and holding the two little ones in each hand.

Jiang Li just recalled the plot in the book, where villagers like Zhou Ershu's family couldn't even be considered supporting characters. She just remembered one of the small details when it mentioned the close relationship between Zhou Ershu and the clan leader.

The book mentions that in the winter of that year, Zhou Ershu's family, Zhao Shi, suddenly fell ill and passed away. Two years later, the year Zhou Xingyue was taken to the capital, Zhou Ershu and Aunt Hu found another match for Dashuan, with an older girl from a village family with a different surname.

Because of her fiery temper and difficult nature, she remained unsuccessful at the age of nineteen, and was subsequently married to Dashuan as a second wife. However, the day after their wedding, Dashuan fell seriously ill and was bedridden. The book then fails to mention anything about Zhou Ershu's family in the village.

The turning point in Zhou Ershu's family's past life occurred tonight, and Zhao's death changed the family's fortunes. If she hadn't happened to fry and deliver fried dough twists today, the aunt from the clan invited by Dashuan would have induced the fetus in Zhao's womb. Perhaps Zhao had suffered an accident during the induced labor in her past life.

Thinking of this, Jiang Li couldn't help but sigh with emotion. After all, the arrival of her and Zhou Chunfeng more or less changed the fate of the people around them, including Zhou Ershu's family.

"What are you thinking about?"

Zhou Chunfeng's voice brought Jiang Li back to her senses: "I'm thinking that our family should stay away from that aunt from the clan in the future."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Chunfeng smiled lightly. Previously in the main hall, he had disliked the aunt invited by Dashuan. She was old and weak, and her eyes were sharp and sinister. She was an old woman who was not easy to get along with.

"How to say?"

"I just remembered that the reason Zhao couldn't get over this hurdle tonight was mostly because of my aunt's cooking skills. Two years later, my aunt pretended to be trying to make amends to Uncle Zhou Er's family by arranging a marriage for Da Shuan. But in reality, she accepted bribes from that family and forced her into Uncle Zhou Er's family."

Jiang Li couldn't help but gasp when she said this: "The day after the wedding, Dashuan fell ill and never recovered."

"..."

Zhou Chunfeng was stunned when he heard this. He couldn't imagine that big guy Dashuan was so sick that he couldn't get up. He was afraid that he had been tortured by someone.

"Forget it. Anyway, what you did tonight seems to have changed the fate of the couple." Zhou Chunfeng comforted him.

Jiang Li smiled faintly and said, "I hope so."

The reason she and Zhou Chunfeng were able to change the fate of their original couple was probably because they had swapped souls. However, whether the same soul could truly successfully reverse a predetermined fate remained unknown.

Therefore, she must protect Zhao and the fetus in her womb. Regardless of anything else, at least Uncle Zhou is the only support she and Zhou Chunfeng have in this place.

"Tell me, will there be any good things happening in our village tomorrow?"

Zhou Chunfeng turned around and looked into her eyes that shone like the bright moon, with a slight curve at the corner of his mouth: "I hope I won't let you down, my lady."

The couple smiled at each other with hidden meanings in their words, and returned to their courtyard. An'er dozed off in a daze, Jing'er rubbed his eyes, but Heng'er seemed energetic.

Jiang Li first took An Ge'er back to the main house to rest, and brought hot water for the child to wash. There was still a fire on the kang bed in the house. The kang was padded with a thick mattress. The little guy turned over comfortably and fell into a deep sleep.

Little Aowu, who was left alone at home, seemed to see that the children were about to fall asleep, so he followed them into the main house obediently and rested in the small nest prepared for him by Jiang Li.

Zhou Chunfeng took the two older children to the second room and took on the responsibility of a loving father, undressing and wiping the children's bodies and covering them with a quilt.

On the night of the first snow, I had a dreamless night.