Traveling through time as a peasant girl, buying a husband and raising a child

In the end, Mu Jiaojiao accepted Xia Jin's suggestion, and the family of four lay quietly on the bed.

Since Mu Jiaojiao came here, she has been doing hard labor every day.

I was dragging the braised pork today, but I had already run out of energy and fell asleep in a daze.

The room suddenly fell into silence

suddenly

Outside the yard, a stealthy figure quietly approached along the branch fence outside Mu Jiaojiao's house.

Then, when he was near Mu Jiaojiao's kitchen, he staggered in.

"Bah, poor, broke kid..."

As he climbed into the yard, he was scratched by a dead branch on the ground and the man was cursing.

Wushuang and the secret guards on the tree did not take any action when they saw this.

The master ordered secret protection, and the uninvited guest who came in the dark night did not seem to know martial arts. Although the master suppressed the poison, it was not appropriate to use force.

But this kind of character couldn't hurt him, so they didn't take action.

Mu Jiaojiao, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly opened her eyes, and her eyes were clear.

Xia Jin next to him also paused, then slowly opened his tightly closed eyes.

Mu Jiaojiao stood up gently, walking on flat ground like a ghost in the dark night. She slowly opened the door, picked up the broom beside the door, and moved towards the sound with the broom head in her backhand.

The man walked towards the kitchen of Mu Jiaojiao's house with ease.

"The whole family slept like dead pigs."

The man thought no one noticed him and talked to himself smugly.

"Ouch! Ouch!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man was hit hard on the back by several sticks.

"Who hit me? Are you really that brave?"

The man cursed and held his head in his hands.

"Humph, where did you come from, little thief? How dare you break into my house?"

Mu Jiaojiao actually recognized the man when he screamed. This was Liu San, the old man from Lihua Village who was addicted to gambling. Most of the villagers in Lihua Village had the surname Liu, and this old man Liu had a bad reputation and was very easy to recognize.

"Mu Xiaocao, you little bitch, how dare you hit me?"

Old man Liu was beaten so hard that he jumped up and down, threatening Mu Jiaojiao.

"Hmph, I'll beat you to death, you old thief!"

Mu Jiaojiao increased her strength as she spoke.

"Ahhh, ouch, you little bitch, be careful or I'll make you pay for it."

Old man Liu was beaten and lay in the mud yard, covering his head with one hand and his butt with the other.

"Ouch... Ouch..."

Just as Old Man Liu was hit by Mu Jiaojiao's stick and screamed in pain, bursts of fire and loud sounds were heard from far away outside the yard gate.

"boom……"

The precarious door of Mu Jiaojiao's house finally fell gloriously!

Then a group of people, young and old, appeared, making Mu Jiaojiao's house instantly crowded, and the lights in the room came on.

When a group of people rushed in, they saw Mu Jiaojiao holding the broom head in one hand, the broom handle standing on the ground, one hand on her waist, looking at them calmly.

Coupled with the birthmark on Mu Jiaojiao's right cheek, in this dark night, one inexplicably feels like encountering a ferocious female ghost.

Both sides were stunned for a while, and the weirdness was broken by a sound.

"Third brother, third brother, how are you?"

Liu Laosan's wife Huang Juhua squeezed out from the crowd.

At this time, Xia Jin and Xia Zhao came out and stood behind Mu Jiaojiao.

"Ouch..."

As for Liu Laosan, he lay on the ground, his eyes rolling around, and his voice became weaker and weaker.

Seeing Liu Lao San like this, Huang Juhua said in a miserable voice: "Mu Xiaocao, you bastard, you killed Lao San, you will not die a good death."

Mu Jiaojiao: “…………”

Were ancient people really that good at acting?

"Aunt Huang, you should ask for evidence when you speak. Old Man Liu is not dead."

Mu Jiaojiao looked at their acting talent and admired it for a while.

"Mu Xiaocao, are you going to beat my third brother to death before you stop?"

After hearing what Mu Jiaojiao said, Huang Juhua's voice became so angry that it rose several degrees.

Mu Jiaojiao rubbed her ears that were shocked, and then she asked Xia Jin beside her, "Husband, do you think I, who am so weak, can kill someone?"

"My wife is delicate, so naturally she can't do that."

When Xia Jin heard Mu Jiaojiao's words, she gently touched Mu Jiaojiao's head and said in cooperation.

Xia Zhao: “…………”Dad, you have changed!

Fellow villagers: Is this the representative of telling lies with open eyes?

Mu Jiaojiao glared at Xia Jin. This black-hearted vixen took advantage of her. Did they know each other well?

"Wuwuwu... I won't live anymore. Where is justice?"

Huang Juhua was also stunned by Mu Jiaojiao's actions, and then she pounded the ground with her hands.

"Ouch... Ouch..."

Old man Liu on the ground cooperated by increasing his volume to make his presence felt.

"Little Grass girl, what's going on?"

Wang Gui, who heard the news and rushed over, squeezed into the crowd and asked Mu Jiaojiao worriedly.

"I need to ask Old Man Liu why he broke into my house in the middle of the night?"

Mu Jiaojiao thought that playing the role of Little White Flower might be fun.

"Yes, Old Man Liu, why are you at Xiaocao's house?"

Wang Gui reacted as soon as he heard Mu Jiaojiao's words. This old man Liu had dirty hands and had contributed all the few cents in the family to the gambling house.

It was obvious that Xiaocao had picked up a wild boar and was trying to steal pork.

Huang Juhua choked up when she heard this, and Old Man Liu's miserable voice also paused. Seeing this, the villagers naturally realized that Old Man Liu and his wife were up to something.

"Wuwuwu...Husband, could it be that this old man Liu has taken a fancy to my beauty and wants to become a flower thief?"

Mu Jiaojiao covered her eyes pretentiously and moved closer to Xia's arms. Her shoulders trembled slightly. She really couldn't help it.

But to outsiders, it seemed that Mu Jiaojiao was frightened by Old Man Liu, could not bear the humiliation, and was extremely sad.

Xia Zhao: ...Stepmother, what nonsense are you talking about?

Who else but my father can stand your face?

"My lady, don't cry. Your husband will help you get justice."

Xia Jin looked at her with her hands buried in her chest, unable to hide her smile, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised. Could it be that my wife is an acting queen?

Then he put one arm around Mu Jiaojiao's waist and gently patted her back with the other hand.

"My fellow villagers, ahem… Although Jin is frail, he is still the man of the family. If anyone wants to hurt my wife, I will make him pay the price even if I have to sacrifice my broken body."

Xia Jin looked at the crowd of villagers opposite him, and changed his usual gentle demeanor, speaking in a forceful tone.

Although he knew that Mu Jiaojiao was pretending, she was his wife now and he had to protect her.

Most of the villagers saw the man Mu Jiaojiao bought for the first time, even though he looked sick.

But he has an outstanding figure and his words are very powerful and pleasant to the ears.

"Fellow villagers, don't be fooled by Mu Xiaocao. How could my third son possibly be interested in her devilish appearance? She beat my third son to death and doesn't want to admit it."

Huang Juhua saw that the situation was not right and shouted loudly.

"Xiaocao, what happened? Why did someone die?"

When Liu Lizheng heard Widow Li say that someone had died in Mu Xiaocao's family, he hurried over from home.

When the villagers heard Liu Lizheng's voice, they all made way for him. Liu Lizheng still had considerable prestige in the hearts of the villagers.