After rebirth, the yandere enemy pinches the waist and pets

Jiang Fugui smiled and took a few more sips of tea.

If it weren't for Aunt Dong's help, who used fruit cake crumbs to lure Jiang Huagui's fortune bird to Beili Garden, she and her two maids would not have been able to complete the task.

"The grandparents and grandchildren from my dilapidated farm have been placed under the care of Nanny Shen. They shouldn't be able to cause any more trouble. The old woman's grandson has also been apprehended, his legs broken, and he's being taken to the authorities on charges of attempted murder." Concubine Dong also took a sip of tea and spoke in a low voice, "Now that the Second Young Lady has the influence of the Old Madam, it will be much easier for her to move around the mansion, except for Jiang Luoyu and Mei'er. At least Jiang Weishi won't be able to force anyone into Beili Garden anymore. However, she's suffered two setbacks in a row, so I'm afraid she won't let it go easily."

"Well, I'm not afraid."

Jiang Fugui said this with a smile, and it was obvious that she didn't take Jiang Weishi to heart.

"Second Miss is really brave." Aunt Dong now saw that Jiang Fugui was very fond of her, but she also reminded him, "Jiang Weishi and I have never gotten along. It doesn't matter if there is more or less. But Second Miss, you have to think clearly. After all, there is a mother between you. If you continue to be at odds with her in the future, then your future marriage will be..."

"Not afraid!"

Jiang Fugui still gave the same answer. Aunt Dong was a little worried instead. She didn't know whether the child was really not afraid or was just pretending to be afraid.

The reborn Jiang Fugui is naturally not afraid.

In her previous life, she was always respectful and obedient, but in the end, she became a chess piece at the mercy of others and met such a tragic end!

Why doesn't she fight for it in this life, and fight with them, so that they know that she is not a paper tiger that can be manipulated at will?

Jiang Fugui and Aunt Dong are now allies, but she has no intention of revealing her plans. After all, things in the world are unpredictable and change rapidly.

"Mother, mother, please bring the newly made cakes to my second sister to try!"

Jiang Zihai didn't understand the conversation between Jiang Fugui and Aunt Dong. All he could think about was the fresh pastries his mother had made, which he wanted to give to Jiang Fugui.

After her son's reminder, Aunt Dong remembered that she had made some new steamed cakes today, and said to Jiang Fugui, "Second Miss, please wait a moment. I will go get the new steamed cakes and give them a taste."

As she said that, Aunt Dong hurried to the small kitchen and took the steamed cakes that were warming on the stove.

When she came back, Aunt Dong brought two plates of steamed cakes and placed them on the table while introducing them: "This one has jujube paste flavor, and the other one has five-nut flavor. Try it and see which one you like better. Don't worry, they are all made according to your taste and are not sweet."

Jiang Fugui wanted to refuse, but he was embarrassed to reject Aunt Dong's kindness, so he had to pick a small piece and take a bite.

Mmm! Delicious!

The steamed cake is soft and fluffy, sweet but not greasy, and melts in your mouth, just like a marshmallow.

Unable to resist, Jiang Fugui ate one more piece of each flavor.

I don’t know if Aunt Dong has improved her appetite during this period, but now she doesn’t dislike or feel disgusted with sweet cakes.

"Looking at your expression, I know you're happy. Do you want to take some away with you?"

Aunt Dong called Xianggui over and asked her to prepare the food boxes. "Does the Second Miss have any thoughts on the taste of the cakes?"

"They are all good. Auntie, would you like to try the red hawthorn next time?"

Jiang Fugui thought for a moment and said, "Madam Dong is so good at making meals and pastries, have you ever thought about finding a shop, opening a restaurant or a pastry shop, and selling some meals and pastries? After all, who would complain about having too much income...right?"