Jiang Lao Er called three cousins ​​from the crowd to help, but Jiang Xue and Jiang Nan held his mother and eldest sister tightly.

She cried miserably, "Grandpa and grandma, please don't take my mother and elder sister away."

"Er Ya, Jiang Nan, your mother and elder sister are dead, let go immediately."

"Uncle, you lied to me. Mother and elder sister are not dead. They are just asleep."

"Mother...Big sister, please wake up! Second uncle is going to take you away."

The two children hugged the bodies of their mother and elder sister tightly, and their shrill cries echoed in the air and spread throughout Jiangxing Village.

"Mom! Big sister! Wake up!"

Their voices were filled with endless sorrow and despair, as if they were about to tear the whole world apart.

The Jiang couple held them tightly. No matter how they struggled, they could not break free from their grandparents' restraints. They could only cry and scream to vent their sadness.

Jiang Xue struggled so hard that Old Man Jiang punched her unconscious, and her body instantly collapsed to the ground.

The villagers watching the scene were in tears and burst into tears.

The village chief also stood in the crowd and cried silently, but he did not dare to offend the young lady of the Shangshu Mansion. With just one word from her, he would lose his position as village chief.

Seeing the Jiang family's callousness, the villagers were indignant and said, "Third Brother Jiang, your family is truly wicked. Ever since Shen married into your family, she's been working like a slave, earning money to support Jiang Zongwei's education. He won the third place in the imperial examination, but instead of being grateful to his wife, he married a wealthy woman. Now he's even forced his wife to death and abandoned their child. You'll get your comeuppance sooner or later."

Old Lady Jiang glared at the onlookers with her vicious triangular eyes, pointing her finger at them and shouting, "Get out, get out! It's none of your business to meddle in our family affairs. You have a bunch of messy things going on at home, but you insist on meddling in other people's affairs. You're just bored and have nothing better to do."

"Vile woman, who cares about your family's mess? If it weren't for the two poor children, we wouldn't bother to say anything."

At this time, an old man in his fifties came over and said, "Old Three, don't be too extreme. After all, both children are Zong Wei's flesh and blood. Be careful of divine punishment."

"Brother, I was also forced to do so."

"Even if Chong Wei's new wife disagrees, can't you raise the child on your own?"

"Miss Xue doesn't allow us to raise her, so we have no choice but to do this for the future of the Jiang family."

"To put it nicely, it's for the future of the Jiang family. To put it bluntly, it's just that you want to go to Beijing and enjoy life. Zong Wei has been studying so much that his bones are soft. Even if he becomes an official, he may not be a good one."

Old Mrs. Jiang said loudly, "Brother, you are just jealous of my son who won the third place in the imperial examination. If your son could also win the third place in the imperial examination, not to mention giving up grandchildren, even if you were asked to kowtow seven times and nine times to go to the capital, you would be willing."

"I don't want such a spineless son."

"You don't have such luck in this life. Let's see if you can have a son who is a top scholar in the imperial examination in your next life."

"Shrew, the Jiang family will be destroyed in your hands sooner or later."

Jiang Lao Er carried away the bodies of Shen and the eldest daughter. Jiang Nan watched helplessly as his mother and eldest sister were carried away by his second uncle and his men, crying heart-wrenchingly.

The villagers who were watching shook their heads and sighed, but they were powerless to do anything.

The bodies of Shen and Jiang Rou lay side by side on the cart, and their bodies swayed as the cart bumped along the bumpy road.

Just a moment ago the sky was clear and the sun was shining, but in the blink of an eye it was covered with dark clouds and thunder and lightning.

The howling wind made the branches on the roadside sway continuously, as if mourning for the two lost lives.

Suddenly, lightning flashed across the sky, accompanied by dull thunder, making people feel inexplicably depressed.

Today is July 15th, the Ghost Festival. This special day fills their hearts with fear.

At this moment, a cool breeze blew, sending chills down their backs.

Jiang Rou was shaken violently by the cart, and the pain made her slowly open her eyes and look at the unfamiliar place. After a pause, she sat up.

Her cold and fierce voice said, "Where are you sending me?"

Several people saw Jiang Rou sitting up, her eyes were empty, her clothes were stained with blood, her hair was messy, and she looked very scary.

"what……"

They were so frightened that they dropped their shovels and ran away, shouting: "There's a ghost..."

Jiang Rou was awakened by their shouting. The noisy shouting in her ears gave her a splitting headache.

Suddenly, memories that did not belong to her emerged in her mind, unfolding before her like a movie.

The original owner lived in a remote mountain village in the Great Qi Dynasty. Her mother worked hard to raise three children and earn money for her father to study.

Her father won the third place in the imperial examination and the whole family was very happy. Even the county magistrate came to congratulate him, but he had not returned yet.

Today, his father finally came home, but he brought his new wife, the daughter of the Shangshu Mansion, with him. He threw a divorce letter to his wife, Shen, and abandoned his three young children.

For the future of her three children, Shen committed suicide by hitting her head against the wall. Even so, Xue Ying did not allow Jiang Zongwei to take the three children back to Beijing to live.

Jiang Rou watched helplessly as her mother was forced to death. She hugged her mother and cried for a long time. She also argued with her scumbag father and was hit on the back of the head with a wooden stick by a servant and fainted on the spot.

At this time, the killer Shen Rou from the 21st century died in a mission, causing her soul to travel through time on July 15th. Now there is a big bump on the back of her head, which hurts terribly.

After sorting out his thoughts, his heart was filled with sympathy for the original owner and anger towards Jiang Zongwei and his wife.

Since the original owner gave her the chance to live again, she must shoulder her due responsibilities and avenge them, and let Jiang Zongwei, the unfaithful man, get the punishment he deserves.

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