Ugly girl only wants to farm

Seeing the little girl's greedy look, Xu Chaoyan secretly smiled, took out a handful of coins, bought two skewers of candied hawthorns, and handed them over. Meng Jiuxia looked at the bright red fruit and couldn't help but drool, but she didn't eat them right away and carefully held them.

Xu Chaoyan looked at her with some curiosity: "Why aren't you eating?"

Meng Jiuxia carefully protected the candied hawthorn: "I plan to take it back and share it with my mother and younger brother. They have never eaten this before."

Xu Chaoyan rubbed her head, feeling a little sorry for her: "You should eat by yourself. We can buy more later. If Grandma finds out that we bought food in town, she'll skin you alive."

Under Xu Chaoyan's alarmist words, Meng Jiuxia obediently swallowed the candied hawthorn skewer. The two strolled around the street for a while, bought some candied fruit at a candied fruit shop, and some spices and chili peppers at a general store, as the meals they had been eating these past few days had been too bland.

Xu Chaoyan had no taste in her mouth, and all she ate was thin vegetable soup all day. Her stomach was pounding like a drum. She bought two big meat buns and the two of them ordered a bowl of tea to drink.

They didn't dare linger in town for too long, so they followed the oxcart back to the village, hurriedly cut two baskets of grass, and went back.

When they returned, it was past noon. The grandmother leaned against the door and saw the two of them come back. She said sarcastically, "You two actually know how to come back. Anyone who didn't know better would think you were out having a secret rendezvous."

Li San Niang was somewhat annoyed by her mother-in-law's words: "Mother, what are you saying? How could Xia'er and Yan'er do such a thing? Don't just say that these young girls' reputations are the most important thing."

Grandmother snorted coldly: "I know my Xia'er's temperament, but this morning glory is another story. I'm afraid she might lead our girl astray if she can't stand the loneliness and goes out to steal some."

Xu Chaoyan ignored her sarcasm and went straight to her room. A moment later, there was a knocking sound at the door. Meng Jiudong peeked out from outside and said, "Mother said to bring you some food. Grandmother wasn't planning to save any for you today, but Mother secretly saved some for you. Eat quickly."

Xu Chaoyan looked at Meng Jiudong's chubby face and found it very cute. She took out a piece of candy and handed it to him: "Here, have this. Don't tell anyone when you go out. If Grandmother and Taohua find out, you won't be able to taste it again next time."

Children from poor families rarely get to eat candy, and the sweet taste filled their mouths. Meng Jiudong laughed happily: "I will definitely not tell anyone. This is our secret."

Since she spent money on Meng Jiuxia last time, and took out several bolts of cloth to make clothes for the whole family, and also gave Meng Jiuxia a hairpin, Xu Chaoyan was worried about the little money she had left. She hadn't earned any money, but had spent quite a lot.

That day, she went to the town market and spent another tael of silver. She rested her chin on her hand and pondered how to earn money to survive in this ancient world. Others who transmigrated came with spatial abilities, and some were princesses or daughters of noble families. Unlike her, she was unlucky and miserable. Not only was she transmigrated into an ugly woman, but she was also penniless.

"I want to find a block of tofu and smash my head against it," Xu Chaoyan sighed again. "When will this ever end?"

These days at school, Qi Tianci would always sneak around and find opportunities to hide Meng Jiuhe's Su Che book, or break his pen.

Meng Jiuhe paid no attention to these petty tricks; he didn't want to make a fuss because he didn't want to put his teacher in a difficult position.

There were only a few people who usually made things difficult for him, and you could guess who they were. He swallowed his anger because he didn't want to make things too embarrassing. His teacher had high hopes for him and had given him a lot of help. Those few people who didn't study seriously were all sent in through family connections and money. They thought that as long as they could read a few words and distinguish right from wrong, that would be enough, so everyone turned a blind eye.

Every holiday was the hardest time for Meng Jiuhe. With another holiday coming up tomorrow, he had no desire to go home at all. Flipping through the book he had half-copied, he racked his brains. Maybe he should stay here and copy more books to earn some copper coins. It would be much better than going back to face that ugly face.

These minor squabbles did not affect Meng Jiuhe.

Qi Tianci pondered a plan. "Isn't Meng Jiuping supposed to be a gentleman? Why don't we take him to that brothel for a drink and spread the word, so that the teacher will know his character and leave a bad impression?" Someone suggested this method.

Let's see how he'll survive in the future. Several people tried to arrange a meeting with Meng Jiuhe, but he refused every time. It seems that this path won't work either.

He patted his head in frustration; this person was simply impervious to reason and extremely difficult to deal with.

That day, he was drinking alone in his own restaurant when he suddenly heard several people whispering in the corner. They wanted to give the master's horse some bacon powder because the master was too harsh on the servants.

Qi Tianci listened intently and realized that they were giving him some croton seeds to eat, causing him to have diarrhea. Thinking of this, Qi Tianci had a plan. The next small test was coming up soon. He would give Meng Jiu some croton seeds to make him vomit and have diarrhea so he wouldn't be able to take the test. He breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't even bother drinking; he put down the wine jug and went out onto the street to buy the croton powder, which he then tucked into his pocket.

After talking to Zhang Xuyang for a long time, the kid absolutely refused, saying that if the teacher found out, they would definitely be in big trouble.

Qi Tianci patted his shoulder and continued to tempt him: "You're just not decisive enough. That kid always manages to outdo you, so we have to be tougher on him. Besides, we're on holiday tomorrow. His vomiting and diarrhea after taking this croton oil will happen when he gets back. Why would the teacher associate this with us? Don't you want to see him make a fool of himself?"

"For a scholar like Meng to soil his trousers, especially on the street or in front of his teacher, wouldn't you want to see such an amusing thing?"

Zhang Xuyang was somewhat tempted by what he said, so he agreed. The two of them then found an opportunity to mix the croton powder into Meng Jiuhe's water. They moved closer to him and, seeing that he had drunk the water, their hearts finally settled down, waiting to see him make a fool of himself.

Several hours passed without any response, and Qi Tianci even complained that he hadn't given enough, wondering if the boss was trying to trick him.

That night, Meng Jiu didn't know what he had eaten wrong during the day. He made several trips back and forth. The person who slept with him saw him making so many trips and asked with concern, "Brother Meng, what did you eat today? Why is your stomach so upset? Should I go find a doctor to take a look at you?"

Meng Jiuhe poured himself another glass of warm water and drank it down. He felt much better now: "Never mind, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Meng Jiu had been pulling several laps in a row and was feeling quite weak. He finally managed to take a short rest when the sky began to lighten.

The next day, he endured his discomfort and continued to listen to the teacher's lecture. Since he was going to take a ten-day break to go home, the teacher only lectured for half an hour before letting them leave.

During this time, Meng Jiuhe drank another cup of hot water to suppress his discomfort. His friends, seeing his haggard face, said with concern, "You should go see a doctor soon. The doctor looked at you strangely just now. You don't want to leave a bad impression on him."

Meng Jiu nodded perfunctorily: "I'll go in and take a look when I pass by the clinic later."

He casually picked up a couple of pieces of clothing and left the school with the others. When he passed by a pharmacy, he bought some medicine to stop diarrhea, but he had to wait until he got home to brew it. Since his stomach wasn't too uncomfortable at the moment, he slowly walked towards the village.

But not long after, that overwhelming feeling came again. Qi Tianci and his group planned to see Meng Jiu make a fool of himself, but they waited until he left the town and still didn't see him.

Zhang Xuyang looked reluctant: "Forget it, I don't want to go. You guys go by yourselves. I have things to do at home."

Qi Tianci grabbed him, his expression displeased: "Brother Zhang, now that we're here, don't refuse anymore. We're all in the same boat, and no one can escape. If you leave now, I'll tell the teacher everything that happened before, and no one will get away with it."

When Zhang Xuyang saw that his hypocritical face was revealed, he regretted it. He should have known better than to do these pointless things with him. But now that things had come to this, he had no choice but to follow him.

Meng Jiuhe walked slowly ahead, and the others didn't want to get too close. In the end, Qi Tianci hired a carriage and followed behind at a leisurely pace.

Meng Jiuhe walked slowly towards the village, but the discomfort grew stronger. In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, he had already run twice. Seeing that it was getting darker, he quickened his pace.

I could see wisps of smoke rising from the chimneys in the distance, and I thought to myself that I would be home in half an hour.

Qi Tianci and his group followed along, but they hadn't seen any excitement and their butts were numb from sitting so long. The slow, swaying carriage made them feel nauseous.

Meng Jiuhe was also a little puzzled. A carriage had been following him at a leisurely pace all the way, and he didn't know what it was going to do. Since it was a main road, he didn't want to go up and ask, so he ignored it.

Qi Tianci suddenly spoke up: "Zhang Xuyang, what do you think about us suddenly rushing out and scaring him? If he falls ill and can't get out of bed, you'll get the top grade in the next assessment."

Before Zhang Xuyang could agree, Qi Tianci took out the demon masks he had prepared in advance and threw one to each of them: "You guys quickly put these on. In a moment, we'll stand behind him and pounce on Meng Jiuhe when he's not paying attention."

The group looked excited, rubbing their hands together, saying, "We really want to see how scared this Scholar Meng will be."

Meng Jiuhe leaned on the tree trunk to stand up. He was exhausted from pulling so much, his lips were chapped, and his legs were weak. He had almost lost his balance. He would go back and brew the medicine and drink it, which should make him feel better.

After resting for a while, he was about to continue his journey when he suddenly heard a rustling sound. He was startled and became very alert. It was already late, and he wondered if there were any wild animals in the woods.

Although he grew up in the village, he rarely went up the mountain since he was a child. His family took good care of him. He felt a little panicked and quickened his pace. Suddenly, a ghostly figure appeared not far away. It looked eerie under the faint light. He was startled and patted his chest, which was pounding.

He didn't usually believe in ghosts and gods, but he heard from the village elders that the forest was somewhat unclean, and that those who starved to death or died unjustly were often thrown there, so few people usually came this way.

He had rushed to this spot to relieve himself in a moment of panic, and the afterimage of that menacing, fanged monster flashed through his mind. When he was little, his grandmother would tell the disobedient children in the mountains that there were man-eating monsters to keep them from running around.

Could it be such a coincidence that he ran into them? He quickened his pace, and the faster he ran, the closer they were chasing him. When he heard the heavy footsteps, he realized that someone was deliberately playing a prank on him to scare him.

He stood beside a tree, panting heavily, his chest heaving. Once he caught his breath, he shouted, "Who are you? Why are you playing tricks on me?"

Qi Tianci, afraid that he would recognize his voice, said in a high-pitched voice, "We are the ones who will take your life."

After saying that, he raised the tiger head in his hand and waved it at him.

Although Meng Jiuhe was completely weak, when his life was threatened, he quickened his pace. The men, wielding sticks, chased after him into the depths of the forest.

Zhang Xuyang had always looked down on this clumsy plan. He lifted his mask and whispered, "I don't want to play this childish game anymore. Just scare them a little."

Who knew Qi Tianci would slap him on the forehead: "We've come to a crucial moment. How can we give up on something so fun? Didn't you see how scared he was? Hurry up and give it your all."

After saying that, he grabbed him and rushed forward again. Before he knew it, Qi Tianci tripped over something and knocked Meng Jiuhe down. Feeling the warm body on his body, Meng Jiuhe was no longer afraid and shouted, "Who are you? What do you want?"

Qi Tianci chuckled twice: "Who are we? We're the ones who will take your life!"

As he spoke, he swung his axe again, and the two began to fight. Qi Tianci was spoiled at home and was no match for Meng Jiuhe. He was hit several times and was in pain, while Meng Jiuhe held his neck tightly.

His face was turning bluish, the air was getting thinner and thinner, and he felt like he was on the verge of death.

Looking at everything before him, Zhang Xuyang was already terrified and completely lost his composure. The others who had come with him stood aside, showing no intention of helping him at all.

Seeing that no one came to help him, Qi Tianci waved his hands wildly, then grabbed a rock and threw it haphazardly. With a "bang," the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground rang out.

When Meng Jiuhe finally breathed in the fresh air, he felt like he had come back to life. At that moment, the others didn't dare to breathe, seeing Meng Jiuhe lying motionless on the ground.

Only then did Zhang Tianci realize that his hands were sticky. He leaned closer and saw the bright red blood, which startled him. He frantically wiped his hands on his body, his face filled with panic: "Zhang Xuyang, are you dead? Come and see if he's dead!"

Zhang Xuyang walked over shakily, touched the tip of his nose with his hand, and he was so frightened that he backed away and fell to the ground.

He stammered, "You, you've killed someone."

Qi Tianci, still trembling with fear, said, "I only gave it a light tap, and this kid is so useless, he just died like that. You're all accomplices, none of you can escape, don't try to shirk responsibility."