Little Yao's mouth scolded the whole village. Even if everyone was fawning over Zhan Laoer and wanted to sell vegetables to Taifu Restaurant, they could just hold up little Yao's stinky feet.

Being insulted like this by her, I couldn't help but become depressed.

Zhan Feiyu was sitting on a small chair in the main room. The scoldings made by little Yao were too unpleasant. Everyone didn't want Zhan Feiyu to dirty her ears, so they left her alone in the room and closed the door considerately.

In the dimly lit room, Zhan Feiyu went through everything in his mind with a sullen face.

The master's wife was poisoned, and rumors spread in Shangsi County that it was the master who had poisoned her. After that, the affair with Mrs. Zhang in Mitsui Lane spread like wildfire, as well as the dirty words said by her former second aunt just now.

Zhan Feiyu felt like an invisible web was coming down, one link after another, connecting all the originally unrelated events together, and the person behind the scenes who really wanted to deal with it turned out to be himself.

Cunzheng Huan: All the men in the village are doing farm work in the fields. Farmers are like this. They are sweating and turning their faces to the loess and their backs to the sky, just to harvest more food.

"Okay, I still have the strength to howl, I think the beating was too gentle!" A majestic scolding sounded, and Muramasa glared angrily at little Yao who was sitting on the ground and acting mischievously.

From afar, I could hear the unpleasant words she scolded. Eighteen generations of the Zhan family had scolded her. If this was his daughter-in-law, Muramasa would have asked his son to divorce this family troubler.

The faces of the men who followed into the yard were ugly. None of the men wanted to get involved in the quarrel between the women, but the wife who reported the news was not clear about what she said.

Muramasa asked a few more questions, and the little daughter-in-law became furious. Everyone was also worried that something had happened. They all came back from their farm work, only to hear little Yao's shrew swearing at her, which made everyone feel unhappy.

"Shut up! You..." Old Man Zhan walked in quickly and was about to scold Xiao Yao, but when he saw her swollen face like a pig's head, he was stunned, "Your face...

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"Dad, why doesn't my boss come back? I'm going to be beaten to death..." Little Yao screamed and cried even more aggrievedly.
Chapter completed!