"Little lady, are you all sold out of red bean cakes?"
Just as Bai Lan was packing up the stall and preparing to leave with Jiang Liu, an aunt who had first come to her to buy red bean cakes turned back.
"Yes, ma'am, it's all sold out."
Bai Lan glanced at the little idiot who was still laughing and made red bean cake for him because she promised to go home, and said to the old lady with a smile.
"Hey, how come it's sold out in just a while."
The old lady sighed and stamped her feet.
"Auntie, is her red bean cake delicious?"
On the side, the red bean cakes that Bai Lan sold were expensive, and those who were unwilling to buy them couldn't help but be moved by this old lady's behavior.
"It's delicious, even better than Wufangzhai's red bean cake."
The old lady nodded. Originally, she was reluctant to buy the red bean cake that Bai Lan was selling for three cents, but because the little grandson was crying and wanting to eat, she decided to buy a piece to satisfy the little grandson. .
She asked Xiao Sunsun to take the red bean cake by herself, and then took Xiao Sunsun to a place not far from where vegetable vendors gathered to buy the ingredients that she needed for today. When she was about to go home, she casually asked if the red bean cake was okay. It's delicious, I didn't expect Xiao Sunsun to say that this red bean cake is even better than the one sold by Wufangzhai.
At that time, the old lady did not believe it, because Wufangzhai is a famous local pastry shop. It is said that the pastry shops have already opened in Fucheng. The local dignitaries will send their servants to the store to buy signature desserts and seasonal snacks. The new product, she saw that the woman selling cakes was dressed like a country lady, how could she make red bean cakes that were better than Wufangzhai.
The old lady couldn't help but took a bite of the red bean cake that her little grandson was holding, and was immediately convinced by its taste.
Red bean cake is a seemingly simple traditional cake that is actually difficult to make. The ingredients are not well matched, and the cake body is easy to be too soft or too hard, and the sugar content is controlled. Too sweet red bean cake is easy for people to produce The feeling of greasy taste, the sugar is not enough and the pastry looks very bland, without the essence of dessert.
There is another very important step in the production of red bean cake, which is the feeling of the finished product. The old lady has made red bean cake several times, but it is all because there are too many dregs, and there is not enough stirring in the process of cooking the red beans. The entrance of the cake is not good. She originally thought that Wufangzhai's red bean cake had perfected this traditional cake. After tasting the red bean cake made by the little farmer, she knew what it meant to be delicate and smooth.
Except for the remaining red bean particles, the rest of the cake body can be melted with just a sip of the tongue, and even an old man like her who has lost some teeth can easily chew it.
If it wasn't for the fear that eating that piece of red bean cake would make the little grandson cry, the old lady would have wanted to eat up that piece of red bean cake.
Now she turned back halfway and wanted to buy a few more red bean cakes to go home, so that her family could try it, but she didn't expect that she would be late, and after a while, those red bean cakes were sold out.
“Better than Wufangzhai’s red bean cake!”
Although Wufangzhai's red bean cakes are also three cents a dollar, strictly speaking, the price of red bean cakes sold by Bailan is still cheaper than that of Wufangzhai, because each piece of red bean cakes she sells is better than the red bean cakes sold by Wufangzhai. Thick and looks bigger.
If the red bean cake sold by Bailan is better than the red bean cake sold by Wufangzhai, it will be a good deal.
"Are you still coming to the market tomorrow to sell red bean cakes?"
The old lady looked at Bai Lan and asked.
"Come on, I'll come over these days."
Bai Lan thought that the living mother-in-law in the field can still cope, and the income from selling cakes is much higher than that of farming. As long as the cakes sell well, she will come to the market to sell cakes for a while.
"By the way, is it true that you said that the price of buying more is cheaper?"
The old lady continued to ask.
"Well, a piece of cake is three cents, three cakes are only eight cents, and six cakes are fifteen cents. The more you buy, the cheaper the price."
When Bai Lan was in the Hou Mansion, she learned some common words and some arithmetic from the woman who was in charge of shopping, and now she just applies the skills she learned in the last life to selling cakes.
"Let me make it clear, originally three pieces of cake cost nine cents, but now you only need eight cents. If you buy three red bean cakes, you will earn one cent. Originally fifteen cents could only buy five cakes, but now you can buy six. A piece is equivalent to getting a piece of red bean cake for nothing, that is, earning three cents."
Seeing that the people on the side didn't understand what she meant, Bai Lan recounted it in simpler language.
When she said that, everyone understood.
Especially when Bai Lan explained, he didn't say how much money can be discounted by buying more, but used the word "earning" to make everyone subconsciously feel that buying more is earning money, and more and more that buying more is more cost-effective than buying less.
"I knew I would have bought an extra one just now."
The person who had bought two cakes beat his chest beside him.
"Then you must remember to come tomorrow, and I will buy a few more."
The people on the side talked about it, anyway, the red bean cake is very durable, and this kind of cake can be given to relatives.
Bai Lan responded with a smile, then packed up her things and pushed Jiang Liu away from the crowd.
******
"Ten articles, ten articles, ten articles... a hundred articles."
Mrs. Jiang Miao is not good at arithmetic, and is not very proficient in counting numbers with more than two digits, so she stacks dozens of copper plates, and breaks off one finger without counting a stack, when she has finished breaking ten fingers. At that time, the ten piles of copper plates were piled up into a pile, which was one hundred pennies.
"One hundred letters, two hundred letters, three hundred letters... and thirty-seven letters, these are three hundred and thirty-seven letters in total."
Looking at the copper plates piled up in front of him, Jiang Miao's breathing became rapid, and he felt like he was out of breath.
"Why so much money, this red bean cake really makes so much money?"
Jiang Miao never thought that this red bean cake would sell so well. In just one morning, he earned more than 300 yuan. After deducting the cost of raw materials, he earned at least 2,670 yuan.
If it is ten days, add a zero after it, add two zeros for a hundred days, and three hundred and sixty-five days a year.
"Hu-hu-hu-"
Jiang Miao didn't dare to think about it any longer, because in her opinion, that number was a huge amount that she could earn for most of her life.
"Lan'er, this family depends on you. It's really a blessing for my mother to have a daughter-in-law like you."
Economic status determines family status. If Bai Lan can earn money, she still earns a lot of money. Jiang Miao naturally treats her differently.
"Mother, I think besides red bean cake, we can also make other cakes to sell. Anyway, the recipes my aunt left me are all good, and I won't worry about selling them, and I thought that since the cakes sell well, then we Don’t grow other crops on the three acres of land at home, just grow glutinous rice, sesame, red and mung beans and other crops that can be used when making cakes, so that we can save money for food ingredients.”
It is a good thing for the old lady to change her mind. Bai Lan still has her little girl in her belly. If the life at home was prosperous when the little girl was born, according to the old lady's superstition, her little girl should be a little girl. Lucky Star, in this way, the status of the daughter in the family will also improve. Although it may not be as good as Jiang Liu and his son Dahu in the old lady's heart, at least she is more valued by the old lady than the granddaughters of the second room.
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
Jiang Miao nodded again and again. Anyway, mung beans and red beans are good things. Many pastry shops accept them. Even if they don’t make pastries at home, they don’t have to worry about not being able to sell them.
It is these crops that are a little troublesome to serve, but the old lady now has a passion to use in the fields in order to earn money to treat her son's madness.
"I haven't bought any meat since the family split, Laner, go buy a small piece of pork from Zhu Dahu at the entrance of the village, and we'll eat pork stewed noodles later."
Jiang Miao took out twenty copper coins from the hundreds of pennies and asked his daughter-in-law to buy a piece of meat from the butcher at the village entrance.
Seeing that because of the daughter-in-law's good craftsmanship, the family's life has finally come to a head, and the old lady is also rare and generous.
"Good girl."
Bai Lan took the twenty pennies with a smile. Since she returned to this era, she hadn't eaten a bite of meat, and now she was a little greedy for meat.
Moreover, Bai Lan heard that the baby in her womb can take care of the baby if the mother eats well. Her daughter Zhuhua has been thinner than her peers since she was a child. Bai Lan thinks that it is probably because she worked too hard when she was pregnant with the baby. I have already thought about it, this time I will take good care of my daughter Zhuhua. The so-called good care will naturally start from the time of pregnancy.
******
"Master, what do you think the three rooms are doing?"
The familiar fragrance floated over from the next door again, Xu Xiaocao put down his chopsticks angrily, and asked Jiang Hai dissatisfiedly.
"I don't know what I did yesterday afternoon. The greedy plum blossoms cried and made a fuss. Today I went to Zhu Dahu to buy pork again. The smell of that pot of cabbage and pork stewed vermicelli made your two children clamor for meat. , I've already eaten dinner, and I haven't let people stop, and the scent I smelled yesterday afternoon has reappeared."
Xu Xiaocao couldn't understand. Although the three rooms received the most good things when they split up, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the future must be the worst for the three rooms.
Because there is no labor force in the third room, Jiang Liu is the only male in the third room of the Jiang family. Jiang Liu is not a big deal. Jiang Dahu is only two and a half years old. And Jiang Miao's two women supported.
If Jiang Liu could come to his senses, he might be able to prosper in the three-bedroom life, but didn't Jiang Liu lose his head? Logically, the days after the Jiang family should be bleak and utterly hopeless.
But these days, the small kitchen of the third room has not been interrupted by the smell of food, pastries and meat, and life is much better than before.
It's hard for Xu Xiaocao not to wonder if Jiang Miao's family was hiding something when they split up. In fact, the Jiang family's wealth is far more than they thought, and all those things were cheaper for Jiang Liu.
But after careful calculation, Xu Xiaocao knows how much money the family has earned over the years. Even if her mother-in-law, Jiang Miao, intercepts a part, she will not go there too much, at least not enough to support the three-bedroom.
"Someone saw the third brother and sister taking the third brother to town in the morning, carrying things, as if they were going to sell things."
Jiang Hai is also a little confused. He has always felt that he is the most capable of the three brothers. Now the life of the third room is better than his, which makes him very uncomfortable.
"What's for sale? What else is there for sale in Sanfang?"
Before Jiang Liu broke his head, in order to take him to the city to see a doctor, Jiang Miao sold several old hens that were laying eggs. Now, apart from the house and fields, there are other valuable things in the family.
"How do I know this, you stay at home every day, can't you ask about it?"
Jiang Hai felt that the life of the third room was so nourishing, it was very likely related to the things that the third daughter-in-law took to sell in the town.
"I haven't been idle all day. I do laundry and cooking for your father and three children. I feed the chickens and ducks in the house. Do you know how much pig food the two pigs brought in after the separation will eat each day? Really? Do you think I'm not working?"
Xu Xiaocao felt that his credit had been wiped out, so he explained angrily.
"I didn't say you didn't work, but you still live under one roof. If there is any movement over there, you should pay more attention."
Jiang Hai didn't want to quarrel with Xu Xiaocao, he was afraid of being embarrassed by the hearing of the second and third family next door.
"I'll notice later."
Jiang Hai said soft words, and Xu Xiaocao was no longer angry.
She took it as soon as she saw it, saying that she would keep an eye on Sanfang to see what money-making business they had.
******
Since the first time she tasted the sweetness of selling cakes, Bai Lan will make some cakes every day and go to the town to sell them the next morning. Of course, she will not forget to bring her live signature Jiang Liu.
Jiang Liu doesn't have to do anything except pick things. He just sits at the edge of the stall, holds a piece of cake that Bai Lan gave him, and eats it happily.
The pretty lady who sells tofu is called Tofu Xi Shi, and the live sign of his pastry stall must at least have the nickname of Pan An, a pastry.
Because she realized Jiang Liu's ability to carry goods, Bai Lan was not stingy with him when selling cakes. Usually, Jiang Liu could eat three or four pieces of cakes in one morning.
Bai Lan's raw materials are good, both flour and sugar. After a period of time, Jiang Liu has gained a little weight, and he looks more and more tender and delicate.
Good-looking and chubby silly boys are most liked by old ladies, and most of the old ladies who come out to buy vegetables are also a little old. They are very happy to patronize Bai Lan's business, especially knowing that Jiang Liu's brain is not good, and the whole family is worried. When they were supported by Bai Lan's business, they were more willing to take care of their business.
In addition to the red bean cake, which is in short supply, Bailan has launched a new product - honeycomb cake.
This is a craft that Bai Lan learned from a cook who came from the south of Houfu. Honeycomb cake is also known as golden cake. The raw materials are tapioca coconut milk and eggs.
It was only in that lifetime that Bai Lan knew that such a pastry existed, so when she launched this new pastry, the old customers had never tried it, and few were willing to pay for it.
Because of this, today's cakes sell more slowly than usual. When all the red bean cakes are sold out, more than half of the golden cakes are left.
"Daughter-in-law, eat."
Jiang Liu tore a piece of golden cake and handed it to Bai Lan's mouth. Bai Lan, who was still blaming herself for launching new cakes, was stunned. She never thought that one day she would be able to eat the food that Jiang Liu took the initiative to bring to her mouth.
This man has always been selfish. When there is something good, he first thinks of himself, then Meng Jiao Niang and his adulterous child. He and his two children have a low status in his heart. Bai Lan has always felt that Jiang Liu would rather use him than him. Throwing away their things, they are not willing to make their mother and son cheaper.
"Eat, the cakes are delicious."
Seeing that Bai Lan didn't open her mouth, Jiang Liu pushed the cake in his hand forward, almost reaching Bai Lan's mouth.
Bai Lan opened her mouth subconsciously and put the piece of golden cake into her mouth.
Her craftsmanship is of course nothing to say. The unique tenacity of golden cake is different from traditional cakes, but the taste is different. Bai Lan also tasted the taste of golden cake when she was making cakes last night, but the golden cake in her mouth is the same as yesterday's. When she tasted it at night, it was a little different, it seemed a little sweeter.
Bai Lan blinked and took a deep breath.
She told herself not to be soft-hearted, not to be soft-hearted!
Even if the current Jiang Liu is good, so what, when he wakes up one day, he will turn back into that wolf-hearted, ruthless and unrighteous beast. Now she is soft-hearted towards Jiang Liu, and then she will feel heartache.
Bai Lan thought, she can't fall on the same man twice if she's not taking a break.
"My daughter-in-law said, I want to be nice to my daughter-in-law, and Fusheng is obedient."
These days, Bailan and Jiang Dahu's education has been quite effective. Children with IQs of four or five years old are what adults teach and what they learn. Bailan and Jiang Dahu taught him to love his wife as a husband, and to take care of his children as a father. At this moment, Jiang Liu Behaving as they were taught before, he was sharing with his wife what he thought was good.
"Good, good."
Bai Lan complimented him in a perfunctory manner, and then looked blank, wondering if she was too harsh on this little fool, and it was clearly not him who did the wrong thing.
Perhaps in order to avoid this problem, Bai Lan shook her head and refocused on the unsold golden cakes. Suddenly, she was blessed with spirituality, and Bai Lan thought of a good solution.
Before Jiang Liu fed her pastries, she was inspired. Most of the reasons why old customers were reluctant to buy golden cakes were because they had never tasted this kind of pastries before, fearing that the pastries would not taste good, and they would be wasting money when they bought them.
In that case, why didn't she cut one of the golden cakes into smaller pieces and let those regular customers taste it.
Bai Lan is confident in her craftsmanship. She thinks that as long as everyone tastes the golden cake, at least six or seven out of ten are willing to buy it.
No one would refuse to try something that doesn't cost money. Under Bai Lan's shout, many people gathered around to taste the golden cake.
Soon, the market for the golden cake opened up, Bai Lan was busy collecting money, and naturally didn't have time to think about other things.
"Is that the little woman who robbed our family of business?"
In a restaurant not far away, a few people sat by the window and pointed at Bai Lan.
"I can't say it's a business. This little lady sells a single cake. Before today, she only sold red bean cakes. Today, there is one more cake, but I haven't seen that kind of cakes for more than ten years. It was researched by myself, I just asked someone to buy it, I will try it later."
The person standing by the window was the manager of Wufangzhai, the largest dim sum shop in this area. He heard from the old customers that their red bean cakes were not as delicious as a little lady in the market, so he paid attention to Bailan.
"How about the taste of the red bean cake? It's better than the ones sold in our store, as others say?"
It's not that this steward is too arrogant, but their signature red bean cake is well-known. Many big families will come to their store to buy red bean cake and go back to entertain their distinguished guests, so he doesn't quite believe that the red bean cake made by a country woman can be good. Catch up with their centuries-old craftsmanship.
"This… "
The pastry chef hesitated for a while.
"It's actually a little better than what's in the store."
Although he didn't want to admit it, it was a fact. His tongue couldn't deceive himself, nor could the reactions of the diners.
"Oh."
The steward was surprised, he pondered for a moment, this is not a trivial matter, he has to inform the owner, you must know that their Wufangzhai is not the only family, there are still a few time-honored brands in Fucheng who can compete with them Wufangzhai. Competitive.
If any of them bought the recipe for the red bean cake from that little woman, it would definitely hit their reputation of Wufangzhai.
After thinking about it, if he can buy the recipe for the red bean cake in the hands of the little woman, and then present this recipe to the owner, then their Wufangzhai will definitely be stronger, and his manager is naturally Wufang. Zhai's great hero.
But this matter can't be rushed, the steward looks at the errands aside.
"Go and find out the origin of that little woman."
He has to know the details of the other party before he can judge how much money he should pay to buy that recipe.
The man running the errands stepped back after hearing the order, and Bai Lan, who finally bought the basket of golden cakes, didn't know that he was being targeted.
*****
"Daughter-in-law Jiang San, brought Jiang San to the town again?"
After a period of time, the villagers also knew that Bai Lan went to the town to sell food. Many people envy the Jiang family for marrying a capable daughter-in-law, but thinking of the stupid Jiang Liu, this envy is much less.
"Um."
Bai Lan greets everyone. Unlike the original body, she has a good reputation in the village. Now that Jiang Liu has lost her mind, she still does not abandon her. She takes that silly man by her side day and night, and Bai Lan's reputation is better for a while.
Everyone felt that she was wronged and married a man like Jiang Liu.
Meng Jiao Niang stood not far away, watching Jiang Liu follow Bai Lan like a child, she was so angry that she twisted the flower in her hand into a ball of flower juice.
"Humph!"
Meng Jiao Niang's face was cold, she kept the flower in her hand aside, and then left with her butt twisted.
"What is she humming, and she doesn't even look at what she is. Compared with Jiang San's wife, she is far behind."
"That's right, Jiang San's daughter-in-law is also in bad luck. For someone like Jiang San, Meng Jiaoniang should be with him, and the two of them will harm each other."
The people on the side just thought that Meng Jiao Niang didn't like to hear everyone praise others, and looked at her back and said contemptuously after she walked away.
Meng Jiao Niang couldn't hear them. She angrily went back to her room, opened the closet and pulled out a small delicate box. She opened the box and took out a pickled plum and put it in her mouth. Live the surging acid water in her stomach.
"Who made you angry?"
A man hugged her behind her, his two hands wandered around her unruly, and his lower body was pressed against Meng Jiao Niang's buttocks, which made him want to move.
"Who bothers me? Who do you say bothers me!"
Meng Jiao Niang was taken aback by the man who suddenly appeared, and she relaxed after hearing the familiar voice of the other party. She snorted softly, patted the man's hand away, turned around and sat on the edge of the bed.
"You don't say how I know who bothers you."
Jiang Dezhu was not angry, and sat happily beside Meng Jiaoniang, eager to unbutton Meng Jiao Niang's clothes.
"Good man, I miss my brother. I'm out of town these days, thinking about you little goblin day and night."
Jiang Dezhu is the second son of the wealthy Yangtze River in Jiangjia Village. He is one of the few talented people in the village. When he was a young man, he saved some money and bought a small shop in the town, specializing in selling groceries. Later, he married Buzhuang next door. The boss's youngest daughter is Jiang Youcai's greatest pride compared to his two brothers who are still in the fields.
Jiang Dezhu usually lives in the town, and occasionally he goes out of town because of the purchase of goods. He seldom returns to the village, so no one knows that he and Meng Jiaoniang have long been on good terms.
Jiang Dezhu did not dare to let others know, because his daughter-in-law's family was powerful, not only richer than him, but his mother-in-law's younger brother was also a yamen arrester and had a little relationship with the official family. Therefore, Jiang Dezhu was a little scared, even if he had a little family background, he would not dare to take a concubine. Na small.
"Don't touch me, I'm pregnant."
Meng Jiaoniang patted Jiang Dezhu's hand again.
"Pregnant, whose?"
Jiang Dezhu stood up abruptly, looked at Meng Jiaoniang with wide eyes and asked.
"Of course it's yours."
Hearing such a question, Meng Jiao Niang was very embarrassed, "Has there been any other man since I fell in love with you? Could it be that I am such a rambunctious woman in your heart?"
This is the truth, because Jiang Dezhu made a lot of money to meet Meng Jiaoniang's living needs, so in the past few months, Meng Jiaoniang has not had a good time with other men.
At most, let people touch their hands, touch their buttocks, and get a little cheap. So Meng Jiao Niang can be sure that the child in her womb belongs to Jiang Dezhu.
"That was not what I meant."
Having said that, Jiang Dezhu was still a little unconvinced in his heart.
Besides, he already has sons and daughters, and there is no shortage of this unidentified child in Meng Jiao Niang's belly.
"This child can't be kept."
Jiang Dezhu glanced at Meng Jiao Niang's belly. He could play with Meng Jiao Niang, but he would never let such a woman enter the gate of his Jiang family. Besides, there was still a tigress at home. How dare he dare Let the other party know the existence of Meng Jiaoniang.
"I know you have your troubles, so I never thought of letting you take me as a concubine."
Meng Jiao Niang sobbed softly. She was not too young anymore. Many women of her age were mothers of two or three children. Meng Jiao Niang also understood in her heart that she couldn't eat meat for long, and she had to have it too. A child, for her retirement.
So Meng Jiao Niang didn't want to abort the child in her stomach. She wanted to find a father for the child. At the same time, out of guilt, she would definitely be able to get compensation from Jiang Dezhu.
And the father of the child selected by Meng Jiao Niang is the original body.
She has been observing the men in the village for a long time, and Jiang Liu is the one that best suits her conditions.
First of all, Jiang Liu is favored, and most of the Jiang family's property is distributed to him. Second, Jiang Liu's brain is dull enough, and she is sure to let Jiang Liuxi become a father without knowing it. The last point, and the most important point, is that This man is obsessed with her enough.
Meng Jiao Niang knew that she had a bad reputation, and many men were willing to play with her but not marry her, but Jiang Liu was different. He liked him, and believed that her bad reputation was due to the jealousy of women, so she just Based on this, Meng Jiaoniang was sure to grab Jiang Liu's heart and let him ask for anything from her.
It's a pity that the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. Before what happened to her and Jiang Liu, the man broke his brain and turned into a fool.
"Little girl, I have suffered you."
Jiang Dezhu breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that Meng Jiao Niang had no plans to let her in.
"By the way, I remember Jiang San fell stupid not long ago."
Jiang Dezhu didn't come to the village very often, but Jiang Liu smashed his head, and he had heard about him when he was a four-year-old child.
"Yeah, he's stupid now. I can't let a fool be our child's father."
Meng Jiao Niang sighed. In a month or two, her stomach will no longer be able to hide. Where can she find a fool to be a father to her son in such a short time.
"Stupidity has its advantages."
Unlike Meng Jiaoniang's disappointment, Jiang Dezhu felt that Jiang Liu, who had become stupid, was the best shield.
Thinking about it carefully, what a fool can do, he may not even be able to tell the difference between a woman and a man. If Meng Jiao Niang can really marry into the Jiang family, then it will be much more convenient for him to have an affair with Meng Jiao Niang. And Jiang Liu is so stupid, he can let him open the door when they are working, so that he doesn't have to worry about others being suspicious.
Jiang Dezhu told Meng Jiaoniang about his plan.
"If your belly is really my son, don't worry, I will never treat you badly. Besides, is there a better candidate than Jiang San? Now he is a fool, you say the child in your belly It's his, who can explain it for him, I'm afraid he can't explain it himself."
Jiang Dezhu tried hard to persuade Meng Jiaoniang.
"But-"
Meng Jiao Niang has changed a bit, but if she really did that, wouldn't the story of her lying be exposed when Jiang Liu woke up.
"What are you afraid of, it's not so easy to lose your mind and go crazy."
Jiang Dezhu is well-informed, and he has never heard that a maniac can be cured.
"Think about our children."
Jiang Dezhu touched Meng Jiao Niang's belly. On the premise of not threatening his stable life, if Meng Jiao Niang was really pregnant with his child, he would still love this child a little bit.
"it is good."
Meng Jiaoniang was persuaded.
Yes, she originally planned to climb onto Jiang Liu's bed and push the child in her stomach onto him.
Now that Jiang Liu has become a fool, she said that she has had a relationship with Jiang Liu for a long time, and that the child she is carrying is Jiang Liu's, who can refute it.
Blame Jiang Liu for being stupid. He was stupid before, but he is even more stupid now.
******
That evening, when the people working in the fields came home, Meng Jiao Niang appeared outside the Jiang's yard and looked at the people in the yard with tears in her eyes.
Jiang Hai and Jiang Hu came back with their hoes, and Meng Jiao Niang was overjoyed when they saw this behavior.
Jianghai/Jianghu is going to be unlucky!
The brothers glanced at each other, and this was the only thought in their minds at the moment.