Seeing Mrs. Du stop and look at her, Ning Mengyao asked coldly: "If you can't tell me, then don't blame me for suing you for slander and slandering others."
Ning Mengyao didn't know whether there was such a law here. However, seeing Du's face turning pale at that moment, Ning Mengyao slightly curled her lips. It seemed that there was still such a law.
Panic flashed across Mrs. Du's face. To be grateful, it seemed that her family received more help from Ning Mengyao. The books, pen, ink, paper and inkstone that Ning Mengyao gave to her Gou Wa Zi were enough. .
"That's all for today. My house is too small to accommodate noble and clean people like you. Please go ahead." Ning Mengyao looked at the somewhat bewildered woman beside her and Mrs. Du, and said coldly: "Alright? If after today someone arranges for me for no reason like Yang Xiuer, I think you won’t want to see this outcome."
While speaking, Ning Mengyao kept her eyes on Mrs. Du. The look in her eyes frightened Mrs. Du and ran away with the dish in her hand.
The remaining women pushed and shouted, and finally they all left.
"They're really over the top."
"It's just a group of irrelevant people." Ning Mengyao shook her head gently and said indifferently.
Seeing Ning Mengyao like this, Yang Lele suddenly felt distressed. What exactly had Ning Mengyao gone through to make her become like this? It really hurts her.
"Yaoyao you..."
"kindness?"
"It's okay." Yang Lele shook her head quickly, but kept telling herself that she must be very nice to her in the future.
After Du Shi returned, although she was very dissatisfied and wanted to say something, as long as she thought of Ning Mengyao's cold and piercing eyes, she couldn't say anything if she wanted to arrange it. This feeling was very uncomfortable. Du Shi was unhappy all day.
When Gouwazi came to ask her when she could continue to read, she burst out and even gave Gouwazi a beating without asking the reason.
Yang Xiuer's incident did not have any impact on Ning Mengyao's life. On the contrary, it made her feel much more relaxed.
On this day, when Ning Mengyao was about to take her children out to study, it suddenly started to rain heavily. In desperation, Ning Mengyao had no choice but to give up such an idea.
Fortunately, when she built the house, she built an attic, brought several children up to it, and taught them how to play games.
It wasn't until noon that Ning Mengyao let them go back. She sat on the edge of the attic and looked at the drizzle outside.
In the blink of an eye, she has been in Baishan Village for three or four months. When she first came, she still thought that it was almost the middle of the year, and time passed really fast.
I thought about these years for no reason in my mind, and a bitter smile gradually appeared on my face.
Thinking about it, she suddenly realized that she seemed to have done nothing over the years, just hanging around Ling Luo. Although her life was fulfilling now, Ning Mengyao felt that something was missing, making her a little confused.
It rained for three days at a time. It stopped at noon on the fourth day. The dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, revealing some smiling faces of the sun. Looking at the gradually clearing sky, Ning Mengyao suddenly found that she was a little unfounded. .
No matter what, life has to go on, and it’s not bad to stay here all the time. I don’t have to worry about food or clothing.
In the evening, Yang Lele walked in from outside with the melons he planted: "Yao Yao, let's go to the mountain to pick mushrooms tomorrow? What do you think?"
Ning Mengyao thought about it and thought it would work, so she nodded in agreement: "Okay."
"Okay, I'll call you tomorrow morning." Yang Lele said a few words to Ning Mengyao and then hurried back, as if something happened at home.
However, Yang Lele failed to come over the next day because her sister-in-law Qiao was taking Yang Zhi back to her parents' home today. Yang and Yang Zhu also had something to do, so there was no one at home to take care of Yang Yi, so Yang Lele had no choice but to stay.
Ning Mengyao had no choice but to go to the mountain with a backpack on her back. The air in the mountains was often much better than down below. After a long time of drying in the sun, the road to the mountains was no longer so slippery and was actually very easy to walk.