I was killed by domestic violence, and I went crazy with barrage

Chapter 117 The villagers came to the door
"Seven, seventy-three?!"

Jiang Anning was so surprised that her voice broke.

Is it thirteen?

It must be, her ears must have been bad just now and she heard wrongly.

"Yes, I am indeed thirty-three years old this year, twenty years older than Lu Zhishen."

Xie Yutong smiled and said jokingly: "What, are you scared? Looking at my appearance and my face, you can't believe it?"

Jiang Anning shook her head and nodded again.

After a while, he muttered something lowly: "That's right, I'm a little surprised."

She took a quick peek at the person and said, "There's really nothing about your face that makes you look like you're in your seventies."

"I'm afraid even the pretty girls in their prime are not as tender as your face..."

Jiang Anning couldn't resist her curiosity. She glanced at the person again and again, but still couldn't see any flaws.

There is actually someone who is over 70 years old, but still looks like a girl who was 17 or 18 years old, making it impossible to tell her age?

This is really incredible.

Xie Yutong laughed loudly: "You are tender, why are you getting more and more stupid words like this? It's nonsense! The reason why I can make people confused about my age is because I have learned the master's secret method. If you are willing to learn it, later When you succeed, you can stay young like me."

Jiang Anning shook her head and refused without thinking: "No, no, I, I just want to learn some boxing and kicking skills, as long as I can stay close to him."

What is eternal youth? She doesn't want to be an old monster.

If you look the same all your life and no trace is visible, isn't that going to scare people to death?
"What, scared?" Xie Yutong raised his eyebrows, his expression was indifferent, but there was no hint of happiness or anger.

Jiang Anning shook her head: "I'm not afraid."

She swallowed her saliva and said in a low voice: "It just feels a little strange and a little unbelievable."

Xie Yutong smiled, seeming to be pleased by her tangled appearance.

From the corner of her eye, she saw the little medicine boy coming over with a food box. She did not continue the topic and said casually: "Let's eat."

Jiang Anning felt uneasy: "Are you angry?"

Xie Yutong glanced at her: "You are always like this. You like to think about whether others are alive or not. Are you unhappy?"

Jiang Anning lowered her head and quibbled softly: "I didn't." She felt guilty after hearing this.

"Whether I am happy or angry has nothing to do with you. If you care too much about other people's emotions, you will inevitably feel wronged by your own emotions."

Xie Yutong suddenly scolded: "Don't always be timid and think about others and wrong yourself."

"understood."

Jiang Anning responded obediently, but she still felt something was strange.

Why is she so obedient?
Didn't you agree that you were just learning some martial arts from others, and if anything went wrong, you would immediately run away?
Why do you seem to be becoming more and more natural towards people?

If Jiang Anning had known that people in the village would inexplicably feel submissive and convinced when they saw her smiling softly and looking at her gently and calmly, it probably wouldn't be so strange.

Seeing the little medicine boy come in with a food box that was half as tall as he was, Jiang Anning hurriedly stepped forward to help.

"Originally, the medical center prepared breakfast, and they also brought out your share, including fried dough sticks and tofu puffs bought from Lao An's house on West Street."

Xie Yutong said: "But the handyman from your embroidery workshop sent over a food box very early in the morning, with four floors full of food, so he didn't bring you the rough breakfast food. "

A handyman in the embroidery workshop?
Duan Qingshan?
Jiang Anning's face turned a little ugly when she thought of the man's inexplicable increase in blackening last night.

She felt a little tired and tired, and even looking at the food box was a little unpleasant.

The little medicine boy opened the food box and took out a few exquisite snacks from it.

Then came four cups of soup and porridge with different colors.

The red cup probably contains red beans, or the kind that is finely ground into sand.

The purple cup is probably taro?
Jiang Anning was a little unsure. The green one didn't look like mung bean paste, it was too green.

She picked it up and smelled it, but other than the strong aroma of rice porridge, she couldn't smell anything else.

The other cup was ordinary, the porridge soup was thick and white, it was probably just a normal white porridge.

On the third floor, there are several delicious side dishes, including cold jellyfish skin, tiger vegetables, six kinds of old vinegar, salty and crispy melon strips cut very evenly and neatly arranged in the shape of a hill, etc.

On the fourth floor are two stir-fried side dishes, which look very light and refreshing.

Jiang Anning looked at the overly exquisite dishes and felt more and more confused about Duan Qingshan.

Let’s not talk about where his delicate thoughts come from. Just talking about this craftsmanship... it’s a bit fancy, right?
Where did he learn it?

If it were the porridge-based hot pot before, it could be said that his mother used to be a cook in a wealthy family in Lingnan, so he learned some of the essence from it, which makes sense.

But this is a snack, porridge, and side dishes, and even the presentation is particularly exquisite.

It was obviously just a plate of salty and crispy cucumbers, but it was cut up to look like she might not be able to eat it.

Secondly, it’s this tableware…

It looks ordinary, white and clear, nothing fancy.

But when the barrage just said "This is sweet white glaze", she was a little confused.

Although she had never really seen sweet white glaze, there were records about the firing method of sweet white glaze in the notes left by her mother and father.

Naturally, its value is also mentioned.

Where did Duan Qingshan come from such a precious thing?
It can't be that Song Yao bought it before and kept it in the kitchen just to hold pickles, right?

If this is the case, she has lived in Chaohuang Xiufang for a while, so it is unlikely that she has never seen him before.

Even Xie Yutong looked at the table full of breakfast and couldn't help but ridicule: "Your breakfast is very exquisite."

Jiang Anning looked embarrassed and was about to say something when she was suddenly interrupted by Zi Su who burst in. She immediately forgot what she was about to say.

"It would be nice if Miss An Ning was here."

When Zi Su saw Jiang Anning, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief and became much calmer. She bowed politely and said, "My wife asked me to come over and said that if it is convenient for you, I will go back to the embroidery workshop."

She looked around and lowered her voice slightly: "There are some people in the embroidery workshop. Boss Wei and Fang Xiu Niang brought them here. They said they are from your village and have come to you to tell you something important."

Zi Su's expression was solemn: "My slave, look at it, these people seem to be coming with bad intentions."

"My wife asked me to come and invite you back first. If it's convenient for you, you can go back with me through the back door and take a look at the situation first before making a decision." Jiang Anning was a little surprised.

Her villager?

So good, what are those people in the village doing here?
She frowned slightly and looked at Song Yao worriedly, then at Xie Yutong.

Xie Yutong said calmly: "You can go if you have something to do. I'm taking care of it. Nothing can go wrong. I just want to give her a medicinal bath to see if I can help people wake up earlier by stimulating their meridians. You stay here." Not much help here."

Jiang Anning thanked the person very gratefully.

After greeting him politely and finishing the conversation, she hurriedly followed Zi Su to the backyard of the embroidery workshop.

Chaohuang embroidery workshop.

Mrs. An was sipping her tea slowly, flipping through a page or two of a book from time to time. There were a new batch of maids around her, squeezing her shoulders, beating her back, and fanning herself to serve her.

People from the village sat far away on small round stools, clasping their hands cautiously. They were so nervous that they even breathed slowly and slowly, for fear that if someone didn't pay enough attention, they would disturb this noble and extraordinary person. She looks like the noble lady of a big shot.

Jiang Anning followed Zi Su around to the flower hall next to the side room. Through the screen curtain, she looked at the people coming from the village with some surprise.

"Why are there so many people here?"

She exhaled softly subconsciously, very surprised.

In the crowd, not only Aunt Fang came, but also Jiang Wang, Sui Ran and others.

There were also several aunties whom I had met before when washing clothes by the river. They looked familiar but could not tell their names.

"I came here early in the morning. I heard that the city gate hadn't opened yet, so I waited outside early."

When Zi Su saw people with strange expressions on their faces, she paid more attention and told Jiang Anning about these people's situation.

"As soon as the city gate opened, these people couldn't wait to find the embroidery workshop."

"At first, he didn't come to our Chaohuang Embroidery Square."

"According to what Boss Wei meant, before going to her Qiuyue Embroidery Workshop, he had already inquired about several small embroidery workshops along the street. He said he was asking if anyone knew Jiang Anning, and he also briefly described you to others. Characteristics."

"I asked about Boss Wei. Boss Wei felt something was wrong. It happened that Fang Xiu Niang, who was your rival last time, accidentally said, 'Isn't this the number one embroidery girl in Chaohuang Embroidery Workshop?" Tell those people to listen, and they immediately surrounded the master. Boss Wei and the others must bring him over to find you. "

"No, our wife was having her meal, and she was suddenly disturbed like this. Come on, don't eat any more."

When Zi Su spoke, she felt sorry for Mrs. An, feeling sad, aggrieved and angry that her wife had been interfered with the meal.

"Look, you want to go out to meet someone? If you don't see them, I'll go out and send them away."

Zi Su's eyebrows added a bit of arrogance: "It also saves my wife the trouble of being disturbed."

Jiang Anning didn't see what made Mrs. An upset.

Zi Su, on the other hand, was really annoyed.

She thought for a moment and decided it would be better to go out and take a look.

These days, I have just been immersed in embroidery work, and for a while I forgot to pay attention to the things in the village. I don't know whether Jiang Wei invited the sericulture person to come over, or how things are going.

It's not that she doesn't want to keep an eye on it, it's just that there's no one around her who can take advantage of it.

Jiang Anning couldn't help but think of Duan Qingshan, and didn't know what happened to Zhao Yinlian after he was taken away.

It is said that when I bumped into Zhao Yinlian, she was crawling out tenaciously.

Gee...

Jiang Anning felt a little sad in her heart, but quickly turned her attention to the villagers again.

This time, not only was the wife of the clan leader Jiang Wang, she had always had a stronger say among the many women in the village.

There is also Jiang Xiu'e, who previously exposed the truth that Zhao Yuanshan faked his kindness to save her, and even the patriarch had to give in to the elders.

With such a big fanfare and fierceness, I don't think it was just to visit her and chat with her.

"Ancestor."

Jiang Anning gathered her emotions, tried her best to look surprised when she saw someone, and walked up quickly: "Why are you here? Isn't Zheng Nong busy right now? Are you here to see me?"

She looked very happy: "Aunt Fang must have told you, right? In fact, everything is fine outside, so you don't have to worry about it."

As he spoke, he showed a bit of sadness: "After all, life has to go on. I was coaxed by the Zhao family and took away a lot of money. Now I don't have much money left. That day my heart felt hot and I agreed again..."

Jiang Anning's voice paused slightly, as if he had become stronger after the embarrassment: "If you work harder, you can make money again."

Women from the village, you look at me, I look at you, they are all hesitant to speak.

Even Jiang Xiu'e looked a little uncomfortable. She stroked Jiang Anning's hair stiffly with her hands and feet, and said dryly: "Good boy, you are good."

Jiang Anning looked very moved.

Seeing that she thought that everyone was thinking about her, so she came with her friends to look for her, everyone was even more embarrassed, and kept exchanging glances, and finally put the pressure on Jiang Wang.

"We, this..."

Mrs. Jiang inadvertently looked into Jiang Anning's eyes full of hope and joy, and suddenly she felt as if her throat was stuffed with cotton. She was unable to speak, and it was a bit difficult to speak.

"Hey!"

Aunt Fang really couldn't stand the awkward look on their faces, so she patted her hips and loudly said, "Jiang Wei ran away!"

"Let's come and see how you are doing here. One is whether the work is hard. The other is that we want to give you an idea and see what we should do."

Jiang Anning was really confused for a moment.

What do you mean Jiang Wei ran away?

"Why did Muramasa-san...run away?" Her voice was hesitant, as if she was confused.

Aunt Fang told people the whole story: "Last night, I heard the sound of horse hooves..."

She said a lot of words concisely but not concisely, and finally summed it up: "...We can't find Jiang Wei, there is no one at home, and everything is gone. Even the clothes, bed and mattress are gone. There is nothing at home." It looks like someone is living there.”

Jiang Anning said more rationally: "Maybe Muramasa-san had something urgent to do, so he went out?"

"If that's the case, it wouldn't be so bad!"

The corners of Aunt Fang's mouth twitched, and she lowered her voice a little embarrassedly: "But now, the others can't be found, but they have left us a mess. Those sericulture farmers he found have been bitten to death by us. Give me the money and say that Jiang Wei agreed!"

She spread her hands: "But where do we have the money? Even if we do, we will never be able to give as much as they want!"