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

Chapter 119: Accusing each other of dog eating dog

Jiang Xiu'e was embarrassed and didn't have the face to say anything, so Jiang Anning made a guess in her mind.

Thinking about it, on the way here, these people... no, maybe when they were in the village, these people, together with those in the village who did not come, had already discussed it.

The reason why these women in the village came forward to make peace may be because they thought that, being women, she would be more easily persuaded.

They may also feel that such a thing is not very honorable and is unscrupulous and unscrupulous, so they are unwilling to come over to avoid ruining their moral character.

At that time, if she doesn't want to and starts a fight with her, they can hide in the background so that they can come forward at the right time to speak out and "support" her.

Once she feels grateful, she may really comply with the person's wishes. Even if the other person is willing to take a few steps back, he or she will still step back by cutting her blood and eating her flesh.

Jiang Anning had no doubt that if she had been in her previous life, she would have been moved by these hypocritical "protections" and would have burst into tears of gratitude, wishing she could have given up her life in return.

She understood the true intentions of these people's words, hidden behind their words.

In the side room, Mrs. An also understood the intentions of these village women in an instant.

Even Zisu couldn't help but sneer: "These people are really disgusting."

"The abacus is made of beads. I'm afraid if a deaf person comes here, the sound will be heard through the ears, deafening."

Mrs. An was amused by her witticism: "You are already deaf, how can you deafen your ears and just use idioms randomly?"

Zi Su smiled: "I'm just using an analogy, slave. These people are really thoughtful. I just don't know if Miss An Ning will let them go as they wish?"

Mrs. An frowned slightly, put her hand on the handle, and tried to get up.

I don't know what I thought of, but my buttocks sat back down again.

"Madam, are you going to help?" Zi Su asked softly from the side.

Mrs. An leaned back and said, "Let's take a look first."

There was a bit more complexity in her eyes: "I also want to see what kind of temper Sang Jingwan's child is now, and whether she has inherited some of her mother's strength."

As she said that, her face darkened slightly: "After all, she married a man who is not very good at all. When I look at this girl, she always looks a bit cowardly, like a soft persimmon. He is easy to bully and makes people angry."

Zisu was silent for a while, and then asked carefully: "Madam, it seems that she didn't like Mrs. Jiang very much in the past..." Now she pays special attention to her daughter.

"I don't like it now either!"

Mrs. An's eyes suddenly became sharp, she even sat upright, and glared at Zisu angrily.

She snorted coldly: "Mrs. Jiang, doesn't she have a name?"

Zisu didn't dare to express her anger immediately. She bent her knees with a look of fear and knelt on the ground with a bang: "I know my mistake, but I made a mistake."

Mrs. An gave the person an indifferent look and did not shout. Zi Su was so frightened that sweat broke out on her back, and she knelt down straight without daring to move.

Thinking of Sang Jingwan, Mrs. An was particularly angry.

"lady……"

Zi Su begged for mercy slightly.

She is always a bit pampered when she is around others. Although she works as a maid around others, she is still a decent maid. She comes from the palace, and she usually directs other little maids. Do things, arrange and coordinate the errands of the maids and servants in the house.

Even in daily life, there is a little maid to take care of her, which is not much different from the masters of many wealthy families.

For a person with tender skin and tender flesh, kneeling on the cold and hard brick floor like this, it would be extremely torturous.

She couldn't kneel down, her face turned pale, and her body was shaking.

Mrs. An had no intention of venting her anger on others: "Those people in front have been talking for a long time. You go and make a pot of tea and bring it to them."

"Yes!"

As if she had been granted amnesty, Zi Su respectfully kowtowed and thanked her.

Those who didn't know looked at it, probably thinking that she was facing some noble person from the palace at this time, instead of the wife of the former Jiangning weaving family who had her head chopped off and her house ransacked, and all the nine clans were implicated.

Jiang Anning felt a little bored as she listened to the villagers talking, complaining, and criticizing each other, talking in random directions for a long time without getting to the point.

"Dear aunts and uncles..."

She deliberately wanted to stop these people's whining scum, but she just opened her mouth, and before she could even finish her words, she was completely covered up by several women with louder voices.

No one cared about what she wanted to say, they just kept arguing.

"I said her aunt, how could you talk like that? Didn't we already agree before we came? Let's hear An Ning's idea first..."

"Yes, you spoke so frankly and without caring about others. You have gained a good reputation for being open and honest, and you have made us all look like sinister villains."

"Auntie, you are not doing this right!"

Some people did not dare to speak loudly, so they lowered their voices and whispered quietly to the people next to them: "But she is obvious."

"Who says it's not the case? No wonder I haven't married in my whole life. I'm sure I won't be willing to get it back if someone just across the road leaves me alone."

Some people talked and started to attack and slander Jiang Xiu'e for never marrying.

It was as if Jiang Xiu'e's failure to get married in her life was a sin.

"you……"

Jiang Xiu'e's heart became clogged and painful in response to the increasingly harsh and harsh words from everyone.

Jiang Anning looked at the man with a slightly blue face, subconsciously feeling worried.

She instinctively took two steps forward, wanting to reach out to support the person.

But when she thought about the fact that it was these people who had the same intentions as the Zhao family, she fell into the abyss again and suffered a lot of injustice. The resentment from her previous life flooded into her heart, causing her to stop abruptly.

Jiang Anning stood aside and watched with cold eyes.

As they blame each other like dogs, it seems that as long as they blame others for their faults, they will be innocent.

It wasn't until Zi Su came over with tea and said hello with a slight smile that they gradually became quiet.

"You have been talking for a long time, and I think you are thirsty. My wife specially ordered me to brew a pot of Biluochun and bring it to everyone to moisten their throats."

As if she didn't hear anything, she poured tea for everyone and handed it to everyone in a calm manner. People in the village felt a little uncomfortable.

They saw that Zisu Tongshen's demeanor was really dignified and majestic, something that he had come from a wealthy family.

In addition, the outfit is exquisite and beautiful, and it cannot be cheap.

Such a person, who looked so valuable, actually served them tea and water with his own hands. It was really too much to bear, and it always felt like his life was about to be shortened.

"Hey, hey, you don't dare to serve as a girl."

When Zi Su came over, Jiang Feng refused very loudly, but she couldn't help but feel proud in her heart. The expression on her face clearly showed her little thought.

Zi Su dodged the push with her hands and feet neatly, and did not ask anyone to push the teacup aside, and spilled the warm tea.

She smiled politely: "Those who come here are guests, and those who come to the door are even more guests. What's more, you are Miss An Ning's fellow villagers, so we should treat you well."

As she said this, she looked at the room. There were not many stools, and everyone was basically standing and talking. She couldn't help but blame herself: "Look at me, I'm really neglectful. I was only busy making tea for you, but I forgot about it." I asked someone to bring some stools over."

She shouted softly outside: "Jinxia, ​​please bring some stools in quickly and ask all the ladies to sit down. They are all standing here talking. It looks like there are no rules in our house..."

Afterwards, she bowed to everyone apologetically: "I'm really sorry for causing you all the misfortune. It's all due to our negligence. We forgot to prepare chairs and stools for everyone."

After the maid Jinxia came in with someone to bring the stool, she greeted her very enthusiastically: "Hurry, sit down, sit down."

Everyone in the village had already been stunned by the shouts of her wife, who was shouting left and right, and they were almost disoriented with joy.

In all my years of living, no one has ever been so polite and honorable to them...

It really makes people feel that they can also be pampered old ladies. What's going on?
The people in the village were feeling dizzy. Following the arrangements and instructions of the people, they all sat down on the stools. They felt that the originally hard round stools did not even have a soft cushion. Sitting at this time was particularly uncomfortable. Comfortable.

Zi Su hid the disdain and contempt in her eyes very well, turned around with a smile, bent her knees slightly, and asked Jiang An Ning for instructions: "Madam also asked me to ask the girl, do you want to leave some food later?"

Her eyes quickly passed over everyone's faces: "Madam said, if we want to keep food, we have to have the kitchen start preparing it now. In addition, we have to prepare some decent and exquisite hard dishes. It's essential." I went to a restaurant to order a table and have it delivered, but I was late and I’m afraid they couldn’t handle urgent orders.”

Jiang Anning frowned slightly, unsure of the meaning of Zisu's words, or was it what Mrs. An wanted to reveal?
How could you tell the guests in front of them that it would be troublesome to prepare the meal, that they would not be able to make it in time, and that they had to order it in advance? It sounded like you were trying to chase them away.

Do you want to keep people to eat, or don't you?
But whether you think about it or not, this doesn’t seem to have anything to do with Mrs. An, right?

Thinking about what he heard from the county magistrate and others that day, Jiang Anning really didn't have a good impression of Mrs. An.

Not to mention, the death of her mother-in-law and father was very likely not only caused by Wang Shangdong, but Jiang Wei, Mrs. An, and even the one they never dared to say were involved.

Jiang Anning thought for a while, unable to figure out the other party's intentions, so she simply accepted the offer and accepted the offer.

She smiled politely: "That's it, then it's troublesome."

Jiang Anning returned the favor: "Thank you, your wife, for me."

Her eyes lingered on the faces of the villagers for a moment, and she looked a little embarrassed: "It's a joke to your wife. It's really..."

Jiang Anning looked away with a sigh, as if she was too ashamed to speak.

"What did the girl say?"

Zi Su: "There is no one in the embroidery workshop who can take charge of things now. My wife cherishes talents and has had many years of friendship with Boss Song, so naturally she needs to help."

She praised him very highly and used Song Yao's name to get closer to him.

Jiang Anning smiled politely, but she was really not sure what kind of medicine Mrs. An was selling, so she could only take one step at a time.

No matter what the other party's hidden intentions are, it will become clear as time goes by.

"If the girl doesn't have any other instructions, I'll go down and send someone to get ready, so as not to neglect the distinguished guests."

Zi Su behaved, respectfully, and treated herself very formally, as if she really respected Jiang Anning as if she were the girl in the house.

The villagers who were treated as distinguished guests couldn't help but straighten their bodies after hearing this, looking very proud.

When he looked at Jiang Anning, he was even more envious and jealous at the same time.

Girl An Ning is different from them after all.

After just a few days of not seeing each other, this person seemed to have become a eldest lady, extremely noble.

No wonder it was staged.

He is not even willing to go to the Yamen to submit a complaint or file a lawsuit on their behalf. This is just using Qiao Er's identity!
She is obviously the most experienced and knows how to deal with the government.

She was pretentious, pushed back and blocked, and was extremely reluctant.

After Zisu's visit, Jiang Feng and others did not complain to each other. They blamed Jiang Xiu'e for telling the truth at once, instead of following the agreement when they came, and coaxing Jiang Anning to speak proactively. After everything was taken care of, there was resentment and resentment against Jiang Anning, who was unwilling to help her former villagers even though she had become wealthy. It was really a loss of conscience.

Just now, Jiang Xiu'e, who was a cricket in the crowd, had a bad temper. She was an old aunt that no one wanted. That's why she was so inhumane. She didn't care about their life and reputation, and told Jiang Anning everything. She had a sour taste. Er whispered softly: "I think An Ning has really climbed to the top this time. Look at the maid just now. She is obviously a lowly servant, serving others, but she is full of dignity and nobility." It’s very scary, nine times out of ten, this family’s identity is not simple!”

"Jiang Anning is not a relative, so why should she be so polite to her?"

"Didn't that maid just say that their wife cherishes talents..."

"shit!"

"What do you mean by cherishing your talents? Then if you really cherish your talents, why don't you tell me that you care about me and give me lots of money?"

"It's clear that he has other plans and ulterior motives!"

"Ah? What's your intention?"

"She has a crush on Jiang Anning!" The woman said in a sour tone, "It must be some kind of lady who has a crush on Jiang Anning and wants to take him back as a wife."

She lowered her voice, whispered in the person's ear, and said mysteriously: "I guess that madam must have a stupid son in her family!"

The two people who were biting their ears lowered their voices very low, but they couldn't hold it back. Jiang Anning had sharp ears and eyes, and could hear clearly, and he could also see people's faces clearly.

"The two aunts are talking so lively, why don't you speak louder and ask us to listen too."

Jiang Anning suddenly came closer and shouted loudly in the person's ear, which frightened the two of them and made them "yeah!" and they fell off their stools.

"I also want to know which lady has a stupid son in her family, and which lady fell in love with me and wanted to take me back to be the wife of the stupid son."

"Auntie, please speak louder, speak more clearly, and explain my confusion to me?"