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

Chapter 61 Parents’ Relics
The urgent reminder disrupted Jiang Wei's fleeting thoughts, which were almost too late to catch and organize.

He touched his nose and raised his eyebrows slightly guiltily.

"Why is Muramasa standing here?"

Jiang Wei felt a little uncomfortable for a moment, so he just nodded politely: "Come out and get some air."

The man didn't seem to think much. He smiled and exchanged greetings with others, then turned around and went home.

After a while, someone else followed and passed by the firewood stack.

Without exception, they all stopped to say hello to Jiang Wei and asked him what he was doing standing here.

Jiang Wei smiled so hard that his face froze.

After finally waiting for people to pass by, he didn't want to dwell on what happened before, and hurriedly told Shengji a few words: "Remember what I told you, and get away quietly so that no one finds out."

He looked around with vigilant eyes and whispered: "There is someone in the woods at the east end of the village who is also following Jiang Anning. You can sneak over and see if you can find any clues. It doesn't matter if you can't find any. Don’t be alarmed.”

After Jiang Wei finished speaking, he seemed to be fine, straightened his sleeves and corners, and calmly returned to Jiang Anning's courtyard, where he joined in the fun and watched people share the pork.

Before Sheng Ji could say, "Aren't we the only ones watching?" Jiang Wei had already left before he could say it.

He couldn't call anyone out loud, so he had to give up temporarily and sneak away quietly when no one was around to do what he was told.

The yard of Jiang Anning's house was very lively at this time.

The greedy children were drooling over the steamed pork that had just come out of the pot. They gathered around the door of the kitchen, eagerly looking at the big pot on the stove, wondering if they could take a bite.

"Go, go, don't pile it up here to block the harm, burn it later, get up and drive, go play in the yard!"

Aunt Fang was carrying the freshly mixed meat fillings from outside and walking towards the kitchen, she was almost tripped by a few little heads.

With a fierce face, she drove all the little ones to play in the yard.

The space in the front yard is limited, so the few people who just went back to their homes moved some tables and benches and picked up bowls and chopsticks.

The women in the village wiped the table carefully several times with freshly boiled hot water. They were divided into two groups, one group rolled out the dumpling wrappers, and the other group gathered the dumpling fillings into a circle to make dumplings. .

Just for the dumpling makers, there were a dozen tables divided into three places.

Originally, Jiang Anning's house didn't have many houses, and the yard seemed very spacious.

Looking at it now, it seems a little crowded.

The pork cutting stall had to be moved to the backyard.

“I don’t know what these dumplings stuffed with fennel and pork will taste like. This is the first time I’ve seen the stuffing mixed like this!”

Aunt Xiurong stretched her neck and looked at the pot of dumpling fillings that had just been served at the next table. She was very curious.

"What does it taste like? You'll know later when you eat it, right?"

"This girl An Ning really has an idea. The dumpling fillings alone are more sophisticated than ours. It's no wonder that she is now enjoying a lot of food and drinks. She lives in such a nice big house. Even the Zhao family is envious of it. , want to curry favor.”

"How can the Zhao family be so flattering? It's almost as if they want to be exterminated. There are no brothers or sisters in the An Ning family. Her parents are gone, and there are no relatives. It would be unseemly for anyone to marry her back to the family. Did you go back with a gold brick in your arms?"

Several people chatted with each other.

The air suddenly became quiet for a moment, and the movements of people rolling and folding leather stopped for a moment. You looked at me, and I looked at you.

Aunt Xiurong lowered her voice mysteriously: "Do you think Jiang Wei also has this idea?"

Look at Jiang Anning's life. He has a house, land, and a steady stream of income. If he says he wants to kill a pig to treat everyone, he will kill a pig.

Not to mention there are several big roosters that are freshly slaughtered.

I don’t know who just joined in the fun, saying that there were so many people, and there were only two chickens. I’m afraid I was not unlucky, so I could only get a piece of chicken butt.

In the end, Jiang Anning said that someone had a rooster, so he simply killed it and she paid for it.

At that time, someone brought five big roosters and exchanged them for a price that was twice the market price. Not to mention, they made them envious!
Even families like the Zhao family, which used to be rundown and shabby, now have big houses and live the fourth most enviable life in the village.

Isn't marrying Jiang Anning the same as marrying a piece of gold?

There are unmarried men in every family, and their minds can't help but become active.

If Jiang Wei can express his true feelings to others, then wouldn’t it be possible for their boy?

They are all idiots, who is more noble than the other?
But if Jiang Anning could be brought home, even three generations of her grandparents would not have to worry about food and drink.

Aunt Xiurong's words received no response.

When everyone was silent, they all made excuses to go to Dengdong, put aside their work, and went to look for their sons.

"I'll see An Ning later. If you have some sense, show off more."

"Son, you said you're not bad in appearance. Even if you can't compare to Jiang Wei, can't you compare to Zhao Hai? I'll remember to show my face in front of your sister An Ning later."

After a while, all the young men in the village who were of marriageable age received instructions from their mother to show off to Jiang Anning more often.

Jiang Wei, who happened to come in from outside and heard Aunt Xiurong's words, instantly turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.

He is a noble son of a noble family, why does he need to eat a poor village girl from a remote country?

joke!

Jiang Wei was very angry at this malicious speculation.

Seeing people now going to his son for advice, he looked down upon him very much.

"Ignorant village woman!"

"It's really whimsical!"

Jiang Anning could even tolerate being polite to him, so how could she fall in love with those country guys with no abilities?
At this moment, Jiang Wei felt that he had gained another understanding of Jiang Anning's thoughts.

Come to think of it, a woman as powerful as her who can make money on her own is somewhat arrogant.

If you want to conquer someone, you still have to show some strength.

Jiang Wei leaned in the corner, thinking about how to impress Jiang Anning even more.

Thinking about it, he chuckled.

"I'm really stupid. If I reveal a little bit of my identity as the young master of the Hou Mansion, why should I worry that people won't come up to me?"

Jiang Wei shook his head, feeling that he was just too worried.

Who wouldn't want to cling to the powerful and become a phoenix by flying on a branch?

Jiang Anning knew nothing about this.

The villagers were actively and enthusiastically taking care of things on the stove. She basically had nothing to do, but she had some free time and was lazing around in the house.

Thinking that Zuo Bubu was fine, she simply closed the door and dug out the letters left by her parents to read.

I didn't have much hope at first, but since I had nothing to do, I just tried to see if I could find any records about nux vomica or the motivating medicine in the manuscript.

Unexpectedly, she actually found out how to make the medicine. Jiang Anning was very surprised to see that the words on the note were indeed written in her mother's handwriting...

[In the seventh year of Kang'an, at the summer solstice, three Nux vomica trees were planted in the woods to the east of the village, only one survived]
[Jiang'an County is warm and humid, but the temperature difference between day and night is slightly large, which is not suitable for the growth of this plant]
"Kang'an seven years..." Jiang Anning murmured this time, calculated it carefully, and opened her eyes slightly in shock.

Wasn't that three years before she was born?

But she clearly remembered that she and her parents moved here from another place.

She could vaguely remember things at that time.

It turns out that her parents had been to Ruian Town before she was born?
Have you planted something highly poisonous here?

[This substance is highly poisonous. If taken in small doses, it can make people excited without pain. If taken in excess, the neck will be stiff, and breathing will become short and difficult. Taking it with wine can stimulate the effect of the medicine. The waist cannot be straightened, and the head and feet are close to each other. It's like dying by taking advantage of an opportunity]
[Add this substance to water of anthurium, steam it for three times, boil it for three times, boil it for eighteen times, and dry it for eighteen times. The resulting yam yarn can be slightly poisonous. When the wine is hot and strong, it can cause difficulty in breathing and lead to death if treatment is not available.]
Jiang Anning became more and more frightened as she watched.

What was recorded in this handbook turned out to be... a method of killing! !

Why would her mother write such a thing?
Jiang Anning continued to flip through the next two pages, but she didn't see any more information about the drug.

Basically, it’s all about the process of making yam yarn, with detailed explanations with pictures.

Dioscorea yarn, also known as Xiangyun yarn.

It is a very ancient dyed fabric in the Lingnan area, and it is also the foundation of her parents' family.

Mulberry harvesting and feeding of silkworms are popular in the local area, and a large number of wild Dioscorea spp. also grow.

After the Dioscorea oleracea is cut, the liquid that flows out is blood red and is an excellent natural dye.

She has been with her parents since she was a child, watching them perform a series of processes such as drying seeds, lifting goods, passing through mud, clearing clouds, and spreading fog.

Although there is no way to make a large amount of Xiangyun yarn independently in a perfect and exquisite way, I have learned a little bit about it.

Normally, it would be more than enough to make a handkerchief, a small coat, a jacket, etc.

She still likes to wear clothes made of Xiangyun yarn.

It has good waterproof properties, is easy to wash and dry, is light and not easy to wrinkle, and is soft and refreshing when worn. It is very suitable for summer. Even if you sweat, it will not stick to your body and cause discomfort.

It's a pity that wild Dioscorea oleifera is not very common in Jiang'an County.

She usually wanted to make some Xiangyun gauze, and asked a passing ship dealer to help find and bring it.

Thinking that her parents had severed ties with the family and fled to Jiangning County. After encountering a catastrophe, they attracted some strangers who claimed to be her relatives and looted her home.

She was deeply afraid, so she didn't dare to ask someone to take care of her too many times.

Therefore, for so many years, there has never been an in-depth study of the manufacturing process of Xiangyun yarn.

I only used some memories from childhood to imitate cats and tigers, and messed around a few times, just for fun.

So much so that I had never discovered before that on this page, there was also a description of how to use clothing materials to poison.

Jiang Anning couldn't help but feel a little scared, and she became more and more suspicious of the cause of her father's death.

"peaceful!"

Suddenly, Aunt Fang's voice calling her came from outside. Jiang Anning hurriedly packed up the letters and locked them back in the cabinet.

She squeezed her slightly sweaty palms, exhaled gently, and slightly relieved her nervousness, then walked over and opened the door to answer.

"What's wrong, Aunt Fang?"

There was a gentle smile on Jiang Anning's lips, and she still looked as peaceful as ever.

Aunt Fang wiped her hands back and forth on her apron and looked at her happily: "Sui Ran fried a pot of meatballs just now, but it made those little ones greedy. I don't want to come here and ask you to try it too." taste."

Xu didn't like others calling her a member of the Genshan family. Aunt Fang would rarely call other women in the village by name. Those with names would be called by their first names, and those with seniority would be addressed by seniority.

If you have neither a name nor a seniority, you will call people by their last name.

Because of this incident, many people in the village talked about her because she was always different from others.

Jiang Anning thought there was nothing wrong with this.

But she couldn't explain why she felt good about it.

She smiled and said, "I didn't expect Sister-in-law Guicheng to have such a hidden skill. I really want to taste it later."

Aunt Fang is a generation older than them, so it doesn't matter if she calls her juniors by their first names.

Jiang Anning, on the other hand, didn't find it easy to call Sui Ran, so she still called her according to her age and seniority in the village.

"But hurry up, you are the host today, everyone is waiting for you."

Aunt Fang was in a very good mood.

Her family's life was pretty good.

The man is also willing to make progress and work hard. The couple are both diligent and quick, and they take good care of the few acres of thin farmland at home.

However, God always fails to fulfill people's wishes. Just expecting the output of that little land and relaxing a little bit of belt is simply as difficult as reaching heaven.

It was only during the Chinese New Year that my family was willing to cut off two pounds of meat for stew.

Now that she had the chance to open her belly and eat meat thanks to Jiang Anning, she wished she could have a kiss with someone.

It is somewhat presumptuous to say that you will take someone as your daughter-in-law.

If I could marry Jin Lan, I would become a god-sister...

Aunt Fang glanced at Jiang Anning a few more times, and her heart was filled with excitement.

The words came to her lips several times, but she swallowed them back.

However, Jiang Anning looked a little uncomfortable.

She touched her face and blinked innocently: "Is there something on my face?"

Aunt Fang suddenly felt a sense of guilt in her heart.

How could such a fairy-like person be tainted by ordinary people like her?

"No, it's nothing."

Aunt Fang rejected herself in her heart.

However, Jiang Anning saw that the person was hesitant to speak, generous and considerate, and asked sincerely: "Aunt Fang, what do you want to say to me?"

She looked around: "If it's not convenient here, we can go inside and talk."

Aunt Fang shook her head like a rattle.

She subconsciously wanted to refuse, but was unprepared to be moved by Jiang Anning's clear and sincere eyes, and her mouth began to talk nonsense unconsciously.

"I was just thinking about it. Your parents have been gone for so many years, and you don't have any sisters or brothers around you. How difficult is it to be alone? I wonder if you have any ideas about getting married or something..."

After saying that, Aunt Fang wanted to smack herself, and hurriedly denied it: "I'm just talking nonsense. Don't take it to heart. In the end, the most important thing is to live comfortably on your own."