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

Chapter 98 Sooner or later, Jiang Anning will look good!

As soon as the sedan curtain opened a corner, the county magistrate hurriedly came forward to greet her.

"Hey, Mrs. An, how are you doing lately?"

The look on Sheng Yuewen's face that couldn't wait to please made his face turn pale.

It's over, it's over, it's really over this time.

He originally hoped to please the county magistrate, get someone to protect him, and ask someone to make peace with him, so that Mrs. An could let him go.

No matter what happened, with the relationship of the county magistrate, it would be difficult for Mrs. An to do everything possible and deal with him ruthlessly.

But now he saw that the county magistrate was nothing more than that.

Flattery, humble, and spineless!
How can you show the majesty of being an official for one parent?
Mrs. An got off the sedan and looked at the county magistrate, which was quite polite.

"The county magistrate is well."

The county magistrate was quite flattered and said, "Hey!" and complimented: "If you are happy, I will be happy."

Mrs. An sneered and sneered slightly, but did not answer his words.

"It's getting late, everyone, let's go in."

"The sun will get stronger later, and the embroiderers may hurt their eyes."

As if she didn't hear the county magistrate's words, she walked towards the backyard of Yuewen Xiufang with a calm expression.

Sheng Yue heard that after a brief weighing, he quickly abandoned the county magistrate and turned to please Mrs. An.

"You're right."

He moved forward and shamelessly followed Mrs. An: "In order to prevent the strong light from dazzling my eyes when the sun gets too bright, I specially asked someone to build a shed by the pond in the backyard to keep everyone safe. The embroidery girls will not be exposed to the sun, but they will also have shade and will not be dazzled by the sun. "

"It's open all around, with plenty of light, so it's not difficult to see. It's also close to a pond. Now is the season when the lotus flowers are showing their sharp corners. It's a unique scenery. We can talk while talking. While talking, enjoy the flowers and listen to music..."

Sheng Yuewen vigorously promoted the amount of thought he had put into preparing for this arena match.

I just hope that people will leave him a leeway for the sake of his hard work.

"You've put a lot of thought into it." Mrs. An responded calmly.

Sheng Yuewen led the guests to their seats, and then he bent down and wiped the tables and chairs carefully with his sleeves. He also served tea and snacks in person, and was busy going back and forth.

"I knew you were coming, how could I not be careful, little man?"

Sheng Yuewen looked flattering: "If it weren't for your love, I wouldn't be able to support this grand event. These people are here today just for your sake. The more I hear about the embroidery shop, the more I will do it." It is only because of your light that I have the opportunity to shine brightly."

The county magistrate next to him already had a bad look on his face.

Sheng Yue Wenhun didn't care what others thought, and concentrated on flattering Mrs. An: "Mrs. An, since I knew you would come and personally preside over this skills competition between Jiang'an County embroiderers, I have already taken care of it. Go down and book a table in advance at Shengxiangju.”

He stretched out his hand and made an eight sign: "Nine-nine-eighty-one is the auspicious number for a dish."

"When things get settled here later, and I would like to ask you to show your favor, we will move to Shengxiang Residence, enjoy flowers, and eat wine..."

The county magistrate's face suddenly turned dark.

puff!

I don't know who it was, but I couldn't help laughing. The others held it back for a while, but they couldn't hold it back and started laughing along with them.

"Hahahahaha, so funny."

Song Yao laughed the loudest and said to Jiang Anning without any concealment: "I didn't know what a double-faced person was before, but now I have learned a lot."

"Boss Sheng, I think you don't want to be a tortoise, but stay in this small embroidery workshop and become a businessman full of copper odor. It's really wronging you."

"What a humiliation!"

Wei Qiuyue, who had always been at odds with Song Yao, stood on a united front with others as if the sun was rising in the west: "What you are saying is that you just booked a table at Sheng Xiangju, it's like you have won the heaven." Like a big treasure, you show it off one after another, perfunctoryly fooling the nobles, and don't even know how to change your words. If you don't feel embarrassed when you say it, we will feel embarrassed for you! "

Sheng Yuewen's face suddenly darkened.

"Wei Qiuyue, I haven't offended you, have I!" He gritted his teeth and warned in a low voice: "Be careful what you say!"

Mrs. An frowned slightly and looked at the county magistrate with some confusion.

The county magistrate sneered: "He also told me these words just now."

He glanced at the grass-like person on the wall and said with disgust: "Not a word has been changed, not a word has been changed!"

Sheng Yuewen looked embarrassed and opened his mouth to explain a few words.

Mrs. An waved her hand in disgust: "Please step back, it's very annoying here."

She didn't even give anyone a spare look, she tilted her head, became a little more friendly, and spoke to the county magistrate: "It makes the magistrate laugh along."

"I'm doing this for your sake."

The implication is that I wouldn't come here if I didn't want to give you face.

The magistrate straightened his sleeves slightly and became less polite.

Mrs. An smiled and said: "It's hard for the county magistrate to take time out to have fun with ordinary people like us despite his busy schedule."

"We, the people of Jiang'an County, can meet a good official like you who enjoys the happiness of the people and enjoys the happiness of the people. It is a blessing that has only been cultivated through three lifetimes of good deeds."

When she said nice things, she said them freely without any hesitation.

The county magistrate knew that this was a compliment, but he felt comfortable hearing it.

Especially these words came from Mrs. An...

As the wife of former Jiangning Weaving Co., Ltd., who had been executed in Caishikou after being convicted, no one in the family of former Jiangning Weaving Co., Ltd., old or young, survived, except this original wife, not only was she not convicted, but she was also recognized by the holy mouth. The name "Mrs. An".

It is enough to imagine that this person is anything but simple.

Not to mention, he heard that a letter from Mrs. An could reach heaven...

Although I don't know whether it is true or not, I think that there must be something unusual about this lady being able to survive such a major case in which Long Yan was so angry that she killed hundreds of people.

Otherwise, at the beginning, he would not have put down his body as soon as he saw the person's sedan chair and stepped forward to greet him in person.

"Mrs. An, that's ridiculous. I just did my duty as a parent. I shouldn't praise you. I shouldn't praise you!"

What he said was not a compliment, and the joy on his face clearly conveyed: Praise me quickly, praise me louder!

Mrs. An sneered in her heart and made a few perfunctory words.

The county magistrate was very useful.

It sounds good, I love it, talk more!

The more I heard that the pond in the backyard of Xiufang was bustling with joy.

In contrast, in another corner, it became increasingly quiet.

Zhao Yinlian was so anxious that she was sweating profusely. She used all her strength to roll and rub on the ground. Finally, she loosened the knot on her wrist. She took a deep breath and gritted her teeth. He twisted his wrists, trying to free his hands from the knot.

The rough rope tore the delicate flesh of the person in several places, causing burning and stinging pain.

She gritted her teeth hard and bit off a piece of tender flesh inside her lip, but she resisted the pain without letting out a groan.

Nowadays, the people in the embroidery workshops are busy entertaining visitors from various embroidery workshops. They just want to keep their heads and arms from touching the ground.

I don't even care about guarding this place.

Zhao Yinlian knew very well that this was her only chance to escape.

She held her breath and survived the torture Sheng Yuewen inflicted on her, just to wait for this day.

Once she missed it and Sheng Yue heard that she still had the idea of ​​​​escape, she would inevitably die.

If you don't escape, you will die. Escape would mean death at worst.

Fight!

Zhao Yinlian gritted her teeth and once again tried hard to break free from the loose knot on her wrist.

Call ~
Zhao Yinlian let out a long sigh of relief when her hands were finally freed from the knot.

She hissed softly in pain, not daring to waste any more time, and hurriedly crawled outside.

When she was caught after escaping last time, Sheng Yuewen broke her legs forcefully.

It hurts.

The stick, made of hardwood and as thick as a wrist, hit her legs violently and swiftly like raindrops, breaking her legs violently.

Zhao Yinlian's heart was filled with hatred, but the one she thought about the most was Jiang Anning.

For some reason, when her legs were broken by Sheng Yuewen, there were always strange yet familiar scenes in her mind.

What was familiar was that the surrounding environment looked very much like being at her home.

The strange thing is... Jiang Anning was combing the woman's hair, but her hands were broken by the three brothers and sisters, and she could no longer do embroidery work.

Just like Sheng Yuewen broke her legs.

"Bitch!"

Zhao Yinlian cursed softly with resentment.

She was paranoid, and when her consciousness was confused after being beaten by Sheng Yuewen, she saw that Jiang Anning's hands were broken and she could no longer do embroidery work as what should have happened, and her resentment towards Jiang Anning deepened.

"It's all that little bitch Jiang Anning who harmed me!"

"She should have suffered this!"

"If that bitch Jiang Anning hadn't exposed her identity with her talkative bitch, how could she have been suspected by Sheng Yuewen?"

"If it weren't for Jiang Anning, she would still be offering sacrifices to Yue Wen Embroidery Shop. She is so high and mighty that Lady Lian, who earns ten taels of silver a month, is the great embroiderer that everyone envies!"

"It's all Jiang Anning's fault!"

"It's all that bitch's fault!"

Every time Zhao Yinlian climbed out, she would curse Jiang Anning in her heart.

It seemed that she was in her current situation not because she lied and wanted to gain benefits by pretending to be someone else, but it was herself who was to blame for her identity being exposed in the end, but because Jiang Anning had brought her bad luck.

The pond was lively and lively, with non-stop laughter and laughter, and from time to time, the sound of strings and bamboo strings would be heard.

But no one really paid attention to such a dilapidated corner of Yue Wen Xiu Fang.

Zhao Yinlian climbed to an inconspicuous corner door at the back with all her strength, and after a lot of effort, she finally pried the door lock open.

The door opened and she crawled a little faster.

Seeing that victory was in sight, the sound of silk and bamboo behind her almost faded out, so she raised a smile.

that's nice!

She escaped!

After feeling happy for a while, he started to resent Jiang Aning again.

It was all caused by that bitch Jiang Anning. Not only did she destroy her family, but she also wanted to kill her, ruining her reputation and livelihood!
"Sooner or later, I'm going to make that bitch Jiang Anning look good!"

Zhao Yinlian strengthened her determination and vowed secretly.

She felt from the bottom of her heart that it was because Jiang Anning was hypocritical and refused to accept even the slightest grievance, that was why she and their family were harmed.

"I just borrowed fifty taels of silver from her***..."

The more Zhao Yinlian scolded, the angrier she became, and more and more dirty words were used.

"Hey!"

Zhao Yinlian, who was trying to crawl like a street crawler, suddenly felt a pain in her teeth. She couldn't help but wailed twice, and covered her mouth. After a while, she spit out blood, followed by two decayed teeth.

"Who doesn't have eyes, you actually kicked your aunt and me!"

"Compensate!"

"If you don't pay fifty taels for this matter today, no, five hundred taels, don't give up even if you don't pay five hundred taels!"

Zhao Yinlian raised her head while cursing, and stopped abruptly when her eyes met the ferocious wound on her face. There was a scar that was two fingers wide and the scab had not completely fallen off.

"you……"

Just when she was about to pretend that nothing was wrong and crawl away quietly, she suddenly felt a pain in her neck, her consciousness disappeared, she was limp and without strength, and collapsed on the ground, like a dead person.
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Yue Wen Xiu Fang.

The lotus flowers in the pond are blooming just right.

I don’t know if it’s to show off the favor of the guests, but most of the lotus flowers that were originally just in bud have spread their petals.

Mrs. An and the county magistrate came and went, and they were very business-friendly.

She said that her lips were a little dry.

Anxiety grew in my heart.

Just when I was thinking of changing the topic to something more serious, the county magistrate stood aside and was very discerning. He took the initiative and spoke proactively: "It's getting late. Why don't you let all the embroiderers start preparing first."

Mrs. An hummed: "It's indeed time to prepare."

She glanced at the people around her and asked them to read out the rules of today's competition.

Two items in total.

The first item is for the embroiderers from each family to present their most proud embroidery work for the judges to score.

Those who finally reach the standard with comprehensive scores will proceed to the second competition.

Everyone had expected this and had prepared the embroidery for the competition from the beginning.

What Jiang Anning prepared was a pretty decent picture of a bird on a branch.

There's nothing too outstanding about it, and it doesn't really stand out among the many embroideries.

The person in charge of the review was invited by Mrs. An. It is said that she was the aunt who had taught the embroidery ladies in the palace and several masters who had worked in the weaving house.

The textile industry in Jiang'an County is quite prosperous, and there are thirty or fifty embroidery shops of all sizes in total.

For those who come today, less is more than half the truth.

It will take some time for the review results to come out.

The time was boring, and the county magistrate brought up the matter of eating again.

"I think, don't go to Shengxiangju later."

"I have always hated the tendency of being an official to be dishonest. I must keep myself clean and upright."

The county magistrate praised himself without hesitation.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to enjoy this ninety-nine and eighty-one dishes."

Mrs. An was silent.

Sheng Yuewen slapped the horse on the horse's hooves one after another, not only arousing public anger, but also being disliked by both Mrs. An and the county magistrate. At this time, he stood there in embarrassment, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

The county magistrate didn't care what Sheng Yuewen thought or how embarrassed he was. He was thinking about the porridge hot pot that Jiang Anning mentioned before.

"...I heard it tastes very good, the way it is eaten in Lingnan. I think we might as well go over and try something new?"