She was replaced by a husband, married the future tyrant and farmed to fight back

Chapter 115 Is this a coincidence, or...

Liu Yingyue guessed that the Qin family's affairs must have become busy, which is why Qin Yiran said that.

Madam Qin has a soft temper. When she quarrels with others, she will only get red in the face but will not fight back. She is also kind-hearted and soft-hearted. If she is in charge of the village with such a temper, I am afraid that she will suffer more losses.

Liu Yingyue didn't shirk her responsibility and nodded, "Okay."
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After waking up from lunch break, Qin Yiran took Liu Yingyue to the farm for a walk.

Seeing him walking non-stop, Liu Yingyue said, "You can't get too tired. Walk for a while and rest for a while. I've been busy these days, and I haven't checked on your leg to see how it's recovering. I'll take a good look at it for you later this evening."

Qin Yiran looked at her with a gentle expression, "Okay."

There was a small pavilion in front. Liu Yingyue pulled Qin Yiran over and said, "Let's go in and sit for a while."

The two of them were so close to each other that all the farmhands on the farm were envious.

Everyone watched from afar and smiled kindly.

But a person passing by had a gloomy and ugly expression on his face.

"Hey, that's my brother and sister-in-law." Qin Xiuzhu saw the two people in the pavilion in front and said to the people around her.

Standing next to her was Yang Yongcui.

Yang Yongcui's face was grim and her lips were tightly pursed.

She glanced coldly at Liu Yingyue and Qin Yiran, and said in a calm voice, "On the wedding day, I saw that Young Master Gao didn't look at Liu Xingyue, but kept looking at your sister-in-law. Tell me, does Young Master Gao regret marrying Xingyue? Is he still thinking about your sister-in-law?"

Qin Xiuzhu sneered, "That's like a toad wanting to eat swan meat! Can Mr. Gao compare with my brother?"

Yang Yongcui smiled awkwardly, "That's true, but I don't know if Yingyue thinks so."

Qin Xiuzhu's face darkened. "Yongcui, why do you say that about my sister-in-law? My brother and sister-in-law just got married yesterday. What do you mean by saying that about her? Do you have any evidence?"

Yang Yongcui calmed down and said, "I was just saying it casually, why are you angry? Do you still want me to help you look at shoes?"

Yang Yongcui knew how to make shoes, so Qin Xiuzhu learned from her and made a pair. However, because they were men's shoes and not for Qin Yiran, she didn't dare to show them to Madam Qin, so she asked Yang Yongcui to come to her.

Qin Xiuzhu waved her hands hurriedly, "Just don't talk about my eldest brother and his wife. If my eldest brother knew about this, he would beat me, and maybe you too."

Yang Yongcui raised her eyebrows, "You are my good sister, so I only told you this because I am worried that your brother might be cheated. If it was someone else, I would not say anything, even if I saw it."

Qin Xiuzhu walked over and took Yang Yongcui's arm, smiling and saying, "I see, you are doing this for my own good. Let's go and see the shoes I made."

"Okay, Sister Xiuzhu." Yang Yongcui smiled.

But the smile didn't reach his eyes.

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After resting in the pavilion for a while, Liu Yingyue and Qin Yiran were about to leave when a middle-aged woman came over with a young girl.

"Mr. Qin, Madam Ying."

Liu Yingyue looked carefully. Wasn't this Aunt Chun from the same village as her?
Aunt Chun's husband has one eye damaged and the other eye can't see very well. He can't tell the difference between crops and weeds when weeding, and can't see the field stalks and vegetable beds when walking.

I couldn't go out to work, so I just stayed at home and made some baskets to sell, but I couldn't make more than a few hundred coins a month.

But Aunt Chun and her husband had four children.

In the early years, when her husband's eyesight was not bad, his parents-in-law were still at home, and the four children were raised by four adults together without any pressure.

But last summer, my parents-in-law and my husband went out to help someone build a house. My parents-in-law stepped on empty air and fell into a lime pool and were scalded to death. One of Aunt Chun's husband's eyes was blinded and the other was seriously injured, leaving him with only blurry vision.

The owner said that they lost their lives because they failed to protect themselves, and only compensated them with two taels of silver and sent them away. In order to bury the parents-in-law and cure the man's eyes, not only did they spend all the two taels of silver, but they also spent all the family savings.

But the man's eyes remained the same.

Now, the four underage children are all raised by 30-year-old Aunt Chun. In just one year, Aunt Chun's face has many more wrinkles and she looks much older.

Qin Yiran also asked the original owner to take in Aunt Chun's eldest daughter as a maid, but the original owner thought that Aunt Chun's daughter wanted to seduce Qin Yiran, so she beat the girl and drove her away.

Later, Aunt Chun's daughter had no other choice but to marry a widower in his fifties. Because of the age difference and lack of common language, the widower was always suspicious of Aunt Chun's daughter and either verbally attacked her or beat her up.

Aunt Chun's daughter couldn't bear it anymore and tied herself with a rope.

When Aunt Chun learned the news about her daughter, half of her hair turned white overnight.

That year, Aunt Chun was only thirty-six years old.

"It's Aunt Chun. Is there something wrong? Aunt Chun?" Qin Yiran glanced at Liu Yingyue, then looked at Aunt Chun, and then looked at the shy little girl behind Aunt Chun who didn't dare to look up.

Liu Yingyue was also looking at Aunt Chun's daughter. The little girl looked about fourteen or fifteen years old, thin and weak. She glanced at her quickly with her big eyes and then quickly lowered her head.

"Well, I heard that Mr. Qin wants to find a working girl for Lady Ying. Do you think my daughter is okay?" Aunt Chun smiled stiffly. "She does everything at home, cooking, washing clothes, sweeping the floor, and taking care of her younger brothers and sisters. She started working at the age of six, and her hands and feet are very nimble."

"Well, that's quite diligent. So why don't you stay? What do you think, Yiran?" Liu Yingyue turned around and looked at Qin Yiran.

"Okay." He nodded slightly, but there was no joy in his eyes.

Liu Yingyue was puzzled. What was wrong with Qin Yiran? Did he not like this girl?
Didn’t he have a fight with the original owner because of this girl?

Scold the original owner for being so cold-blooded.

Liu Yingyue ignored those memories and asked Aunt Chun's daughter, "What's your name? How old are you this year?"

"My name is Haitang, and I will be fifteen in August."

She knew the girl's name, but the original owner didn't like it and forced it to be changed to Sophora japonica.

The original owner liked Haitang and also liked bright and beautiful women.

But this girl was dark and thin, and didn't look bright or pretty at all. Yet she was given the name Haitang, which made the original owner very disgusted.

"Haitang, what a nice name..."

"Call me Huaihua." Qin Yiran's voice suddenly said from behind.

Liu Yingyue's body suddenly stiffened.

Is this a coincidence, or...

How is this possible?
Liu Yingyue took a deep breath, glanced at Qin Yiran quietly, then turned back quickly, smiled and said, "Haitang is good enough, there's no need to change it, right?"

Aunt Chun would observe the expressions of the people and found that Qin Yiran and Liu Yingyue looked strange when they mentioned their names.

She smiled and said, "In fact, we don't often call her Haitang. This is the name her grandfather gave her. I have always called her Hongzhu. The names of her cousins ​​all have the word "red" in them, such as Hongyu, Honghua, Hongbei, Hongying, etc."

As he spoke, he quietly pulled his daughter's sleeve.

The little girl came back to her senses and said, "Yes, my nickname is Hongzhu."

Qin Yiran nodded, "Hongzhu, it's a good name, you can keep it."

(End of this chapter)