Farming by blowing the lamp: the little girl of the fool's family

Chapter 110 Brother Jinyang, are you at home?
Everyone left, and Widow Liu stood by the door alone, letting many women who had befriended her at first stare at her or look at her with disdain before leaving, and then she turned pale With a face, frowning.

Today, didn't he come to trouble Yang Jiayin and send her to the government to pay for her life?
What, in the end everyone turned against her?

Seeing Yang Jiayin staring at her with gloomy eyes, Li Jinyang also made a gesture and walked into the house, wondering if he was going to get some kind of kitchen knife and cut her in half.

In short, seeing that the two hadn't planned to deal with her, Widow Liu bit her lip, lowered her head and quickly went out.

Seeing the back of Widow Liu running away, Yang Jiayin smiled coldly.

Since she came here, Widow Liu has targeted and framed her everywhere, and she has never really cared about anything with her several times.

But this time, she really wrote down the account!

In the future, no matter what method she uses, she must let the old widow have a good taste of being revenged!

Thinking of this in my heart, I was stunned for the time being.

Soon, as soon as everyone left, the torrential rain fell.

Yang Jiayin and Li Jinyang didn't bother to talk, they hurriedly carried the wild vegetables, pots and pans, etc. that were drying in the yard into the kitchen that hadn't been fully built, and soon they were drowned.

Because Li Qing and the others came in a hurry, Li Jinyang hadn't finished covering the tiles on the roof, and now it started to rain, and rain began to leak from one part of his head.

Yang Jiayin connected a wooden basin to the place where the rain leaked, and Li Jinyang lifted the previous big stone and continued to build a simple stove in the kitchen.

After the two of them had breakfast, the rain became heavier and heavier, with no intention of stopping at all.

The two sat by the door of the dormitory, chatting with each other.

Thinking of the things Widow Liu got involved in, Yang Jiayin clicked her tongue, turned to look at Li Jinyang and asked, "Tell me, how many families in this village will live a peaceful day today?"

"Why do you care about their affairs? Let's live our own lives."

Li Jinyang replied indifferently.

"I said Li Jinyang, why are you not as stupid as before? I remember that you used to respect your second uncle very much. Today, the second aunt escorts the second uncle back, so you are not afraid that their family will take it seriously. What's going on?"

Yang Jiayin stared at Li Jinyang with wide eyes.

"So what about respect? This is someone else's family business. I'm a junior, what should I do?"

Hearing Li Jinyang's answer, Yang Jiayin was taken aback, "Besides, as an elder, if I don't look like an elder, how can I respect them?"

Yes, she was too free today, so she didn't find anything to pass the time, so she started chatting about other people's gossip?

That's not good……

I was in a trance when I heard someone shouting outside, "Brother Jinyang, brother Jinyang, are you home?"

Yang Jiayin stretched her head to look, and saw someone outside the courtyard door holding an oil-paper umbrella, and a goose-yellow skirt looming between the cracks in the door.

The person who came was a girl.

Yang Jiayin glanced at Li Jinyang beside him, only to see that he frowned slightly, glanced at Yang Jiayin inadvertently, then stood up, and went out to open the door against the rain.

Yang Jiayin just felt a little blocked.

(End of this chapter)