Chapter Thirty-Eight: Hao Jian is Dead

Jiang's mother was furious: "I won't swallow this!"

Women may be weak, but they become strong when they become mothers.

Even if it costs her her life, she will fight to get justice for Daiyan'er.

“Mother, Father is right. Don’t be impulsive. Besides, we don’t know that person’s identity yet. We will get revenge for the suffering my brother has endured sooner or later.” Jiang Mi came out of the house and stopped her mother from going berserk.

Upon hearing this, Jiang's mother calmed down.

Seeing that it was effective, Jiang Mi continued to persuade him: "Planting sweet potatoes is urgent, but the most important thing right now is for you to get your health back."

We definitely need to vent our anger, but it's not the right time yet.

"Okay," Jiang's mother said, no longer thinking about it after being persuaded. "We'll get our revenge sooner or later."

As time went by, it took nearly half a month to reclaim the 100 acres of wasteland.

Looking out over the boundless fields, green shoots are breaking through the soil and growing at an astonishing rate.

That day, Jiang Mi rushed back from outside and overheard the villagers sitting under the banyan tree talking.

"I heard Hao Jian is dead!"

Hao Jian is dead?

Upon hearing this, Jiang Mi silently moved to a corner and quietly ate her melon; Jiang's mother, who arrived shortly after, did the same.

"I heard that Hao Jian died a very tragic death, and there were even a woman's belongings on his body."

"So, according to you, Hao Jian died because of a woman?"

"I heard that after Hao Jian left Hongyang Village half a month ago, he somehow took his mother and moved to Qingyun Village. Half a month after resigning, he actually died in the aloe vera bushes."

"This matter even alarmed the authorities, but unfortunately, after several days of investigation, they found nothing."

"It's a pity for Hao's mother. Now that she's all alone, I'm afraid she won't have a good life in the future."

…

The village women, one after another, described the recent melons in great detail.

"Evil people will be punished by heaven, and Hao Jian deserves it," Jiang's mother complained on the way back.

But Jiang Mi always felt that things weren't that simple, and on a whim, she connected Hao Jian's death with Yang Liu.

She always felt that this matter must be related to Yang Liu.

Thinking of Yang Liu's pitiful little face, Jiang Mi became even more irritated.

afternoon.

Hao's mother, who was in the process of handling the funeral arrangements, led a large group of people and stormed into Hongyang Village, blocking the entrance to the Jiang family's courtyard.

"Jiang Mi, give me back my son's life!" Hao's mother roared angrily from outside the courtyard, hands on her hips.

The sound attracted many villagers to gather around.

"Mother Hao, what does your son's death in Qingyun Village have to do with the Jiang family's daughter? What, are you afraid your son died unjustly, so you specially found someone to take the blame?"

"Mother Jiang, you are shameless enough to keep harping on that girl."

The villagers couldn't stand it anymore and righteously defended Jiang Mi.

Now that the Jiang family has settled down in Hongyang Village, they are considered members of the village and naturally cannot stand to see their fellow villagers being bullied by outsiders; moreover, the person causing trouble is Hao's mother, whom they previously disliked the most.

With her hands on her hips, Hao's mother cursed, "It wasn't your son who died, so why are you yelling like that? Anyone who didn't know better would think Jiang Mi was your daughter. This shameless slut seduced my son and then tried to kill him, and you're the only ones protecting her like a precious treasure."

After speaking, Hao's mother's face was contorted with rage and tears, looking extremely disheveled, yet she possessed an imposing aura, as if she were fighting against a hundred men single-handedly.

If any villager said anything negative about her son or spoke up for Jiang Mi, Hao's mother would retort with harsh words, cursing not only the person but also their ancestors.

Now that her only son is gone, she has nothing to worry about anymore.

"You! You're absolutely unreasonable!"

"How could the Jiang family's daughter, who was obediently staying in the courtyard, commit murder?"

…

"You are not Jiang Mi, you are not worthy to know the truth." Mother Hao roared, "Jiang Mi, get out here! If you don't die with my son today, you can forget about this."

She'd rather die than let Jiang Mi get away with this.

Ever since she was expelled from Hongyang Village, her son took her away from home to seek refuge in Qingyun Village. She thought she would be treated well, but instead she was met with scorn and gossip.

Nine out of ten sentences she says are about how her son is a useless person and that they should get out of Qingyun Village.

For the past two weeks, the two have been barely surviving, spending a few peaceful days outside Qingyun Village.

Three days ago, she had just taken a nap when she received the devastating news that her only son had died in the reeds; his pupils were wide open, his expression was shocked, and he clearly died with his eyes wide open, with Jiang Mi's personal belongings still hanging on his body.

How could she not hate? How could she not resent?

She wanted Jiang Mi to pay for her debt in blood, to be buried with her son.

"Jiang Mi, get out here! At a time like this, is your Jiang family just going to cower like turtles?" Ignoring everyone's attempts to stop her, Hao's mother put her hands on her hips and started cursing.

"Oh, what's going on here? Is it a good day or what? Why are you all blocking my door?" Jiang's mother's teasing voice suddenly came from outside the crowd.

Everyone looked over at the sound and saw the Jiang family members carrying lunch boxes and hoes, their clothes covered in dust, clearly indicating that they had just returned from working.

All eyes fell on Hao's mother, who had been making a fuss at the door for a long time, but in the end, everyone had gone outside.

Hao's mother looked extremely ugly; at that moment, she looked like a joke.

But remembering his son's wrongful death, he suddenly became agitated, pointing his finger at Jiang Mi's nose and cursing, "You shameless hussy, today I'll teach you a lesson on behalf of your parents!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and slapped Jiang Mi.

As a good woman, how can I let someone bully me? I should fight back immediately, teach her a lesson, and establish my own character.

[Task Reward: Good Woman Value +50, Two Bars of Soap]

[Failure Penalty: Good Woman Value -200, Electric Shock x10, once every 5 minutes]

Jiang Mi immediately became unhappy upon hearing this.

Why is it that the penalty for failing a mission gets heavier and heavier each time?

Rewards and punishments are commensurate; the greater the reward, the heavier the punishment.

No sooner had the system finished speaking than Hao's mother slapped her across the face before Jiang Mi could retort.

"sugar!"

"Little sister!"

…

Just as Hao's mother thought she was about to succeed, her bony hand was tightly gripped by a fair, tender, and warm hand.

The force and the friction between their bones caused Hao's mother to gasp: "Let me go!"

Jiang Mi didn't hold back and pushed the person to the ground.

Looking at the people Hao's mother brought, he sneered, "Is this all you've got?"

Hao's mother fell to the ground with a thud. Her old bones were sore all over from the push, and she was momentarily stunned.

Only after the pain subsided did she slowly get up from the ground, crying and cursing, "This is outrageous! This is absolutely outrageous! You murderer not only killed my son, but you also bullied an old woman like me! Is there no justice left in this world?!"

"Heh." Jiang Mi sneered: "You say I killed Hao Jian, what evidence do you have to prove it? If it's true, I killed him, and today I'm willing to die to atone for my sins and be buried with Hao Jian."