The latter immediately turned his head back as if nothing had happened.
Jiang Henian pursed her lips tightly and stared at the backs of those people.
Suddenly, she stood up and picked up the large bundle of scattered wheat straw that she had just been sitting on with both hands. She filled her arms with the bundle and walked straight over with unsteady steps.
The peasant women, who were originally winking at each other and gossiping, were hit on the head with straw all over their bodies.
"Who is it! You don't have eyes to look at while you're working! Where are you hitting it?"
Wheat awns and wheat ears flew all over their faces and fell into their clothes along their collars. Several people jumped up and scratched everywhere like monkeys.
"Say it, say it again in front of me."
Jiang Henian said sternly, "You have such a long tongue, but you have nothing better to do than to hang it around."
"You crazy girl!!"
"Yes! I'm crazy! Didn't everyone say I was possessed? I'd be sorry if I didn't go a little crazy and let you guys gossip about me every day!"
She grabbed the wheat straw on the ground and threw it at several people. A group of people pulled each other's clothes and hair and wrestled in the wheat pile.
"What are you doing? Stop fighting!"
The surrounding villagers quickly threw away their sickles and ran over to stop the fight.
Ma Guihong was passing by carrying manure and saw it. She grabbed her load and started beating the peasant women, forcing them to stop.
Jiang Henian protected his head and took the opportunity to kick him twice more.
"Are you okay, girl Nian?" Ma Guihong quickly helped up Jiang Henian, whose face was pale and was pinned down.
"You old, tough women, you're beating up a little girl. How shameless of you!"
"His elder sister!" Chen Cuihua, with her hair in a mess and her hands covering her swollen eye sockets, shouted, "It was this damned girl who started it! She's as hard as a piece of iron!"
"It's you who fabricate things about my mother every day! You even tell everyone I'm possessed! Even if you report me to the commune, I'm not wrong! We'd better find the Party Secretary and tell him who's spreading feudal superstitions and monsters! I'll arrest you all and criticize you!"
Jiang Henian was breathing heavily and straightening his messed clothes. There were several bloody scratches on his neck from where someone had grabbed him. His dark eyes were full of dissatisfaction.
Chen Cuihua panicked when she heard about the struggle session. She pointed at Jiang Henian and yelled, "Don't talk nonsense! Look at this sharp-tongued person! Who could possibly frame her? You think she's a dull person, but she's just pretending!"
"You guys are just saying rude things, but how could such a well-behaved little girl risk her life to fight with you guys?!"
"With your foul mouths, even a dull person would explode with anger, and you still have the nerve to yell. Why don't you get back to work? It's already so late!"
Ma Guihong knew the moral character of these women very well. She did not listen to their arguments at all and scolded them away with spit flying.
"Nian girl, are you okay? Why is your face so pale? Is it still not fully healed from the last time you hit your head?"
Jiang Henian rubbed his scalp angrily, grabbed the messy straw on his head, and shook his head.
"I'm fine, thank you, ma'am."
Seeing that she was indeed fine except for her pale face, Ma Guihong patted her shoulder in relief, glanced around, then turned her back and asked softly, "Nian girl, Auntie is asking you something."
"Did you fall by yourself that night? Did someone bully you?"
The day Jiang Henian traveled through time, Ma Guihong discovered the unconscious original owner.
It turned out that Song Wenqing had been seen by someone, no wonder he rushed to shut her up that day.
Jiang Henian wiped the itchy corners of his eyes from being scratched by wheat awns with the back of his hand, and said stubbornly, "I'm going to get back at the people who bullied me."
"Thank you for carrying me back that day."
Ma Guihong said in surprise, "You kid, you're being so polite!"
She sighed in her heart, the child's biological mother was a good person, but unfortunately she was miserable and passed away too early, which made the child suffer.
It’s better this way now. This girl used to be too easy to be bullied, and her stepmother is not an easy person to get along with.
"Okay then. If you have any problems in the future, just come to Auntie's house, okay?"
Jiang Henian's eyes felt a little warm as he looked at Ma Guihong, whose face was simple and cheerful and whose eyes were concerned.
She nodded obediently.
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