Chapter 282: Reap the Sow

"Fubao, tell mom, did you see anything in the kitchen?"

Zhang Yanzi picked up her daughter and asked in a low voice.

"No, I didn't see anything."

Of course Jiang Fubao would not admit it.

She would not tell anyone that she had space unless it was absolutely necessary.

Maybe she is cold-hearted.

Everything in the world will change with time, and now the Jiang family is really good to her.

But what if?

She didn't want to gamble, so using the immortal family as an excuse just happened to shut up her family.

After all, mortals dare not go against immortals.

Before betraying her, you have to consider whether you will be punished by the gods.

She was very glad that she could come up with such a good excuse.

"I guess the immortals are worried that something bad might happen to our Fubao, so they appeared to help us."

Look, grandma has consciously entered the realm of immortals.

She didn't have to explain anything.

Jiang Fubao gave a mysterious smile.

The ox cart sets off.

My second uncle and his wife stayed in the shop.

Such a big thing happened today, and half of the food was still left. I gave some to Feng Biao, some to Director Dong, and a lot to the guests who spoke for me. The remaining little was left in the shop.

Not long after the ox cart left the city gate, the sun had already set completely.

Fortunately, the moonlight tonight is very bright and I can see the road ahead clearly.

Accompanied by the croaking of frogs on the roadside, Jiang Fubao and his friends arrived home safely.

"Why are you back so late? Did something happen in the shop?"

Jiang Shoujia had been sitting at the door waiting since the evening.

I was so worried that I couldn't even eat.

So is Jiang Tongjin.

However, his wife was pregnant, and after serving Qian Xile dinner, he was so anxious that he paced around the yard.

Several children have gone to bed.

Only he and his grandfather stood guard at the door, and they only breathed a sigh of relief when they saw their family members coming back.

"Well, something happened. Let me go back and drink some water first, then I'll explain in detail."

Zhang Jinlan was very thirsty.

I'm still very hungry.

She hadn't even finished her lunch when that incident happened, and she was in a hurry to get home, so she hasn't eaten yet.

"Mom, I'll go heat up the rice and dishes."

Zhu Yingqiu jumped off the ox cart and ran straight to the kitchen.

Zhang Yanzi also went to help.

Jiang Fubao dozed off in his father's arms.

At this time in the past, she would have already washed up and was enjoying the cool air.

When the food was heated up, she forced herself to eat a few bites, then buried her face in the bowl and fell asleep.

There were countless rice grains on her chubby face.

Jiang Siyin picked up her daughter, and Zhang Yanzi picked off the rice grains on her daughter's face one by one. Instead of throwing them away, she put them into her mouth and chewed them.

After that, I gave her a quick wash with a towel and sent her back to her room to sleep.

When I woke up, it was just daybreak.

Jiang Fubao flashed into the space and began to check the wooden box.

There is no lock on it.

It can be opened directly.

There is a little white powder inside, which should be arsenic.

This thing is colorless and odorless, and she can't tell the difference.

Damn Deng Jiliang, I don’t know how the government will sentence him. I really hope to chop off his head, and that landlord Deng too.

Jiang Fubao felt a little regretful. He should have let his grandmother cheat him a little more at the beginning.

It’s only four hundred taels.

It should be sold for six hundred taels.

Deng Jinian couldn't sleep the whole night because of her nagging.

He lay in the recliner, looking exhausted.

Although his brother did not betray him to Manager Lu.

But we can guarantee that he will be sent to the authorities and given up under torture.

Deng Jinian wanted to escape, but he didn't know where to go.

When he bought the starling, he had already spent all his spare money.

Unless he sold all his fields, shops and houses now, he wouldn't be able to take out even a hundred taels from his pocket.

"What should I do? What should I do?" He muttered softly, repeating these three words like a madman.

Until two days later.

He came back to life only after a servant brought him a message.

With the intervention of Director Dong, the matter was quickly investigated and the county magistrate convicted Deng Jiliang of poisoning Ma Wu and had him escorted to Ruling Prefecture, where he was beheaded at the end of August. Ma Liu and Lu Sheng, who bought the arsenic, participated in the conspiracy but did not take action. They were beaten with 80 sticks and exiled to Mobei.

Strangely, Deng Jiliang did not give up Deng Jinian.

I guess she was worried that no one would take care of her son, so she took on everything by herself.

"Brother, have a safe journey. I will take good care of Siyuan and help him find a wife and start a family. Go with peace of mind~"

Deng Jinian roared at the sky.

She pretended to cry a few times and then went back to her room to sleep.

After three days and three nights of agony, he was finally able to rest in peace.

At that time, Deng Siyuan, who was studying in school, suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and his tears flowed unconsciously.

Jiang Tongmu, who was standing nearby, happened to see it.

He thought Deng Siyuan didn't want to study and cried out of grievance.

The two were sworn enemies, but he pretended not to see anything and continued to shake his head and recite the words in the book.

"Deng Siyuan, come here."

Suddenly, a man appeared and interrupted them.

Director Dong waved to Deng Siyuan.

In the past, when he and Meng Bujiu were a group of four, they also went to the backyard of the school to eat. Principal Dong was very familiar with him.

The headmaster called him.

All the students studying in the school looked at him in unison.

Deng Siyuan was extremely proud.

So he put down his book and ran over happily.

The two of them walked into the yard, one in front and one behind.

Dong Weicai said, "From today on, you should leave. Don't come to our school anymore."

Manager Lu had already sent someone to tell him about Deng Jiliang's confession.

It turned out that when Deng Jiliang saw his son being beaten, he became malicious and plotted to harm the Jiang family.

But Deng Siyuan not only did not stop it, but also added fuel to the fire.

The roots of this kind of person are rotten, and no matter how you teach him, he will never be taught well. It is better to get rid of him early to prevent him from making the same mistake in the future.

Otherwise the reputation of the school will be ruined by him.

Dong Wei has already asked his grandson about it.

Deng Siyuan deserved the beating he received.

It was also the first time that he realized that there were people in the school who bullied new students. He originally thought that it was just some minor conflicts among children, but it seemed that he had been kept in the dark for a long time.

Ding Huanfu, who bullied others together with Deng Siyuan, was also driven away in the afternoon.

They are not the only ones.

The school also cleaned up a lot of rat droppings.

Those students who had been bullied felt so relieved.

Including Jiang Tongmu.

Dong Wei had already told him what happened in Jiang's snack shop two days ago.

While he was worried, he was also grateful for the headmaster's help. Therefore, after school every day, he would go to the Dong family's backyard to help clean the yard.

Dong Wei saw it all, but didn't stop.

It’s July 20th, and there are still ten days until the autumn harvest.

The brown rice in the field is bright yellow.

Like a small broom with a bent waist.

From a distance, the long ears of corn appear full and golden.

The food at home has improved a lot recently.

Jiang Cheng and Jiang Meng looked much stronger.

There is some flesh on the face.

The autumn harvest is coming soon, and as the main labor force, they naturally want to eat well.

In the evening, while enjoying the cool air, Jiang Fubao took the palm-leaf fan that his grandmother had used for many years and fanned herself with it intermittently.

She always felt that the weather was particularly hot and humid these two days.

I feel restless inside.