He Jiuniang didn't care about any of that. She gave her a tight hug and said, "Ms. Sun, if you miss me, come find me in the prefectural city. The prefectural city welcomes you!"
"Go away, who would want you? We'd rather be annoyed with you!"
Madam Sun pushed her away with disdain, then said, "I've packed all the pickled vegetables you like, two small jars of the same kind, each with a label on it. You'll know when they're the same. Have the cook in the manor use them one jar at a time, don't open them all, or they'll lose their flavor..."
He seemed to dislike it on the surface, but actually he was very reluctant to part with it.
He Jiuniang already knew that this little old lady was arrogant, so she didn't argue with her. After listening to her instructions for a while, she finally spoke up: "Understood, Ms. Sun. The four sisters of Qin, Qi, Shu, Hua will stay here. Keep one by Gou'er's side, keep one in the shop, and you can decide how to distribute the remaining two. It would be best to keep one at home as well, just in case..."
"Okay, okay..."
The group chatted for a long time before finally setting off.
There were only her and Lu Baichuan in the carriage. Lu Baichuan was reading a book and asked, "Do you want to read a book?"
"I don't want to watch it."
He Jiuniang shook her head, rested her head on the car window, and stared blankly at the scenery outside.
Soon, the children will be moving to the city, and the mansion will be much more lively then. She is already looking forward to it.
Although it's noisy when there are children around, it's also lively. In particular, the children in the family are all quite sensible and have never caused any trouble for the family. When they get together, they mostly read, write, and practice martial arts. They are all diligent and eager to learn.
Just then, He Jiuniang saw a row of small black dots standing on the ridge of the field not far away. Then the small black dots began to move and quickly swept towards them, their hands flashing with cold light – these were their weapons.
He Jiuniang curled the corners of her lips. After holding back for so many days, they finally couldn't hold back anymore, could they?
He Jiuniang nudged Lu Baichuan: "Stop looking, someone's come to our door."
Lu Baichuan wasn't reading anything important, but rather a storybook that He Jiuniang had left in the car. Last night, when he was telling stories to Gou'er, he felt that his stories were a bit stiff and not very interesting, so he wanted to learn from the storybook.
He was engrossed in watching when He Jiuniang interrupted him.
The other party was still far away, and Lu Baichuan did not notice their movements. However, after He Jiuniang reminded him, he quickly noticed them. When he lifted the carriage curtain, he saw small black dots surging in from all directions.
"It seems these people are really going all out to kill me!"
He Jiuniang couldn't help but click her tongue, she really didn't expect that person to be so afraid of her.
"You stay inside and sit still, I'll take care of it."
As Lu Baichuan spoke, he told the driver to stop and prepare to get out of the car.
He Jiuniang nodded and waited obediently in the carriage.
The men in black arrived at the carriage at top speed and began to attack without saying a word.
Their target was He Jiuniang inside the carriage. They were somewhat reluctant to engage with Lu Baichuan's defense and initially wanted to finish the fight quickly. However, they did not expect Lu Baichuan to be so skilled that so many of them could not get close to the carriage.
He Jiuniang watched with great interest from inside the carriage, never expecting Lu Baichuan to be so skilled.
I've seen him take action before, but those times he was dealing with some low-level people. Even if he won, it wasn't anything to see. But today's fight is different. After all, they're all professional assassins. You can tell they're quite skilled, but when they fight Lu Baichuan, they might not have the upper hand.
What's most commendable is that Lu Baichuan came from a farming family and didn't receive professional training from a young age. The skills he has now were all learned quickly during the years he was away from home.
Behind every person's success lies countless hours of hard work.
In any case, He Jiuniang admired Lu Baichuan very much for this.
"Watch out for the back of your head."
He Jiuniang spoke up to remind him, and Lu Baichuan lowered his head to dodge a black-clad man who was attacking from behind. He even feinted with his gun and kicked the man to the ground with a back kick.
There's someone on the right.
"behind."
"Hey, watch out! Don't go over there, it's got my pickled vegetables on it, they're so delicious!"
"Bang!"
"Damn it! My pickled vegetables!"
With a few screams, He Jiuniang jumped off the carriage and walked towards the men in black who had ruined her pickled vegetables.
Unable to get close to He Jiuniang, and seeing that she seemed to care about the cartload of goods, the men deliberately sabotaged it. One of them threw a dagger, breaking a pickle jar and spilling all the contents. Just as they were about to destroy another one, He Jiuniang appeared in front of them.
The next moment, the group flew out like kites with broken strings, their bodies crashing heavily to the ground, and they all coughed up blood.
He Jiuniang roared angrily, "If you have a problem, come at me! What's with smashing my pickle jar? Don't you know that Ms. Sun specially packed it for me!"
Lu Baichuan: ...
Assassins: ...
No matter how much they made a fuss before, He Jiuniang just sat in the carriage and watched the show. They wanted to provoke He Jiuniang. Since they couldn't get close to the carriage, they would make He Jiuniang get off the carriage herself, which would make it easier for them to move around.
In reality, He Jiuniang has come down, but the outcome seems to be something they can't afford.
The previous group had already been taught a lesson by He Jiuniang, but their injuries had not fully healed, so they did not dare to rush to the front, let alone do anything to provoke He Jiuniang. Therefore, the few people lying on the ground vomiting blood were all new faces they had never seen before.
He Jiuniang didn't bother with them and hurriedly jumped onto the carriage to check her pickled vegetables.
As soon as the carriage curtain was lifted, the unique aroma of pickled vegetables wafted out, with some spilled from the broken earthenware pot and the carriage floor.
She clenched her fists and went out to give the assassins a good beating.
If the initial attack on the first batch of assassins at the clinic was like an elementary school level attack, then the attack on these few now is like a middle school level attack. He Jiu Niang didn't beat them to death because she knew they would still be useful.
But to others, it seemed like these people were definitely going to die, and they were terrified just looking at them.
Lu Baichuan and the other group stopped fighting and stared blankly as He Jiuniang unilaterally crushed and brutalized the group of people, their faces contorted in disgust.
Fang Da and the others, in particular, usually saw the madam with a smile, appearing very approachable. They even saw her smiling when she taught the first group of assassins a lesson at the clinic. But today, a jar of pickled vegetables completely enraged her, and she had a long face throughout the entire reprimand.
Everyone was worried that those people would be torn to pieces. They watched with bated breath the entire time.
Moreover, those people were not in any real danger; they were just screaming in pain and begging for mercy.
After He Jiuniang had vented her anger, she said to Fang Da, "Go and bring out the broken pickle jar for me."
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