Everyone was startled by Jiang Ling's current appearance. Her face was contorted with rage, a far cry from the kind and gentle Jiang Ling of the past. She looked fierce, as if she wanted to take the man in front of her down with her.
The man was so frightened that he knelt down. Soon after, a shadow appeared in his crotch, and a strong smell of urine gradually spread through the air.
"An... Anren, please... please be careful with your hands!" Jiang Shan, who had been watching in a daze, cautiously approached Jiang Ling and tried to retract his longsword.
Only he himself knew how terrifying that longsword, capable of cutting through iron like mud, could be when it went berserk.
Fortunately, Jiang Ling only wanted to scare the man in front of her and did not actually kill him. She glanced at Jiang Shan, threw the sword away, and it fell to the ground with a "clatter".
Jiang Shan felt a pang of pain as he watched his beloved sword being so ruined, but he dared not show any dissatisfaction. He carefully picked it up and kept apologizing to his sword in his heart.
Seeing the disheveled man before her, Jiang Ling's anger subsided considerably. She took a few deep breaths to calm herself before asking, "Who exactly are you? You'd better explain yourself clearly today, or I'll make sure you never leave Lujia Village for the rest of your life!"
Because Jiang Ling's appearance was so terrifying just now, the man was completely terrified. He trembled and curled up into a ball, looking at Jiang Ling with a pitiful expression as he tentatively said, "I... my name is Wang Dazhou, and I'm from the neighboring Dawang Village!"
“Dawang Village?” Jiang Ling frowned in thought. She seemed to have heard the village chief mention this village a while ago. It was probably because the village was developing and building and there weren’t enough villagers, so they wanted to hire some people from other villages.
At the time, Jiang Ling didn't take Nianci's matter to heart and completely entrusted the matter to the village chief.
Thinking of this, Jiang Ling turned to look at the village chief, asking him with her eyes.
The village chief was startled by Jiang Ling's sudden gaze. Although he had seen Jiang Ling go crazy before, it was nothing compared to this.
The village chief patted his wildly beating heart and walked up to Jiang Ling, asking, "What's wrong?"
"Do you know Dawang Village?" Jiang Ling asked, strode in.
The village chief nodded, carefully looked Jiang Ling over, and after confirming that she wasn't angry, said to her, "A while ago, our village needed manpower, but we didn't have enough people in our own village, so we asked some people from Dawang Village, which is the closest to us!"
"Hey, this man looks familiar, doesn't he look like Wang Zhao's man! Wait a minute, I'll go ask him!"
The village chief glanced at the man who was almost paralyzed with fear and whispered, "Is your wife named Wang Zhaoshi? Does she like to wear a brown linen dress? About this height, with a mole on her cheek?" As he spoke, the village chief began to gesture to describe Wang Zhaoshi's height and appearance.
The man nodded blankly, which was considered an answer to the village chief's question.
The village chief turned to look at Jiang Ling and asked her what she should do next.
"Where is that person?" Jiang Ling asked succinctly as always.
"exist……"
"In...the sanitary napkin factory! That young lady is hardworking, quick, and very smart!" Hu Yue'er, who had been silent all along, spoke first.
Jiang Ling frowned slightly and looked at Hu Yue'er, "Yue'er, bring her here!"
This was the first time Hu Yue'er had seen Jiang Ling lose her temper. She nodded with lingering fear and ran towards the sanitary napkin factory like a whirlwind.
A moment later, a woman about the same height as Jiang Ling, dressed in brown linen, appeared in front of Jiang Ling.
When the woman saw the disheveled man on the ground, she panicked immediately. She ran towards him and said softly, "Husband, what brings you here?"
"Get out of my way! You still know I'm the head of the household? Aren't you ashamed of what you're doing?" Wang Dazhou shoved his woman to the ground and said viciously to her when she appeared.
Unfortunately, Wang Dazhou touched a nerve with Jiang Ling. She glared coldly at Jiang Shan, who understood and coughed hard at Wang Dazhou.
Wang Dazhou was so frightened that he immediately started trembling. He swallowed hard, hung his head, and looked extremely apprehensive.
"Are you alright?" Hu Yue'er asked as she helped Wang Zhao up.
Wang Zhao's eyes reddened, and she shook her head with a complicated expression.
Jiang Ling glanced at the crowd and said to the village chief, "Alright, now that we've found everyone, let's go inside and talk!" With that, she turned and went inside.
The four Jiang brothers dragged and pulled the troublemakers out of the yard, while Jiang Ling sat on a bamboo chair in the middle and leisurely took a sip of tea.
"Tell me! You've pinned this label on me without any basis, so today I want to hear why you're putting this label on me!" Jiang Ling put down her teacup and pointed lightly at Wang Dazhou, speaking indifferently.
Before Wang Dazhou could speak, Wang Zhaoshi immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly to Jiang Ling, begging for forgiveness. Seeing this, Wang Dazhou became even more enraged, pointing at Jiang Ling's nose and cursing, "Witch! You witch should be burned alive! My wife used to be so obedient, but ever since she worked here for a few days, she's completely changed!"
After the man rambled on and on, spouting a series of utterly meaningless remarks, Jiang Ling roughly grasped the whole story.
Wang Dazhou was not a man of great ambition. Like most people of that era, he was extremely sexist and believed that men should be responsible for external affairs and women for internal affairs, and that women should be good wives and mothers and take care of their families.
However, land in Dawang Village has always been scarce. When it was finally allocated to Wang Dazhou's family, there was very little land left. After paying taxes each year, they could barely make ends meet.
Some time ago, Wang Zhaoshi's older sister, who had married into Lujia Village, suddenly rebelled. The moment Wang Zhaoshi saw her sister, she froze on the spot. Was this still the same pale, thin, and malnourished sister?
After some questioning, it turned out that the rumors about factories in Lujia Village were not unfounded. Not only was his sister making money there, but she was also sending his two nieces to school.
In the past, she would never have dared to imagine such a life, but after talking with her sister, her sister's words were like a cat's claw, constantly scratching at her internal organs, making her restless.
After much deliberation, she finally made up her mind and shared her thoughts with Wang Dazhou.
Lujia Village and Dawang Village are not far apart. Wang Dazhou knew his wife's personality and that she wanted to earn extra income, so he agreed.
When Wang Zhao arrived at Lujia Village, she was completely shocked by what she saw. All the children here were able to go to school, and the people here all exuded kindness and unity.
Looking at her sister, who had undergone a complete transformation, she finally revealed her thoughts.
Her sister did not refuse after hearing this. Instead, she said he was lucky because the village chief was looking to hire a group of people from other villages to work because he was short-handed.
The older sister took her younger sister to register, and when she went to work at the sanitary napkin factory, she was even more surprised. She never expected that the people in the village would use such high-end products.
At first, she was a little shy, but as she gradually interacted with others, her mindset changed.
But Wang Dazhou's feelings for her began to decline.
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