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I wish you all a happy reading~ At noon in May, the sun has begun to become fierce. When the hot wind blows, the wheat fields at the entrance of Jianjia Village turn into a brilliant golden sea, exuding the quiet fragrance of wheat.
Jian Jia held a sickle in her hand and bent down to cut the wheat. The wheat awns penetrated the coarse clothes and pricked her cheeks and arms with unbearable pain. Big drops of sweat slid down his forehead and around his eyes. She straightened up, rubbed the sweat towel over her face and wiped it randomly.
Under the scorching sun, the originally fair and beautiful face turned red. Jian Jia licked her dry lips and shook the water-soaked bamboo tube on her body, trying to get some water.
But as soon as she moved, step-sister-in-law He Xiaohong, who was sitting under the shade of a tree and fanning herself with a cattail leaf fan as if overseeing a task force, rolled her eyes and said in a strange tone: "Oh, why are you going? I've only been doing this for a while and I can't stand it anymore." ? Hurry up and continue working, it’s really useless. I can tell you, if you faint again today, you won’t be able to eat dinner.”
Jian Jia calmly glanced at He Xiaohong, who was wearing a linen costume and looking mean, with deep disgust flashing in her eyes.
Her name is Jian Jia, but she is not Jian Jia.
Before her sudden death, she was a social animal in the 21st century who stayed up late to work. In order to have a small place in a big city full of talents, she worked multiple jobs day and night. Seeing that she had saved enough for the down payment, she collapsed after working all night.
She originally thought that her life as a social animal would end with her death, but she didn't expect that when she opened her eyes, she would become another Jian Jia.
A mysterious and mysterious thing like borrowing a corpse to bring back a soul actually happened to her.
She traveled through time, into an ancient romance novel called "Pastoral Pampering", and became the vicious female supporting character with the same name in it.
As a villain who can oppose the heroine in the early stage, the original protagonist Jian Jia's family and personal conditions are not bad. It's just that she is targeting the heroine who has the aura of luck, and the person she likes is the heroine's dog-licking male partner. The more tit-for-tat with the heroine, the more difficult the original owner's situation becomes.
When Jian Jia came back, the original owner had gone from being an eldest daughter from a well-off family and loved by her parents to an orphan whose parents both died. In the name of the good of the Jian family, the patriarch gave her an adopted brother. The stepbrother and sister-in-law were still pretending at first, but later found out that no one made the decision for her, and their attitude towards her suddenly changed.
The family property accumulated by Jian's parents was occupied by his stepbrothers and sister-in-law. The original owner himself was even abused by them and even sold to the landlord as a concubine. The original owner had been pampered since he was born and had a arrogant temper. How could he live such a life. But her initial arrogance was all tortured away, and now besides crying, she can only do things aggrievedly.
It can be said that the original owner hated this step-brother and steps-in-law from the bottom of his heart, and he had vicious thoughts in his heart one after another. When I watched my stepbrother and his sister-in-law eating, I imagined that they would choke to death. When I watched my stepbrother and his sister-in-law’s young son, I imagined that they would drown him in order to take revenge on my stepbrother and his sister-in-law. When pulling the weeds, he imagined that the grass was the head of his stepbrother and stepsister-in-law, so he persisted with resentment.
However, the original owner was arranged by her stepbrother and sister-in-law to harvest wheat two days ago. She was in a daze and only focused on resentment. She did not take precautions against heat stroke, and then died.
The sun is so fierce that it is impossible not to drink water. As the scroll king, Jian Jia cherished this hard-won second life. Even though He Xiaohong was still chattering, she still raised her hand and shook the bamboo tube in her hand, saying concisely: "There is no water."
He Xiaohong rolled her eyes and mocked in a long voice: "I didn't cut three rows of wheat, but poured three cans of water. I really don't know how your parents raised you in the past. They couldn't do such a small thing well."
After a pause, He Xiaohong sneered and stabbed Jian Jia in the heart: "But I can't blame you. Your parents are wimps. It's understandable that a big wimp raised a little wimp like you."
This is one of the joys that He Xiaohong discovered recently. She found that as long as she mentioned the original owner's parents in front of the original owner, the original owner would just stare at her and burst into tears. He Xiaohong liked watching the original owner cry so much. The harder the original owner cried, the happier she laughed.
As the Juan King, Jian Jia has a good temper most of the time. But if she only had a good temper, she would not be able to pay the down payment for a house alone in a big city. She had a sense of what she should do, and she knew who would allow it and who she wouldn't tolerate.
Within two days of taking over the body of the original owner, she had figured out the personalities of several people around her. Her stepbrother and sister-in-law were stupid, ignorant and bullied her, so they only dared to bully her because of their young age.
Jian Jia is different from the original owner. She has never been a submissive person. Cherishing one's life is one thing, but it is definitely not what she wants to make her live fearfully and tremblingly.
Hearing He Xiaohong mention the original owner's deceased parents again, Jian Jia's face turned cold and she said coolly: "You don't need to say more about how my parents raised me. You live in my parents' house now, and you feed me, Jian Jia." A family thing. If you disrespect my parents again, I will tear your mouth apart."
The original owner's father was a well-known good man. When he became prosperous, he helped many people, and many people in Jianjia Village received favors from him. Jian Jia didn't have the opportunity to meet the original owner's father, but from the original owner's memory, she also knew that the original owner's father and mother were a pair of excellent people.
Such a good person should not be insulted by anyone, not to mention that He Xiaohong and his wife were once one of the tribesmen who were favored by the original owner's parents.
He Xiaohong was startled for a moment, and then smiled sarcastically: "Only you? Whose mouth are you going to rip off? You can show me." In a few days, Jian Jia will be married to others, and they are Jian Jia's Mother's family, no girl from her mother's family will be bullied by her husband's family these days. Does she have the courage to do something to herself?
He Xiaohong leisurely crossed her legs and fanned herself a few times: "How many pounds or taels you have, I don't know..." Before she finished speaking, there was a rush of footsteps, and then He Xiaohong's chest felt like He was hit hard by a sledgehammer, and his body fell to the ground uncontrollably.
No one expected that Jian Jia, who was usually gentle and soft-spoken, could be faster than an adult man. After kicking He Xiaohong over, Jian Jia got up and sat on He Xiaohong's chest.
Although Jian Jia was not fat, He Xiaohong, who weighed 70 or 80 kilograms sitting high on her chest, could eat a pot. He Xiaohong couldn't struggle at that moment.
He Xiaohong was shocked and angry. What shocked her was that Jian Jia, who had always only been talking and looking at her with resentful eyes, seemed to have changed. What made her angry was that she, who had always boasted of being powerful, was completely suppressed by Jian Jia. The power of resistance.
Jian Jia sneered. She was not very good at quarreling because she was stupid, but she knew that being too aggressive would cost her life. Before He Xiaohong could cry out, Jian Jia had already moved her hands left and right, and landed hard on He Xiaohong's cheek. She was quick with her hands, and besides slapping him, she also pinched and scratched He Xiaohong's chest. Of course, she has not forgotten what she just said, and she is absolutely unambiguous when it comes to tearing her mouth apart.
In order to have a strong body, King Jianjia has never neglected to exercise. She had been in excellent health and strong enough to handle several part-time jobs. But the original owner was different. He couldn't lift it with his hands, couldn't carry it on his shoulders, and only dared to talk in his mind. On weekdays, he couldn't even catch a chicken. Previously, He Xiaohong could beat the original owner with a small branch to the point of death. How could such a body fight with He Xiaohong, who usually did farm work?
Jian Jia had just taken over the body of the original owner for two days, and she knew that she could not compete with He Xiaohong based on strength alone. But fighting is not only about strength, but also about technique. In order to protect herself, she had learned Sanda for a while, and now the knowledge in her mind came into play. The location where she pinched was particularly sensitive, which could double the pain; although the slap she slapped could not shake the roots of He Xiaohong's teeth, it could leave red and swollen marks on his cheeks.
What she lacked in strength and skills, Jian Jia's output was enough to impress He Xiaohong.
In severe pain, He Xiaohong had difficulty breathing, severe pain in her chest and neck, and blood dripping from her cheeks and mouth. At this time, she no longer had the calmness she had before, and her eyes were filled with fear.
The woman who was pinned beneath her screamed out in horror: "Killing—murdering—"
At noon, villagers in twos and threes are harvesting wheat in the wheat fields. Hearing He Xiaohong's scream, people put down their sickles and quickly ran towards the dispute.
Hearing the footsteps behind him, Jian Jia stood up and straightened her clothes. For an ignorant village woman, such a force attack is enough to scare her.
He Xiaohong curled up and fell to the ground. Her cheeks were red and swollen, blood flowed from the corners of her mouth, and her face was covered with tears and snot mixed with dust. The villagers who saw this scene were startled, and then someone started preaching to Jian Jia: "She is your sister-in-law after all. How could you do such a cruel thing?"
Jian Jia glanced at the villagers and said expressionlessly: "What kind of sister-in-law is she to me? She eats food from my Jian family, lives in my Jian family's house, and scolds my Jian Jia's parents. She insults and abuses me on weekdays. That’s it, you humiliate my parents in front of me again and again, let alone beat her, even if it goes to the Yamen, I won’t be held responsible.”
The peacemaker was stunned for a moment, trying to hit each other hard: "It's true that she is wrong for cursing, but it's also wrong for you to hit her..."
Hearing this, Jian Jia chuckled: "Reconciliation? When Mr. He beat me, why didn't she apologize?" After saying this, Jian Jia kicked the little horse under the shade of the tree upright, and she did it. Li sat down with his clothes upright, looked around the villagers and said, "Man, I beat you. If you think I didn't do it right, just take me to see the official. I'll just wait here."
See an official? Most of the villagers in Jianjia Village don't know which direction the yamen gate opens. These days, the people are sincerely afraid of officials. If they are asked to meet officials, they will be trembling with fear before even saying anything.
Jian Jia lowered her eyes and looked coldly at He Xiaohong, who was lying on one side curled up like a dead dog. Last night she heard He Xiaohong discussing with her husband that they would marry her off in exchange for bride price. After the wheat harvest was over, the matchmaker would come to the house with someone.
It's really ridiculous. The so-called adoption is already ridiculous, but now this so-called brother and sister-in-law have reached out to her.
Jian Jia, who was well aware of the subsequent development of the plot, smiled coldly: It's okay to sell her, but it depends on whether her stepbrother and sister-in-law are tough and afraid of kitchen knives.
