What are these words?

Even though I came to help with good intentions, I was still relied on.

Who is willing to put it on anyone? Chen Juhua immediately put the basin at her feet with a clang.

"Hey, what's wrong with you, second wife? You are so capable, why don't you carry the water yourself? I'm not afraid of you..."

Aren't you afraid that your grandson will just disappear?

Before the next words could be said, Jiang Qiuniang covered her mouth.

It's not easy to say this at this juncture. The second wife is known to be a shrewd person. If she really does anything good, Chen Juhua will really be blamed.

"Chrysanthemums are at this critical moment. Stop talking. Human lives are at stake."

Although He Hengniang's life and death are none of their business, the whole village is here.

Baozhu and Fu Niu were lying by the window, looking at He Hengniang in the room, screaming at the sky and the earth.

Baskets of bloody water were brought out from the house. Smelling the smell of blood, Baozhu was surprisingly calm. He couldn't help but run a few steps outside and then ran back to take a look.

Then she breathed a sigh of relief, she was a human now, not a zombie.

The original desire for human flesh and blood is gone.

However, smelling the blood, her brain became clearer and clearer, as if it stimulated a certain nerve in her.

Heart-rending screams came from the house.

"It's born, it's born!"

The midwife shouted several times, but no one outside heard the baby's cry.

I was sitting in the yard waiting for my precious grandson. I listened carefully for a long time, but there was no sound of the child crying. Now I started to feel anxious.

I stood up and wanted to go into the house to take a look. As soon as I reached the door, the midwife came out with the baby in her arms and said with a pale face.

"This...this child was born a dead baby."

"No, it's impossible."

The second wife's legs were weak and she was holding on to the door, her whole body shaky.

Glancing into the room, a wave of bad breath suddenly rushed over my head.

"It's you, the bastard, who harmed my eldest grandson. Why don't you just die?"

"Wen Niang, Wen Niang, you have to hold on! The child can still be born again."

Jiang Qiuniang's shouts came from the room. Baozhu kept paying attention to the situation in the room, and his little brows furrowed more and more tightly.

He Wenniang's soul is getting weaker and weaker, and she can't survive it.

"My son is dead, what am I going to do for a living..."

He Wenniang said in a hoarse voice.

She had been looking forward to it for a long time, just looking forward to giving birth to a son and living a good life.

Now she's fine. She was born stillborn and she doesn't want to live anymore.

"No, heavy bleeding!"

Jiang Qiuniang wanted to say some more words of comfort, but her hand touched a large amount of blood. She just managed to stop it and the blood collapsed again.

…

"This man is really..."

Chen Juhua looked at He Hengniang's burial place in fear for a while, her heart trembling.

Fortunately, Jiang Qiuniang stopped her before, and her mouth almost turned into a crow's mouth.

"Are all Wen Niang's children back?"

The village chief took a look at He Wenniang's coffin. The body was placed in a small room next to the ancestral hall and could be buried tomorrow.

"Not yet. My eldest brother has gone to the county. He should be able to bring Dani back tonight. My own mother is dead, so I have to come back to burn incense."

Da Zhuang shook his head and sighed.

This He Heng Niang is a poor person, and the second wife is also an old fool.

Also going to the county with Daniu were Baozhu and Mingzhu, and they went to the embroidery workshop to deliver the goods.

Arriving at the door of Jia's house, Daniel knocked on the door first, and soon the door opened a crack. A young servant saw the two sisters, Daniel and Baozhu, wearing coarse cloth, and said with an unfriendly expression.

"Our master's family is having a funeral, please leave as soon as possible."

"We are from Jiangjia Village, and we are here to see Jiang Dani. Could you please inform your wife that Jiang Dani's mother went yesterday. Let her go home to keep her filial piety."

The Jia family is indeed a big family, and the house alone covers an area of ​​several acres.

I don't know if these servants are tired from running back and forth all day long.

"Who, are you looking in the wrong place? We don't have anyone named Jiang Dani here."

When the servant heard this, he frowned and did not wait for Daniel to continue asking.

The door closed with a clang.

Baozhu, who came with Daniel, frowned and pulled at Daniel who was about to knock on the door again: "Uncle Daniel, Sister Dani is lying inside."

That's right, he's still lying on the coffin board.

"Of course I know she is at Jia's house, but she is not allowed in."

Daniel is a little annoyed. Even a servant of the Jia family is so proud. It seems that it will be difficult to enter the Jia family today.

So he knocked on the door again: "Why are you still here? Go, go, go... we..."

Baozhu took advantage of him not paying attention and slipped in through the crack in the door.

"Alas! Where did this wild child come from? Can you just enter the Jia family? Come on, catch that wild girl."

With this loud shout, everyone in the front yard ran towards Baozhu.

Baozhu had been on guard for a long time, turned around and shouted to Daniu and the others outside the door: "Uncle Daniu, Sister Dani is in danger, hurry...come and save her."

After shouting this, he rushed in holding the bricks.

A group of slaves stood in front of Baozhu. Baozhu looked up and showed a sweet smile, since he was not tall enough.

Then let's use our brains to figure it out.

He rushed over and slammed his little head into the stomach of one of them.

"Ouch!"

The person who was hit took several steps back and vomited out acidic water from the pain.

The only thought in his mind was that this little girl's head was made of stone, and it was as if his internal organs had been displaced by the impact.

Only then did Daniel and Mingzhu realize what they were doing, and when the people at the door weren't paying attention, they also ran into Jia's house.

"Orb! Be careful."

Mingzhu was extremely anxious. As she saw more and more servants surrounding her and Daniu, she felt a little resentful that she was unable to protect her sister.

It would be nice if she were not so fragile and stronger.

Baozhu has broken through the siege and rushed into the mourning hall.

Mrs. Jia knelt in front of the mourning hall, burning paper money and muttering: "My son, now you can feel at ease down there. This is all my mother can do for you."

"Hey, if you die, you will die. Or you will be reincarnated. Can you still travel down there?"

Baozhu swaggered into the mourning hall and looked at the two coffins placed inside. Dani was lying in one of the coffins.

The coffin has been sealed with iron nails and is ready for burial.

"Who are you? Why did you run in?"

Mrs. Jia was shocked, pointed at the orb and asked.

He looked around for the servants at home, and there was an old woman standing next to him.

This old lady is the same one who went to pick up Dani yesterday.

"Madam, she is from Jiangjia Village." Yang's mother recognized Baozhu at a glance.

It's not really that she has a good memory, but it's just that the orbs are so beautiful that she took a second look at them yesterday.

I didn't expect to appear at Jia's house at this time.

Mrs. Jia's heart skipped a beat, "Not good!"

Why did the Jiang family come looking for someone?

Didn't you agree before that you would take her away and have nothing to do with the Jiang family in the future?
Chapter completed!