The General's Little Peasant Wife

Ning Meng Yao was silently speechless as she stared at the middle aged woman cursing her, her eyebrows scrunched. Didn't they all say that ancient people were loyal and honest? Then why were these women like shrews?

She had thought about whether or not should she let her go this once, since what Yang Xiu Er said was right. If she really send Madam Luo to the county, then Yang Xiu Er's reputation would be ruined and a maiden whose reputation was ruined, could she marry well? Ning Meng Yao thought not.

Even if she strongly dislike Madam Luo, she could not ruin Yang Xiu Er's reputation.

But could this Madam Luo stop digging her own grave? Did they not know the phrase you won't die if you don't dig your own grave?

Yang Xiu Er's face went through drastic change. She could felt that Ning Meng Yao had soften her heart just now, but hearing those words…. The situation changed.

Not waiting for Yang Xiu Er to say anything, Ning Meng Yao walked to the front of Madam Luo and slapped her.

"Even though you're not thinking for yourself, you should think for your daughter. Is cursing like this good?" Ning Meng Yao faintly glanced at Madam Luo's face that resembled a pig.

Madam Luo gapped and her face was burning red with shame. Yang Hua saw his wife being hit and became angry. He could hit her, but not others.

"She is your elder. Ning Meng Yao, you actually hit her, you shrew!" Yang Hua's face was burning with anger.

Ning Meng Yao silently looked at Yang Hua. When did she became a shrew? Was it just because of that slap? If she was a shrew, then what did the manly woman of the modern time count as?

"Fine, it seems that my kind-heartedness is seen as ill-intent. Aunt Yang, please help me." Ning Meng Yao glanced at Yang Hua's family briefly.

Madam Yang heard her and immediately walked up to tie Madam Luo up and put her in the cow cart to go to the town.

Seeing the cow cart slowly leaving, Yang Xiu Er finally reacted and ran to block their way: "Meng Yao, I know that my parents are at fault about this, but….. But can you release them for me just this once?"

"How big is your face skin?" Ning Meng Yao coldly looked at Yang Xiu Er. Chance by chance she gave them but they did not cherish. This could not be blamed on her. "Le Le, pull Yang Xiu Er away."

Yang Le Le nodded and pulled Yang Xiu Er as the cart left carrying people in it.

No one said that Ning Meng Yao was cruel hearted or too much and felt that this should be done. They all could see that Ning Meng Yao was truly intending to release Madam Luo but Madam Luo actually cursed her. Was this not jabbing at people's hearts? Served her right.

Madam Luo was carried to the country. Ning Meng Yao created noise to wake the Country Lord up. Because his comfortable sleep was interrupted, the face of the County Lord was not good and heard that someone was a theft and there was solid evidence, moreover, the things stolen was still in the theft's house.

Once the hammer was down, the punishment was going in prison for three months and being hit by the plank ten times.

After managing this matter, Ning Meng Yao thanked the County Lord and left with Madam Yang using the same cow cart to go back to the village.

When the three people went back, the villagers had not leave. Knowing Madam Luo was punished with ten planks and three months prison, Yang Xiu Er fainted while Yang Hua just reacted. This was their fault.

The crowd felt that this result waas to be expected and went back to their own home. Ning Meng Yao gave the cart driver some money and then moved her things back to her house.

But she won't be wanting the jar of oil because she saw dirty things on its surface which made her disgusted.

After Ning Meng Yao left, Yang Xiu Er's eyes were filled with dark hate and cruelty: "I will not let this matter off like this."

She had begged over and over again but Ning Meng Yao still did not let this go. How could this not make her angry? Furious?

Not only her, Yang Le Le and her family would not be left off too. Sooner or later, she would make them pay out for this matter.

"Xiu Er……."

"Dad, don't worry, I will think of a way." Yang Xiu Er cut off Yang Hua's words softly. In her heart, she thought that her father was useless, not only able to help, he even made problems.