The General's Little Peasant Wife

After Yang Le Le pulled Ning Meng Yao to the entrance of the village, she patted her chest: "I thought that Qin popo would not let you go with me."

"How can that be?" Ning Meng Yao shook her head helplessly. It seemed that Yang Le Le understood the people around her quite well.

"What do you want you buy today?" Yang Le Le asked Ning Meng Yao in curiosity.

Ning Meng Yao tilted her head. Seemed like she did not want to buy anything today: "I don't know. Let's just look around first."

"Alright! We'll go together. I am planning to buy jewelleries for me and my sister-in-law, buy my nephew some ink and brush, buy my parents two new clothes." Yang Le Le spoke out what she wanted to do.

In the recent two months, she earned few tens of liang from Aunt Luo. She gave a part to her family and there were still many, so she wanted to dress herself up.

"Alright. Show them to me later."

"Okay."

The sight of the two girls speaking and laughing fell on the eyes of Yang Xiu Er and Madam Luo who were also at the town, feeling that it was an annoying sight.

Madam Luo had been let out before new year. Once she was out, her robust body slimmed greatly. It was obvious that she had eaten bitter pain in the prison.

When Ning Meng Yao neared them, Madam Luo used a queer tone: "Yo, isn't this our village's oldest young miss? How can she used the same cow cart with us?"

Sweeping her gaze across Madam Luo, Ning Meng Yao did not say anything, only speaking to Yang Le Le with a small voice. When the people had gathered, the cart then head to the town.

Madam Luo wanted to find trouble for Ning Meng Yao but who knew that Ning Meng Yao would ignore her. This was the greatest humiliation to her and her face became very ugly.

Glaring heatedly at Ning Meng Yao, she wanted to speak when Ning Meng Yao did it first: "If you still want your pair of eyes, then move."

Although glaring won't do anything to her, but Ning Meng Yao did not like Madam Luo using this kind of gaze to look at her.

That kind of gaze made her felt disgusted.

"You…… Do you really think yourself as an eldest young miss? Truly shameless, not seeing what kind of person you are." Madam Luo ridiculed.

"That's right. Not seeing what kind of person you are. A little thief, too dirty for me to handle myself." Ning Meng Yao refuted.

There were quite the amount of housewives in the cart working for Ning Meng Yao or their husband did and earned not little money so they decided to buy jewelry and others.

Hearing Madam Luo's words, they could not help but furrowed their brows: "Can you speak less? She also did not provoke you."

"That's right."

One by one they joined in to speak against Madam Luo, making her almost rushing over to have a catfight.

Madam Luo coldly snorted and looked at the people in the cart with irony: "All of you are another's dog now, of course you would help her speak."

Once these word got out, the people became unhappy and roared: "Madam Luo, don't throw face when we're giving you. So what if we used our own strength to earn money? Dog? Even if you want to be other's dog, the other won't be willing to take you in."

"You guys….. You guys……" Madam Luo was angered until she pointed a trembling finger toward them, but did not say even a sentence.

Ning Meng Yao stared at Madam Luo in irony and faintly spoke: "There is no need to speak with this kind of person. If a dog bites you, you wouldn't bite that dog back, right? Are you not afraid of biting out fur?"

"Yes, Meng Yao is right. She is envious."

"Yeah, how can we humans degrade ourselves to quarrel with an animal?"

Yang Xiu Er looked at Ning Meng Yao in dissatisfaction: "Ning Meng Yao, what do you mean? Do you think that because you have a bit of money then you're incredible?"

Ning Meng Yao swept her gaze across Yang Xiu Er and leisurely opened her mouth: "I have money so I am incredible. Because I earn the money using my own capability. If you have what it takes then fo earn money, ah."

"That's right. The phrase if the upper beam is not straight, the lower ones will go aslant means like this."

"Yang Xiu Er, what is this very sour smell I smell? White eyed wolf should be someone like you, right? Now you're saying others. If I were you, I would stay at home and not go out." Yang Le Le disliked Yang Xiu Er who was like someone owed her many silvers. So she was annoyed just looking.