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These words were said to the heart of Mr. Huang.
When she gently shook her fan and looked through the account books, Nan Yan said respectfully: "Mother-in-law, Yan'er knows that you have always hated Nan Baoyi, so I specially arranged a big show for her, which will surely be staged soon."
"A big drama?"
"Yes, big drama."
"Then I'll have to wait and see."
Mrs. Huang chuckled lightly, turned over another page of the account book, and said casually: "Speaking of which, another aunt in the master's backyard is going to give birth. I don't know whether the baby will be a boy or a girl."
Nan Yan looked slightly stern.
Since arriving at the Cheng family, Mr. Huang has always used her hands to deal with the women in the backyard and help her maintain her favor.
Seven or eight people, including adults and children, died in her hands.
She lowered her eyes and said respectfully: "The Cheng family has only one mistress, and that is mother-in-law. The Cheng family also has only one son, and that is Brother Cheng. That baby was not blessed to be born into the world, don't worry."
Mrs. Huang was very satisfied with her knowledge.
So she put down the account book and helped her up with her own hands, "You kid, why are you always kneeling on the ground? Why don't you get up quickly? If you break your knees, Erlang and I will feel bad."
"Thank you, mother-in-law, for your consideration."
Nan Yan carefully sat down on the armchair and gently rubbed her knees.
My aunt is about to give birth
A nursery rhyme for Nan Baoyi
She is in need of a child, so she can act out the baby in the nursery rhyme.
By this time, Xia Minghui must have ordered people to sing that nursery rhyme in Shu County.
She couldn't help but curl her lips.
This time, she will definitely want Nan Baoyi to die beautifully.
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Jinguan City is the most prosperous city in Shu County.
The refugees came to Jinguancheng in unison.
There were ten-mile tent camps outside the city. Refugees, dragging their families with them, lined up to enter the city, begging Governor Cheng to open warehouses to store grain, help the people, and dig ditches to irrigate their homes.
However, Governor Cheng posted notices all over the city, saying that the grain warehouses had been opened and exhausted.
The old lady of the Nan family has been compassionate for most of her life and couldn't bear to see those children starve, so she released the food reserves of Nan Mansion and gave porridge in front of the mansion every day.
Because there are so many refugees coming in, each person can only receive one bowl of porridge, one bowl of water, and two steamed buns per day, but at least it can last for a day.
It was dusk when Xiao Yi came back from inspecting the military camp.
There is a stall in front of Nanfu. The little girl from his family, wearing a bright yellow skirt and a small floral scarf, helps to serve porridge with a sweet smile.
The sunset danced on her delicate hair and eyebrows, making her look like a glowing little fairy.
He was riding on a horse, watching from a distance, his thin lips curled up unconsciously.
Not far away, on the pavilion, Nan Yan led the Huang family and was watching.
Huang was dissatisfied: "Nan Yan, is this the big show you are talking about? Recently, the reputation of the Nan family has skyrocketed to the sky. Everyone praises it. Some people even say that his family is more reliable than the government. It is really annoying! This Shi Porridge Busan, what on earth is there to see?!¡±
"Mother-in-law, please wait a little longer, the show will begin soon."
Nan Yan¡¯s smile is as bright as a flower.
Among the refugees lining up, several middle-aged men looked at each other from a distance and nodded secretly.
One of them knocked the copper bowl in his hand, shook his head and sang:
"The evil worshipers live in Jincheng and wear precious clothes; the evil worshipers drink blood and eat babies; the evil worshipers bring disasters from heaven to thousands of miles away"
As he hummed, others said to them: "I have heard this nursery rhyme in my hometown!"
¡°I¡¯ve heard it too, and I always feel like it¡¯s hinting at something.¡±
"Speaking of which, the fifth girl from the Nan family has the word 'Baoyi' in her name."
"Is she just the witch in the nursery rhymes? Did she cause the drought?"
There are also old, young, women and children who refuse to believe it.
"Miss Nan Wu is so kind-hearted. We have no boys in our family, so we can only survive today because of her secret donations of water and rice porridge."
"Our family is the same"
There was a "bang" sound, and suddenly someone smashed the porcelain bowl viciously.
"There is a witch in the Nan family, but she still has the nerve to pretend to be here to give porridge and charity! Maybe only by burning her to death can rain fall from the sky! I demand that the witch be burned to death to eliminate harm for the people!"
Those in the teamThe men raised their arms and shouted:
"Burn the witch to death and eliminate harm for the people!"
What they said was true.
The original voice of doubt was completely suppressed.
Some refugees who were already violent were quickly incited.
That nursery rhyme is widely sung outside Jinguan City. They have all heard it more or less, and they also feel that Nan Baoyi is very consistent with the evil girl in the nursery rhyme.
The delicate and beautiful face has become a symbol of the enchantress.
The act of giving out porridge and charity seems to be a deliberate attempt to win over people's hearts.
Since the drought occurred, they have been in desperate need of an outlet for the grievances and anger they have suffered in recent days, and they don¡¯t even care what the truth is.
They were so angry that they smashed their jobs, raised their arms and shouted:
"Burn the witch to death and eliminate harm for the people!"
"Burn the witch to death and eliminate harm for the people!"
The cries are endless, continuous and shocking!
Nan Baoyi is still holding a steamed bun in his hand.
She stared blankly at this sudden change, as if feeling something in her heart, she subconsciously raised her head and looked at the distant pavilion.
Behind the flower window, Nan Yan smiled and nodded to her, toasting from a distance.
Nan Baoyi understands.
When Nan Yan and Xia Minghui failed to kill her in Du'anyan, she assumed that they had other tricks up their sleeves.
¡°I didn¡¯t expect that it would be such a sinister move.
The refugees turned into a mob and rushed over desperately.
The good soup kitchen stalls were overrun, and there were atrocities of vandalism, smashing, and looting everywhere!
The housekeeper took the servants to protect Nan Baoyi in time, so she was not beaten by the mob!
Nan Baoyi carried her skirt and walked towards the house, but the mob surrounded them, clamoring to burn her to death.
The servants held sticks and stood in a tense confrontation.
"Xie Chongnu! She is the Xie Chongnu from the nursery rhyme!"
"Burn her to death, burn her to death!"
¡°It turns out that the Nan family¡¯s giving out porridge and charity these days is just a pretense!¡±
¡°It¡¯s so disgusting!¡±
¡°Burn her to death, burn her to death and it will rain!¡±
Those sounds were extremely harsh.
Nan Baoyi¡¯s eyes gradually turned red.
She clutched the hem of her skirt tightly with both hands. She never imagined that one day she would be slandered as an evil and worshipful woman after being reborn and doing good deeds!
Are they so easily instigated?
When she was feeling uncomfortable, countless rotten vegetable leaves were thrown at her!
Even, there are a few rocks mixed in!
Unable to dodge, she quickly squatted on the ground holding her head.
Rotten vegetable leaves fell all over the body.
The stone hits my head, it hurts!
"Second brother"
She whispered almost subconsciously.
The sound of horse hooves begins!
At the end of the street, Xiao Yi came on horseback with an expressionless face!
The war horse leaped high, frightening the mob into retreating.
The Jiu Chi Mo Dao directly cut off the heads of the middle-aged men at the head!
Blood spread all over the ground, and there was silence all around.
Xiao Yi tightened the reins and landed firmly next to Nan Baoyi.
"Nan Jiaojiao."
He held out his hand to her.
Nan Baoyi's eyes were filled with tears and she slowly raised her head.
The young man with a golden face and a jade-like appearance stood upright against the sunset, his brows and eyes gentle.
"Second brother!"
The tears that were held back fell without any scruples.
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