I Was Called a Poor Widow, But I Relied on My Supernatural Powers To Fight Back In Ancient Times

Chapter 593: Meeting someone you don’t want to see

Bai Yunxi listened to Du's thoughts, looked at her tangled eyes, and sighed silently, there was no way, fate played tricks on people, and some people's lives were so rough.

　　Obviously you have both parents and brothers and sisters, but living in an extremely selfish family is also a kind of sadness.

People cannot choose their own origin, nor can they be so ruthless as to ignore their parents, but within the scope of their responsibilities, they can do their best.

Thinking of this, Bai Yunxi looked at Li who was eager to try, and chuckled,

"You, don't give in, your sister-in-law can still fight for you. Since your father has just come to see you, he should also know that our family has a filial piety period. Later, you can let the second brother drive the ox cart and take the You go back to your parents’ home and stay there for a few days to fulfill your filial piety to your father.”

Hearing her mother-in-law’s tone, her eyes suddenly lit up, “Do you want Brother Yan to go back to your parents’ home with me?”

 She was still driving the bullock cart back. If Old Man Li saw her, he would definitely be so happy that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.

Looking at Li's excited look, Bai Yunxi curled up the corners of his mouth,

“Hurry up and get the new clothes ready. Wear the new clothes when you go back. My father-in-law will be even happier when he sees you.”

"I will embroider the second sister-in-law first," Bai Jingjing looked at her with a smile, took the embroidery shed and embroidered peonies for her.

Mrs. Du looked at her and couldn't help but curl her lips. She was really envious of her second sibling who was so looking forward to returning to her parents' home.

"Add me, and I will sew clothes for you." If it was a competition of strength, she couldn't do it, but compared to the speed of sewing clothes, Li's two bundles together couldn't catch up with her.

“Hmm, with my little sister and sister-in-law helping me, I will definitely be able to put on the new clothes.” Mrs. Li’s eyes narrowed as she smiled.

Seeing that their sister-in-law and sister-in-law were getting along happily, Bai Yunxi stood up and said, "You are busy, I will go out for a walk."

 Speaking, he also called the soft dog together.

One person and one dog walked to the **** on the other side of the Qingshui River. They looked back and forth, and the more they looked, the more satisfied they became.

 Build a duck farm here. The event venue would be large enough, far away from the village, and there would be no smell.

Looking around, Bai Yunxi was just about to return to the village with Ruogouzi, when he saw Chen Jiao and her daughter returning from their parents' home.

  Sometimes she is also very strange. Once she becomes disgusted with someone, no matter what she does, she feels very awkward.

Especially knowing that they were targeting Xiao Wu and trying to pick peaches halfway, she was even more disgusted.

In order to avoid the embarrassment of the encounter, Baiyunxi changed its route directly and took the soft dog to the west hillside, taking a look at the crops in the fields.

After the chaotic days passed, Baiyunxi gave Shennong's planting manual to Lao Er again and asked him to study it carefully.

Chen Jiao and her daughter naturally saw Baiyun Xi, but because they were afraid of the big wolf dog around her, they did not dare to get close.

Xing'er looked at Bai Yunxi, who was wearing a ginger-yellow dress, and the bun on her head was fixed with an old silver hairpin. She looked very noble at first glance.

Thinking of brother Xiaowu, Xing'er pursed her lips and lowered her head. The good mood of going to her grandma's house suddenly disappeared.

Chen Jiao, who knew her daughter Mo Ruomu, held her son in her arms, looked at her daughter's aggrieved eyes, and raised the corners of her mouth gently.

 “Myolie is unhappy?”

“Mom, my aunt doesn’t seem to like me.” She couldn’t choose her origin. Her aunt was a scholar, so she should be clear about this.

Hearing the pitiful appearance of his daughter, Chen Jiao smiled softly and said,

“What does it matter? As long as your little brother likes it, it’s all right. Women have to let men love you. As long as men care about you, no matter how dissatisfied your mother-in-law is, she still has to pinch her nose and admit it?”

 (End of this chapter)