Rebirth: Peasant Girl is Good at Farming

The letter of departure was simple, Ning Yan could read the words on it.

Just like the fictional novels of the later generations, the novel was very pretentious and written by the Village Head.

"For the sake of a married couple, three lifetimes of destiny have befallen them. If they did not get along well, they might as well be enemies. Therefore, they had to face each other. Since the two hearts are different, it is difficult to return to the same intention, quickly meeting all the relatives and returning each to their own path. May the wife, after parting from the family, recomb her hair, sweep her beautiful eyebrows, and coquettishly select the head of the High Palace for a position of power. Each of you will have a happy life after parting from the other. "

Mrs. Qian and Wu Huaishan both pressed down their hand seals, with one for each person, leaving one for the village elder to witness.

When it came to the division of wealth, Wu Huaishan immediately brought out the chest Mrs. Qian when he married into the sect: "This is yours, take it away, I earned the rest, I think you wouldn't be bothered to take it either."

"Right, I disdain taking those things from you." Mrs. Qian forced out a smile, "Hu Zi, move the box away."

"Oh!"

Qian Hu clapped his hands and squatted down to carry the box. Carrying the box, Qian Hu shook it a bit, was it actually that light? After a pause, he put down the box and opened it to see that it was full of old clothes. His face instantly turned black. "When my sister married you, there were so many new clothes and clothes in there."

"I didn't take it, why not? Ask your sister, the clothes she's been wearing all these years weren't picked from the ground."

"Hu Zi, let's go." Mrs. Qian did not want to continue tangling with Wu Huaishan over these things. If they were to disappear, then so be it, if they lost all these things, it would not be easy for them to survive.

After walking out of the alley, Mrs. Qian's smile was retracted and her face was filled with loneliness.

Ning Yan wandered beside the Mrs. Qian, observing her expression. After confirming that the Mrs. Qian did not have any more thoughts, she heaved a sigh of relief. The Mrs. Qian was not even twenty yet, and was as pretty as a flower.

Leaving Wu Huaishan's alley, Mrs. Qian looked at Ning Yan and stuttered: "Sister Ning, can, can I live in your previous courtyard?"

"Sure." Ning Yan had no objections.

The fence enclosed yard had already been repaired by her and the roof could be used continuously for at least three years. The fence door had also been renovated and if not for the ferocious beasts descending the mountain, there wouldn't be any big problems with its safety in the short term.

"Sis, what are you doing here? Come home with me!"

"Hu Zi, when my reputation returns, it will only bring you trouble!"

"Sis!"

"No need to say anymore." Mrs. Qian acted as if she did not want to hear it.

Qian Hu sighed, he knew that he could not persuade Mrs. Qian, and could only take a step back: "Alright, I will bring the box over first, then see what is missing, I will bring it back home."

"Yes."

A few of them walked towards the fence enclosed yard. Young Mrs. Lee, who was standing in the crowd and watching the show, suddenly said: "The old saying goes, we would rather destroy a temple than ruin a marriage. head maid, you are going to get struck by lightning."

Ning Yan stopped and looked at the Young Mrs. Lee in the crowd who had attracted many gazes and was extremely pleased with herself: "Do you have any objections?"

After all, he has a sturdy body and you have been starving for several years. I say, Mrs. Qian, don't be fooled, why don't you want a good man, and what's the point of keeping him company? Isn't it perfectly justified for this man to beat up a woman? There's no need to be so desperate. "

"Looks like Second Uncle hasn't hit you in the past few days. Your skin is itchy." Ning Yan once again understood the terror of the word "slave". There was actually someone who felt that domestic violence was a matter of course.

"You don't have to care about my matters. If you think Wu Huaishan is a good man, you can marry him and use him as your successor."

"What did you say? I'll tear your mouth apart …" Hearing that the Mrs. Qian had brought up Ning Huan, the Elder Mrs. Lee was no longer in a good mood.

Since her family's Huan'er was able to embroider and read, she could also manage the matters of kitchen in a neat and orderly manner.

How could someone like Wu Huaishan, who made a living from hunting, be compatible with his precious daughter?

"I see, it's not because I'm here to look at, but Second Aunt, why are you always staring at Wu Huaishan. Could it be that Second Uncle has been working too hard these past few days, causing you to have other ideas?"

"What nonsense are you spouting …"

"What are you doing? Why aren't you going home to wash your clothes?" With such a big thing happening in the village, as a man, Ning Zhaohui naturally came over as well. He stood amongst the men and followed a group of men to discuss Wu Mei and Wu Huaishan, not really paying attention to the matters of the women.

It was only when everyone turned to look at the Mrs. Qian that they realised their wife was laughing at them. The gaze on them became weirder and weirder, causing Ning Zhaohui's old face to turn red from anger.

"You damn ghost, why aren't you helping me? They're joining together to bully me." As the Young Mrs. Lee spoke, he squatted on the ground and cried.

Ning Yan turned to the side and glanced, only to realize that Young Mrs. Lee had opened her mouth to howl dryly, there were no tears at all.

Then, he looked at Ning Zhaohui's darkening face, and tactfully left with Mrs. Qian.

As for the words that the Young Mrs. Lee said to sow discord, no one took it to heart.

The few of them walked over to fence enclosed yard and pushed open the door. The originally flat ground was now covered in a layer of green grass, and the trees in the courtyard kept chirping after they found out …

Mrs. Qian walked into the room and sat on the bed as she took a deep breath.

Seeing Mrs. Qian's sallow face, Ning Yan did not stay for long, and brought out a bed from his own home: "Rest first, let Baoshi eat dinner at my place, only after you have fully recovered will you have a rest."

"I know. Don't worry, I won't do anything irrational."

"That's good." Ning Yan turned around and returned home.

It was getting dark, Lu Hanzhang's room was closed. Ning Yan walked over and knocked on the door as she tried to test the image of a weak and delicate woman on Lu Hanzhang.

"What's the matter?"

"Can't you come if you're fine?"

"…" Lu Hanzhang didn't say a word and pointed to the moon in the sky.

Ning Yan's face instantly darkened, was this person hinting at something?

The moon? At night? What happened at night? I can't see anyone at night.

The thought of feigning weakness disappeared in an instant. He glanced at the beard on the corner of Lu Hanzhang's mouth and rolled his eyes: "What aesthetic."

"What are you muttering about?"

"It's nothing. I'm just asking you to rest early. Candles also cost money. You don't know how expensive oil and salt are until you're in charge."

"Oh. "I understand."

After Lu Hanzhang finished speaking, he closed the door and returned back to his room.

Ning Yan rubbed her nose, feeling dejected. She had stayed in this world for more than two months now, her originally weak and weak body had grown a little meat.

Looking at herself in the mirror, although she couldn't be said to be a prodigal, she was still gorgeous and had a unique sense of beauty. Even so, she was still chased out of the house when she knocked on the man's door late at night.

Forget it, it's fine if you don't have a man. Moreover, men of this era have different views and can't fall in love.

It was still better to be honest and earn money.

Back in his room, he rested for a while. He could vaguely hear the sounds of children talking outside.

After putting on his clothes, he walked out and saw Wu Baoshi standing in front of Ning Chao, anxiously saying something.

"What's wrong?"

"Aunt, my mother got hot and talked nonsense for a long time."

"I'll go take a look."

While Ning Yan was speaking, she walked out of the courtyard. The two courtyards were next to each other, and in less than a minute, she reached the fence enclosed yard.

Mrs. Qian laid on the bed, her forehead was covered in cold sweat and her face was flushed red.

"It's more than enough, go to the kitchen and give your Aunt Qian a bowl of cold boiled water. I'll go look for Mr Xue."

"Mm, go ahead."

Although Ning Zu was young, she was still able to accomplish simple things on her own. With regards to Ning Zu, Ning Yan was very much at ease.

After giving some instructions, he headed back to Mr Xue's house.

At this time, most of the people in the village had already gone to sleep, but the lights in the Mr Xue's courtyard were still on.

Climbing over the wall, Ning Yan saw Doctor Xue holding a knife in his hand and gesturing with it towards the black dog that had fainted. Only after walking in did she realize that the black dog's chest had been cut open.

Ning Yan watched so intently that her teeth ached.

Is that what you do in surgery?

Just by looking at the place where the black dog had been cut open, Ning Yan knew that the dog life was already gone.

It was good to have ideas, to want to improve in the field of external medicine, but it was wrong to be so reckless.

"Don't bother, he's dead. Wash your hands and go check on the Mrs. Qian."

"How do you know you're dead? Look at your heart, it's still beating. If it's sewn up, it might heal …"

"Do you think it's the hen that laid the eggs? "Cut open the egg, take it out and sew it up."

"Girl Ning, you seem to know a lot about these things?"

"I know how to hunt. Dogs are the same. Give him a proper face and don't torture him." If it wasn't for the anesthetic, this black dog would have died from the pain, and Doctor Xue wouldn't have been proficient in all aspects.

"Is the Mrs. Qian feverish?"

"Yes."

Watching as Doctor Xue placed his hand in the copper basin, washed it, and dried it with linen, Ning Yan threw the kitchen knife into the black dog's heart.

The moment Mr Xue walked out of the door, he took a look at the wall.

"Looks like I'll have to raise the wall a little higher."

"It's useless. There's always a way to get in!" Ning Yan didn't think that a wall could stop her.

After all, humans could borrow tools. Not to mention walls, they had to climb even if they wanted to.

Thinking about it this way, Ning Yan realized that she seemed to have fallen. After coming to this world, she had not gone through extreme sports.

This little amount of training was far from enough.

Now, in this world, one could say that one was relaxed and carefree, while the other was dangerous.

It's better to live in peace... Ning Yan decided that once the barbecue shop could operate normally, she would train with Yue Yang.

When they reached the fence enclosed yard, Mr Xue first took a pulse.

He extended his hands and opened Mrs. Qian's eyes to take a look.

He took out the silver needles and placed them on his acupoints.

The diagnosis was something that took a long time to complete, so after taking back the needles on Mrs. Qian's body, Doctor Xue's forehead was already covered in a thin layer of sweat.