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What Jin Xiaodie needed now was a good night's sleep. She looked at her elder sister gratefully, "Thank you so much, elder sister."

"Hey, we're all sisters, there's no need to thank me. Why are you courting me?" Jin Xiaoyan laughed heartily and led Jin Xiaodie to the east-side room, "You will sleep here for the next few days. If you need anything, feel free to tell me."

Jin Xiaodie nodded.

"Alright, go to sleep first." Jin Xiaoyan left as soon as she finished her sentence, but felt that something wasn't quite right as she patted herself on the head. "Oh my memory, second sister, what will you wear tomorrow if your clothes are so rotten?"

Thinking of this, he hurriedly took his best clothes and went to the ear room.

He didn't expect that after entering the door, he would run into Jin Xiaodie who had taken off her outer garment. The white lining inside was also rotten, revealing her purple skin.

This was clearly being beaten.

Jin Xiaoyan's expression suddenly changed. She took a few steps forward and grabbed Jin Xiaodie's arm, her pupils filled with anger: "Who beat you to such a state?!"

Recalling what Jin Xiaodie said, he asked immediately, "Was it done by Jiang Qingshou?" What kind of vicious heart did he have to beat you to such a state! "

Jin Xiaodie pulled at her clothes in an attempt to cover her wound. She looked flustered, "I'm fine. I fell down on my own."

She struggled with all her might, but a letter suddenly flew out from her sleeve and landed right on top of Jin Xiaoyan's chest. Jin Xiaoyan caught it and caught it.

"The divorce papers!"

That bastard Jiang Qingshu!

Jin Xiaoyan had an extremely ugly look on her face. "I beat you up and even gave you a break! To think that you've been following him like that all these years. I, Jin Xiaoyan, will go ask that beast what face he has left you with!"

He was about to run out the door.

Tears streamed down Jin Xiaodie's face. She hugged Jin Xiaoyan and sobbed, "I beg you, big sister, don't go find Jiang Qingshu, don't go find him …"

The sobs turned into tears. Jin Xiaodie almost couldn't stop crying, she could only hug her elder sister tightly.

Jin Xiaoyan felt angry and pained at the same time. She turned around and hugged Jin Xiaodie, asking with hatred, "I must find that beast. He treats you like this. As an elder sister, how can I not seek justice?"

She pulled Jin Xiaodie away, and said in a serious tone, "Don't worry, elder sister won't let you be bullied for nothing."

"Big Sis and Big Sis!" When Jin Xiaodie saw that her elder sister was about to go out again, she quickly stood in front of her, begging with tears in her eyes, "Elder sister, I know you did it for me, but I beg you, please keep quiet, I …" "I …"

Recalling the past, Jin Xiaodie was regretful. However, she didn't have the face to tell him the reason. She could only feel pain.

What was going on?

Jin Xiaoyan looked at her sister's sorrowful request and sighed. She pulled her sister onto the bed. "Forget it. I won't go."

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The next morning, Jin Xiaodie opened her hazy eyes. She had been awakened by an attractive fragrance. What smell was this?

She put on the clothes that Jin Xiaoyan had given her the day before. Although it was the best set she had, it still felt rough to the touch. She casually rubbed her clothes while feeling a burst of hunger.

The fragrance in the air was even more tempting.

Jin Xiaodie gave up rubbing her clothes and quickly walked out.

The kitchen of the farmhouse was usually in a disadvantageous position. Jin Xiaodie easily found the right place in order for the smoke to scatter with the wind. She stuck her head in and peeked her head in.

He saw Jin Xiaoyan lifting the lid of the pot. In the large black iron pot and the milky white broth, a complete hen was rolling back and forth in the boiling broth.

She couldn't help but swallow her saliva. She licked her lips and smiled, "Big Sis, you got up so early to cook."

Jin Xiaoyan turned around and smiled at him, covering the pot with her hands. "It's getting late. If you don't prepare soon, it'll be too late. Hurry up and wash up, then we'll start our meal."

Jin Xiaoyan's family wasn't rich, and as a woman of the village, she would usually live her days in peace. Normally, not to mention stewed chicken, she would occasionally cut off some large pieces of meat and was reluctant to eat them all in one go.

It was all for his sake. Big Sis was really nice to her!

Thinking of this, Jin Xiaodie felt warm in her heart. In the past, she had let her big sister down, so she must treat her well.

With this thought in mind, Jin Xiaodie went to the courtyard and washed her face with water. If it was in the past, she would have despised the Jin Xiaoyan family for not having a single piss. But now, she felt that the water in the well was a top-notch beauty saint.

At this moment, Jin Xiaoyan had also prepared breakfast.

The moment she entered the room, Jin Xiaodie saw her elder sister bending over to place the bowl down.

Jin Xiaoyan heard the sound of footsteps and turned around. "Come quickly and eat," she said.

The moment she turned around, all the food behind her was revealed.

He only saw two dishes of vegetables, without any trace of oil. The only good thing was the millet congee over there, which was still yellow and orange at the very least.

However, Jin Xiaodie was very clear about how painful it would be to swallow such a small grain of rice.

Strange, where's the chicken soup? Where's the old hen? And the bacon hanging from the beam?

Why didn't he see any of them?

Jin Xiaoyan noticed the strange look on Jin Xiaodie's face and asked, "What's wrong?"

After a short pause, Jin Xiaodie reminded in a low voice, "Big sister, if you don't bring that old hen up soon, it will be cold."

"Chicken soup, it won't cool. I've been stewing it on a low heat. I'm just waiting for the students to come back so I can enjoy it." Jin Xiaoyan was looking forward to seeing the treasure return home, and the smile on her face couldn't be stopped.

This old hen had stewed the meat for her son, Zheng Xuanzhi. Naturally, the cured meat had been prepared for him as well. He had been touched for a long time, but he only thought it was sentimental.

Jin Xiaodie was upset. She touched the porridge bitterly and quietly took a sip of the congee. As expected, the rice grains were rough and unbearable.

After breakfast, Jin Xiaoyan got busy again. Her precious son was coming home, how could she cook only two dishes? It was a good time, and the vegetables and fruits in the garden were all ripe, just in time to make a feast.

She carried the basket to the garden.

Jin Xiaofan's family was not rich after all. If he had eaten and drank for free, it would be good for a day or two, but it would be boring for a long time.

When the two of them reached the garden, Jin Xiaoyan said, "Second sister, you go pick the cucumbers. I have a hoe to dig up the vegetables."

As he said that, he handed a sackcloth package to Jin Xiao Die.

"Okay," Jin Xiaodie answered, taking the bag and picking the cucumber.