The General's Little Peasant Wife Chapter 67

Ning Meng Yao carefully ponder what Qiao Tian Chang said. When she wanted to do nothing before, having and not having was the same. Now, doing these, she naturally needed to hire a few people.
Rubbing her forehead, she said: "I know. There is a need to hire two people here."
"You should see to it." Qiao Tian Chang only suggested this.
After discussing, Ning Meng Yao went to the town the next morning to buy some slaves and bring them back to the village.
When she arrived, seeing a few people, Ning Meng Yao thought to herself whether or not she should turn her back and leave?
"What kind of person do this maiden wants? I have every kind, please take a look." The slave owner saw that Ning Meng Yao was wearing good clothes so she suck up as she spoke.
Ning Meng Yao took a deep breath. She saw the people inside and pointed to three girls, a middle age man, and a middle age woman.
Buying five at once, the owner smiled so wide that only her teeth was seen, not her eyes.
Ning Meng Yao took them back and closed the door then scanned the five people.
"Seeing young miss." The five of them knelt at once and respectfully looked at Ning Meng Yao.
"Uncle Jiang, why are you here?" Ning Meng Yao rubbed her forehead. She did not tell them where she would be living when she left, how could they find her here?
Jiang Quan frowned as he stared at Ning Meng Yao and disapprovingly said: "We were searching for young miss but realized that young miss's courtyard had been burnt to ashes. At the time, I disapprove young miss live in that kind of place but you did not listen."
Heaven knew how worried they were when they saw the ground full of mess.
They did not understand why the young miss chose to live in such a small village courtyard instead of a big good one.
Ning Meng Yao was stunned. So they came because of this.. "The courtyard was burnt by me."
"What? You burnt is? Young miss, why is that?" Jiang Quan looked at his own young miss in disbelief. Did she not like that courtyard very much? Why did she burnt it down?
Ning Meng Yao's expression stiffened as her face carried a stiff smile: "Uncle Jiang, it's like this." Ning Meng Yao told them what happened.
Hearing this, Jiang Quan's face became white: "That d*mn Ling Luo! Does he think that he is so great since he's a heir? D*mn it! We will cut off the supply of their residence!"
"It's fine, Uncle Jiang. I am fine. I have no relation with him." Seeing Uncle Jiang becoming that angry, Ning Meng Yao lightly laughed.
Jiang Quan stared at his young miss while heaved a long sigh, his eyes carried helplessness. At the beginning, they felt that Ling Luo was young miss' good match, but now, he was a sc.u.m.
The girl wearing green clothes at the side angrily said: "Young miss, with just a word of yours, I will ruin their house."
"It's fine, Qing Xue. You are a girl so don't shout hit shout kill." Ning Meng Yao stroke her forehead and sighed. How come the people under here were all violent?
"Young miss, I think what Qing Xue said is right." The girl with a cold expression beside Qing Xue stared at Ning Meng Yao.
When did their young miss become someone others could bully? It was throwing one's life.
It was because of that sc.u.m man, they searched for a long time to find their young miss, really angering them.
Ning Meng Yao who did not know whether to laugh or cry looked at the furious girl: "Qing Shuang, I am fine. This is also not bad. I no longer have any relation to him."
"Alright, you guys. Since young miss said she's fine, then don't speak about this matter again. But don't let that man near young miss, you hear me?" The middle age pozi (woman who teaches girls in ancient times about conducts) gazed at Qing Xue and Qing Shuang and instructed with a cold voice.
"Yes, Qin popo."
No one knew the name of Qin popo. They had called her 'Qin popo' since the moment they met her.
"Since you guys came, then stay here. Building a workshop here to play is not bad." Ning Meng Yao covered her mouth and yawned. She looked at them and spoke casually.
Qing Xue stared at Ning Meng Yao and laughed: "Don't worry, young miss. What are you planning on doing this time?"
"Sauce. There was someone who wants it so I just make it."
"Oh, fine. Leave it to us."
"Alright.