At dawn, a red sun rose in the east.

With the hands full of blisters, Ning Shaoqing stroked the sculpture piece. It felt extremely smooth and the touch bestowed a pretty smile on the corners of his lips.

He looked at the time. Just right. Upon finishing breakfast, he could go to school to teach the village children.

He put down the oil paper and made his way noiselessly into the bedroom. Mo Qianxue was still in sound sleep, and her face displayed a subtle smile in her sweet dream. He was quite satisfied about the scene.

Ning Shaoqing, looking tired, got changed without making any noise and went out of the house. Sister Fang happened to come with breakfast. He hurriedly took over the tray of food and also let sister Fang keep her sound low in case that Mo Qianxue might be waken up.

Sister Fang shut up and sneered. She went to the kitchen, pulling sister Guihua over to whisper to her ear, "The Ning couple must have sex last night."

"Ah? That's good! Haha…wait, how do you know?"

"Haha…. Mr. Ning's face looked dull and his eyes were black, but there is smile on his face, so he must be tired from last night's labor. Just now he told me to keep my voice down so that Mrs. Ning could sleep longer."

"What a good man! When we had our first night, we all had to get up to serve the parents-in-law in the next morning…"

"Haha…"

Ning Shaoqing finished breakfast, taking a glance at Mo Qianxue who was still in sleep, satisfied, and got out of the house and went to school.

He had just left when the young Zhao couple also set off and headed for here.

After suffering diarrhea and vomiting for almost a week, the poisonous gas produced by conflicting food began to die out. The two were so tortured that they only recovered a bit after lying on bed for five days.

Sister Zhao gradually came to the realization that something must be wrong. Then she heard that Mrs. Ning hired people to dig tree roots. Two hundred cents! This kind of nice job didn't happen to her! She was so anger and jealous and hated Mrs. Ning, so she discussed with Zhao Ergou that since Mr. Ning must have made a fortune and she was a person who wasted money.

So whether the beef had problems or not, they must go to blackmail her. Probably they could get a fat money from her.

Mo Qianxue was awakened by the noise outside. She held her painful head and sat up in doubt. Opening her eyes, she found it was bright day time and momentarily sprang out of he bed.

What to do! It was so late! She didn't know whether she could finish polishing in one day.

She quickly put on her clothes and walked out of the living room, only to find a few people arguing and pushing each other in the yard.

At this moment, she didn't have the mind to care what they were fight for. Her sculpture was more important. Getting out of the living room, she headed directly for the side room, but sister Zhao had a pair of sharp eyes.

"Mrs. Ning. Stop."

When Mo Qianxue saw it was sister Zhao, she wanted to ignore her and walked ahead. When her hand was touching the door of the side room, Zhao Ergou rushed over and cursed, "You evil woman to frame us like this, now you ignore us?! Are a human being?"

"Heaven help us!" Sister Zhao seized this opportunity to sit on the ground and began to shout with running nose and tears, "Everyone knows we shit and throw up badly a few days ago. Food poison. All because of her!

Back then, I took her back. She had fever, lied on bed and couldn't move. I sent her meals every day and helped her wash. I took pity on her and care of her. But now she becomes so evil! She doesn't have conscience…"

The door of the yard was wide open. Sister Zhao yelled as loud as possible in order to attract people. Of course, soon people came to see what was going on. At once, the yard was full of villagers who came here to watch the interesting scene.

Seeing this, Mo Qianxue knew that unless this matter solved, or she had no chance to start her work.

She cursed in secrecy, turned around and walked to the yard to scold sister Zhao.

At this time, sister Fang had rushed there already, spitting at sister Zhao's face, "Dear heaven! Do you have the face to blame others? They don't know the truth, but I do! You only sent meals here twice, two corn buns each time…"

"What? Corn buns are filling…"

"What? The corn buns you make are hard enough to kill people, fucking filling…"

Listening to sister Fang's words, the crowd laughed. Sister Zhao's corn buns were notoriously hard in the village.

"Oh! You really lost your conscience. Look everyone. Just because my corn buns are hard for her to eat, she should poison us and try to my whole family…"

When his wife was rolling and crying on the ground, Zhao Ergou also stepped forward to continue his wife's accusation, pointing at Mo Qianxue, "Look everyone. You must help us…no matter how, my wife had good intention…but this evil woman should be so vicious and repaid with such! But for luck, our whole family are poisoned dead now!"

He exaggerated and accused her in terms of morality.

If she was convicted, she would have to be imprisoned.

After all, sister Fang was a villager of little knowledge, so the words at once daunted her. Instantly, she stood there stiff in shock, only repeating, "Impossible; you're lying…"

Her former momentum was at once suppressed by the couple.

Mo Qianxue snorted. She had seen shameless people, but never saw a couple shameless as such.

It seemed that unless she did something, or she would sure be blackmailed.

Stepping forward, Mo Qianxue spoke calmly.

Her sound wasn't loud but clear and steady, echoing in the yard.

"Don't spit out shit here. Who went to your house and poisoned you? Did you see me there? Do you have any witness or evidence? Opening your mouth to say crazy things is a kind of disease. Go and find yourselves a doctor!"

"My fellows, look this evil woman! She's cursing me again. I don't want to live anymore. I never expected that this ungrateful person not only refused to confess and make up for us, but only blame us instead…"

"Confess what? Confess that you stole my beef or that you're defaming me? or that you…"

"You, you, you…you're lying! When did I steal your beef?"

Seeing that sister Zhao falling into her trap, Mo Qianxue sneered. Today, she would let her know what it was to throw the helve after the hatchet.