They originally didn’t care, thinking that it wasn’t them who were poisoned, and they even wished An Jing and Xiao Changyi were poisoned to death.
But now, seeing more and more black fungus being dried in Xiao Changyi’s yard, they really couldn’t keep calm: What were Xiao Changyi and An Jing planning to do? They weren’t planning to poison them with the black fungus, were they?
The more they thought about it, the more scared they got, and the more they thought about it, the more terrified they became. The news quickly spread throughout the village, saying that An Jing and Xiao Changyi were drying lots and lots of black fungus, and for a time, the people of Jiuping Village were in a state of panic.
Even the village head couldn’t sit still anymore.
After hurriedly discussing with a few elders in the village, the village head led people to find Xiao Changyi and An Jing.
On the way, quite a few villagers followed along.
A big group of people marched noisily, and before they even reached the thatched cottage, someone called out in a hostile tone, "Xiao Changyi, An Jing, you two better come out here right away!"
In the kitchen, An Jing and Xiao Changyi had just seated themselves, ready for lunch, but just as they picked up their chopsticks, they heard someone calling for them, and the tone was quite bad, clearly there to pick a fight.
An Jing laughed immediately, "Husband, seems like someone needs to be put in their place."
Xiao Changyi didn’t speak, but simply put down his chopsticks, gave An Jing’s head an indulgent touch with his eyes full of affection, then walked out of the kitchen with An Jing, ready to confront them.
At the entrance of the courtyard, they opened the old wooden gate and saw a group of people led by the village head standing outside. An Jing confidently folded her arms and smiled, "Village head, in the middle of this bright day, you’re not eating lunch at home but coming to my house. What for? Could it be that you want to mooch off my meal?"
Without waiting for the village head to utter a word, An Jing continued leisurely, "But what to do, you want to mooch, and I just don’t feel like offering any."
The group was immediately infuriated.
Xiao Zheng had also come along, and he too was angered, but what impressed him more was the new light in which he saw An Jing. She was just a woman, yet with so many people menacingly blocking her doorstep, she didn’t show the slightest fear.
It seemed that the blow she suffered from being sold by Lin Daqiang back then was too great; otherwise, she wouldn’t have changed so much, almost like a completely different person.
"We’re not here to mooch off your meal! We have business with you!" the village head said angrily. Pointing towards the courtyard filled with black fungus still drying, he added, "Why did you pick so many black flowers? Are you planning to poison the entire village?"
These people definitely had paranoia.
An Jingxin now understood what they were here for, but her expression became even more radiantly amused as she turned to look at her husband standing beside her, "Husband, isn’t it funny, these people actually think we want to poison them?"
Xiao Changyi remained silent, his face still expressionless, but his cold gaze scanned over each face at the gate.
Seeing Xiao Changyi , everyone felt an inexplicable chill at the bottom of their hearts and involuntarily stepped back a little.
"You... if you don’t want to poison us, then what do you want with all these black flowers?" the village head asked, trying to keep a firm front.
An Jing didn’t answer the village head, but just smiled slowly, "So afraid that we will poison you, huh... What, have you finally realized you’ve done too many wrongs to us and are afraid we will seek revenge?"
"We haven’t done any wrongs!" someone shouted defiantly, refusing to admit it.
"Is that so..." An Jing chuckled lightly, "Since you haven’t wronged us, why would we poison you? Are we so full that we have nothing better to do?"