Farmer sister: Escape from wilderness and farm with Lingquan space

Almost as soon as Chen Huiniang finished speaking, Boss Chen quickly denied it.

"No! No! Don't listen to my mother's nonsense. She is talking nonsense now and is not credible at all. Everything he just said is nonsense. Don't believe it."

Everyone was in an uproar. Which son would say such nonsense to his mother?

Chen Huiniang naturally didn't believe what Mr. Chen said. She looked at Mr. Chen's guilty and evasive eyes and understood in her heart that this was definitely not nonsense made by Mrs. Chen.

When people are unconscious, they may speak incoherently and reveal some of the things they have hidden in their hearts.

Although there are some distortions, they will never fabricate things that do not exist out of thin air.

Since Old Mrs. Chen keeps saying that she was picked up, she is definitely not Old Mrs. Chen's biological child.

Chen Huiniang turned to look at the people in Chenjia Village again, and asked with sincere eyes:

"Uncles and aunts, after all, you have watched Hui Niang grow up, and you should know whether my parents picked me up or were their biological children. Please tell me, Hui Niang is very grateful!"

However, everyone in Chenjia Village looked at each other with strange eyes, and no one was willing to stand up and speak.

Someone murmured: "It's been so many years, who still remembers it?"

Chen Huiniang was very disappointed. Some of these villagers had given her a little warmth when she was a child, comforted her after she was beaten, and secretly stuffed her with half a whole grain pancake when she was hungry. She was not under Mrs. Chen's control. When I'm a little relaxed, I help those people with work, which can be regarded as some friendship.

But now, no one is willing to stand up and tell her what they know.

Qiao Ran looked at the strange-looking villagers of Chenjia Village and sneered in her heart.

There was a smile on his face, and he turned back to his carriage and took out a small cloth bag.

She returned to Chen Huiniang, waved the small cloth bag in her hand in front of everyone, and said, "Whoever tells the truth about that year in the most detail, this bag of fried noodles will belong to him."

Suddenly everyone in Chenjia Village looked at the cloth bag in Qiao Ran's hand. It seemed that the bag contained at least ten kilograms of fried noodles.

Now all their food has been stolen. There was a fight yesterday and many people were injured. Everyone was so busy that they didn't rest until midnight.

I haven't eaten much and I've been busy for so long. I haven't eaten anything until this morning and I'm already hungry.

And now that they are powerless, they may not be able to rob other refugees again.

If he could get that bag of fried noodles, he could at least survive for a few days without starving to death.

Maybe in a few days your health will be better and you will have strength again, and then you can go rob other refugees again.

But for now, at least make sure you have something to fill your stomach in the next few days, otherwise you may starve to death before you can get food.

Thinking of this, almost everyone had greed in their eyes and stared straight at the bag in Qiao Ran's hand.

It's just that the people of Chenjiacun thought about the noisy behavior of Mrs. Chen and her children and grandchildren, and were afraid of making them unhappy. If the time came, they would bite them and not let them go, so they wouldn't be embarrassed.

So everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but no one dared to speak first.

Qiao Ran was not in a hurry. She looked at those people with a smile on her lips and waited quietly.

Finally, a woman sitting on the ground holding a child looked at the child in her arms and gritted her teeth and said:

"They don't tell me, I tell you! In fact, no one in our village knows whether you were born to them or not. That year, Mrs. Chen and her husband said they went out to do business and did not come back until a year later. When they came back, they hugged each other The swaddling clothes you wear don’t look gorgeous, and the clothes you wear are cotton clothes worn by ordinary children, but everyone just feels that you don’t look like you were born to Mrs. Chen..."

Seeing someone speaking, others were afraid that the bag of grain would fall into other people's hands, so they hurriedly spoke.

"Yes, yes, I remember it too. At that time, Mrs. Chen was holding you with a handkerchief on your head as if you were in confinement. But it was a hot summer, and you didn't look like you were still there. The appearance of a less than full moon..."

"I remember it too! At that time, Old Man Chen was carrying a big baggage on his back, which should contain clothes. When people in the village asked, they only said that you were their little girl who was born outside..."

"Yes, yes. At that time, many people went to your home to see you. They all said that your child was white and fat. I don't know how Mrs. Chen fed you so well. After all, she had two When my son was young, he was as skinny as a monkey. How could you be so white, fat and cute..."

"Really? You looked like a child from a wealthy family in the city at that time. Not only were you white and tender, but your eyes were also very big and flickering, as if your eyes could talk. Everyone praised your appearance. They say that Mrs. Chen and her husband are so ugly, how could they give birth to such a beautiful baby like you..."

"I still remember that your mother-in-law's family used to be famously poor in the village. Your parents had to support two sons, so how could they have extra money for business? But after they came back, the family built a new house, and everyone was well-dressed. Even though you are so glamorous, you still buy meat every now and then. You no longer farm the ten acres of thin farmland at home. You buy grain every day and eat fine rice and white flour. If your father hadn’t had an accident later, your family would have suddenly fallen into decline. We thought your parents really went out to do business and made a lot of money and became members of the family!"

……

Everyone rushed to speak, hoping that I could speak more so that Qiao Ran could give him the bag of fried noodles.

At this time, Mr. Chen’s wife, who came back from pouring the water, was also anxious. She was also greedy for the bag of fried noodles!

Seeing that everyone was rushing to talk, she simply ran directly in front of Qiao Ran and reached out to grab the bag in Qiao Ran's hand.

Qiao Ran turned sideways and stepped back, but Chen Liu was in the air and rushed forward, eating shit directly.

She quickly stood up from the ground, not caring to brush off the grass clippings on her body, and said eagerly:

"What do they know? Just ask me about what happened back then! Apart from my parents-in-law, my husband and my brother-in-law, I am the only one who knows the best!"

Boss Chen was staring gloomily at the villagers who were talking, trying to warn them not to talk nonsense.

However, for that bag of fried noodles, others didn't care to look at him.

Just when he wanted to sew those people's mouths shut, he didn't expect that his mother-in-law also stood up.