The Farmer Girl Gets Rich

A Wan didn't dare to go out this time, and greeted Niuniu into the house: "Did you sneak out again?"

Niuniu nodded, and said aggrievedly: "I didn't secretly paint that day, but my mother took me back. I have never found a chance to say sorry to you!"

Awan was a little embarrassed to hear that, she also left last time, and she didn't apologize to the kid!

He said: "It's okay Niuniu, my sister also left that day when something happened, no wonder you!"

After listening to Niuniu, she excitedly took out something from her arms and handed it to Awan: "Sister, I secretly took this out from the ancestral hall. Look, this is my sister!"

Awan was very curious. She was shocked when she saw the portrait unfolding in front of her, and when she saw the unparalleled appearance of the woman, like a fairy.

The shock is not because of her beauty, but because of her looks, this person and herself

Niuniu also saw Awan's surprise, and said: "Sister, I didn't lie to you? I told you that you and my sister look like!"

The woman in the painting is more than just a portrait, almost exactly the same as her own.

Awan only felt her mouth dry and her voice began to tremble: "Where is your sister now?"

How could there be such a similar person in this world? Awan couldn't believe it, she looked even more like twins!

There was something struggling to come out of the head portrait in her mind, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't think of anything.

"My sister died many years ago!" Niuniu said sadly: "I heard my father say that my sister died for the sake of the world, and she is our hero!"

To die for the common people of the world?

This woman is just a weak woman. How can she die for the sake of the world?

When Awan was about to ask, Anan’s excited voice came from outside: "Awan, Awan"

As soon as the two of them got up, the door was pushed open from the outside. Anan walked in with a flower rabbit in his arms, very excited: "Awan, look, I'm holding a rabbit again, this time more It's a variety!"

Anan didn't notice that there was an extra child in the house. He held the rabbit and wanted to give it to Awan as if offering a treasure.

When Niuniu saw someone coming in, she suddenly yelled: "Brother-in-law, brother-in-law"

Brother-in-law?

A Wan's gaze shifted from Anan to Niuniu's body, she looked excited, not like a fake.

With the previous exchanges, Awan was completely certain that Niuniu called Anan to be her brother-in-law, and she must have seen his portrait.

Anan only noticed that there were other people at the head of the house. When he saw that it was a six or seven year old child, he was a little surprised: "Who is this?"

"My name is Niuniu, I am from the village of regret, brother-in-law, why are you here? This person is like my sister!" Niuniu seemed to be familiar with herself, and she was going to pull Anan's hand.

After listening to her, Anan was so shocked that he couldn't grasp the rabbit in his arms firmly. The rabbit leaped from his hand, and went out of the door in three or two steps and disappeared!

Awan is completely dumbfounded at the moment!

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Niuniu said that her sister was dead, but she called Anan to be her brother-in-law. In other words, the husband of the woman in the painting did not die. Could it be Anan?

But, obviously he is Anan's sweetheart?

The more she thought about it, the more painful her head became, as if it was about to explode, she clutched her head tightly and let out a painful moan.

"Awan, Awan, what's the matter with you?" Upon seeing this, Anan stepped forward and hugged Awan, and shouted distressedly: "Awan"

Awan, this is my sister's name!

Historically, children who grew up in Regret Mountain must first learn to do one thing from remembering things, that is, remembering their sisters, first knowing them, and then remembering them in their hearts.

Niuniu started with her memorials. In addition to playing and crying, what she did the most was to listen to people in the village telling stories about her sister and her brother-in-law. She knew that her sister and her brother-in-law loved each other very much, and they were both talented and beautiful, very, very affectionate.

But now, her brother-in-law is with another person like her sister, which makes her feel very strange. Isn't her sister dead?

Niuniu didn't know how she got home. Zhang Daqiang saw Niuniu sitting in the yard with a confused look, and asked her, "What's wrong with my Niuniu? Who upset you?"

Niuniu looked up, with countless doubts in her eyes: "Father, sister, is she really dead?"

Zhang Daqiang nodded and let out a loud voice, "Yes!"

"But" Niuniu said, "I saw a person who is exactly like her brother-in-law today!"

"What did you say? You said you saw your brother-in-law? Did you admit it?" Zhang Daqiang asked in confusion.

"I heard my sister calling him Anan, and he looked exactly like the portrait of grandpa!"

Zhang Daqiang took a serious look at Niuniu. Although Niuniu is young, she is sensible and precocious. She has always liked her sister in her heart. Her favorite story is the story of her sister and brother-in-law, and she has seen the portrait of Anan many times. That proves that Niuniu did not recognize the wrong person!

After Awan died more than ten years ago, Anan disappeared, and the group of people who were chasing her sister back then died one after another. No one knew who did it!

However, it is obvious that this will only be done by Anan! After more than ten years, could he have appeared again?

"Niuniu, where did you see your brother-in-law?" Zhang Daqiang asked excitedly.

"I'm at my mother-in-law's house!" Niuniu said hurriedly, not knowing why her father was so excited.

Zhang Daqiang nodded, and was a little embarrassed: the village head is not in the village, this is to find the brother-in-law, how can they be qualified to talk to the brother-in-law?

After thinking about it, he decided to go and see if it was brother-in-law!

However, after Niuniu said something, Zhang Daqiang was shocked again: "Father, I am with my brother-in-law, and my sister. My sister is exactly the same as the sister in the portrait!"

A Wan had a splitting headache, lying on the bed tossing over and over, her head was like countless **** of cotton thread mixed together, she didn't know what to do!

There is always someone calling her in her mind: Wan'er, Wan'er

His voice is soft and tender, but with endless despair and loneliness.

Is it Anan?