Sheng Yueqing recognized her as the village chief's third aunt and greeted her, "Third aunt, it's me, Sheng Yueqing."

Auntie San looked at the fashionable and beautiful young girl in front of her with surprise, almost not recognizing her.

"Are you Qing'er?"

Sheng Yueqing nodded, "She's my aunt."

Auntie looked at her incredulously, "You've struck it rich?"

Wow, you're dressed so fashionably! The fabric of those clothes must be expensive, right?

Looking at the group of people next to Sheng Yueqing, I wondered, "Who are these people?"

Sheng Yueqing replied, "My family."

Third Aunt was taken aback. "Your family?"

Aren't your family members home?

How come you're here, dressed so fashionably?

They look like they're from a big city.

Sheng Yueqing told her, "Actually, I'm not Zhang Dahua's daughter. The old man picked up the wrong child back then."

Third Aunt was surprised, yet somewhat expected.

"No wonder. I knew Zhang Dahua's eldest daughter was a bit simple-minded and couldn't possibly be as clever as you. Turns out she picked up the wrong person."

No wonder Zhang Dahua treats her like that; it turns out she's not her biological daughter.

Now I understand.

"So what brings you back this time?"

Sheng Yueqing said, "When I get back, I'll ask him about it and offer incense to the old man."

Third Aunt didn't suspect anything and curiously looked at Mr. Sheng and Mrs. Sheng.

Their appearances do indeed resemble Sheng Yueqing's biological parents more.

With Zhang Dahua's triangular eyes, she really couldn't have given birth to such a beautiful child.

Auntie San and a group of elderly villagers gathered together, eating melon seeds and gossiping.

"So it turns out they picked up the wrong one. I was wondering how a fool could suddenly become smart; it turns out it wasn't their own child."

"No wonder Zhang Dahua treated Sheng Yueqing so badly; it turns out she knew this wasn't her child."

"But why would she be willing to raise someone else's child?"

"I guess Old Man Sheng will have to take care of him, right?"

In the Sheng family, it was still Old Master Sheng who was in charge.

"But what are they going to the Sheng family for right now? To settle accounts?"

The aunts exchanged glances, their faces full of gossip. "Let's go take a look."

They followed Sheng Yueqing and the others to the Sheng family home.

Zhang Dahua had just returned from the city. She found Sheng Jinjin a good job as a clerk in a factory. It was a respectable job, and she could marry a city man in the future.

God knows how much effort she put in, and now that it's done, she can't be more proud of herself.

Don't think that Sheng Yueqing, that little vixen, can live a glamorous life in a big city.

According to Grandma He, all the shops they ran in Shanghai have gone out of business.

Not only will I sell my things, but I probably won't have a place to live either. I'll probably have to become a beggar in the future.

In her opinion, she deserved it.

That ignorant and arrogant young girl, does she really think that just because she's good at studying, she can become a big boss?

He's still a beggar in a big city.

In her opinion, her Jinjin is lucky; she has a respectable job now, and her future won't be bad either.

Her period has stopped this month, so it's unlikely she'll have a son.

Therefore, all her hopes are now pinned on Sheng Jinjin.

They're hoping Sheng Jinjin will marry into a wealthy family so they can take care of her in her old age.

Not long after we sat down, a large group of people swarmed in.

Zhang Dahua looked puzzled. "Who?"

If it were someone from the village, their voices would come in even before they entered.

Why is there only footsteps today, and no one is speaking?

Sheng Yueqing walked in and asked her, "Ms. Zhang Dahua."

Zhang Dahua was completely confused.

Who are you?

The room was dark, with no lights on, and you couldn't see anyone clearly.

But the voice sounded somewhat familiar.

Sheng Yueqing went to turn on the light.

With a "snap," the light turned on.

Zhang Dahua was heartbroken. "Do you know how expensive electricity is? You just turned on the light."

The village only got lights in the last few years, and her family got them too, but she couldn't bear to use them.

We usually use candles.

But as soon as the light came on inside, the person opposite could be seen clearly.

"Sheng Yueqing?"

Zhang Dahua opened her mouth wide.

Why are you back?

And she's dressed so fashionably.

This coat is made of such good material; it looks like a wool coat from the city.

Zhang Dahua looked Sheng Yueqing up and down. "You've struck it rich?"

Her eyes lit up. "How much money did you make? Give it to me now!"

As he spoke, he reached into Sheng Yueqing's pocket.

Sheng Yueqing brushed her hand away and looked at her coldly.

"I'm here today to talk to you about serious business."

Zhang Dahua was surprised by her assertiveness and was somewhat confused, but she also felt that it couldn't be anything good.

She retorted irritably, "Now that you're successful, shouldn't you give me some money as a token of your respect?"

"Give me the money quickly, we're starving."

Sheng Yueqing didn't believe it.

“You look radiant; you don’t look like someone who can’t afford to eat.”

"Where is Sheng Jinjin? Where is Sheng Dahu?"

Seeing that she wasn't even calling her parents by their names anymore, Zhang Dahua said angrily, "How can you be so rude? You don't even call your parents 'Dad' and 'Mom' anymore?"

"After a trip to Shanghai, you've learned to disown your parents?"

Sheng Yueqing looked at her coldly, "Parents? Are you your parents?"

These words made Zhang Dahua pause.

"I."

She really isn't.

But she didn't dare to say it.

Before he died, Old Man Sheng instructed that Sheng Yueqing's identity should not be revealed, otherwise her deceased eldest daughter might come looking for revenge.

So she didn't dare to say it.

She was genuinely afraid that her eldest daughter would come back and take revenge on her.

Sheng Yueqing brought stools for her parents to sit on, and then sat down herself.

Tell Zhang Dahua, "You don't need to pretend, I know everything, I'm not your daughter."

"You threw your eldest daughter away a long time ago."

Whether they are alive or dead now, we don't know.

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