Mingyi took a step and stood in front of Su Qingzhi.

Her eyes were cold and sharp, piercing straight to Wang Chunhua's heart.

"If you lay a finger on her, I'll slap you twenty times, you believe me?"

Wang Chunhua's legs went weak, and she staggered back half a step.

Su Yueyue kept her head down, her whole body trembling slightly.

She's been so busy lately that she completely missed this crucial step.

"She didn't ask me for a letter of introduction."

Shen Wanshan's gaze was cold and stern as he swept his eyes across the audience below the stage before finally settling on Su Yueyue.

“Within a radius of several miles, no one can stay at a guesthouse without the village chief’s signature. This is a rule passed down from our ancestors.”

"Dare to skip me and go find the main force? Hmph, no one has ever succeeded."

As soon as he finished speaking, the surroundings fell silent.

Su Qingzhi took half a step forward, her gaze falling on the two muddy marks on Su Yueyue's feet, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

"Then tell me, this red mud on the soles of your shoes only grows on the hillside behind our village. What were you doing there in the middle of the night?"

Upon hearing Su Qingzhi's words, Su Yueyue immediately lowered her head and glanced at her shoes in a flustered manner.

My gaze fell on the edge of the left shoe sole, where the ring of red mud was particularly eye-catching.

Her heart sank instantly.

"This...this is from when I stepped on it while climbing the mountain!"

She blurted out her defense, her voice trembling slightly.

"Who doesn't know I've been spending all my time in the mountains lately? Digging for medicinal herbs, picking mushrooms, turning over tree roots—I'm always covered in mud!"

She was actually quite pleased with herself.

My luck has been incredibly good on my last few trips into the mountains.

They dug up wild ginseng seedlings and found Ganoderma lucidum under a century-old pine tree.

I also picked a few he shou wu plants that were hidden in the cracks of the rocks.

These items were taken to the county and exchanged for a large sum of money.

Xie Daping and Xie Yichang were still ignoring her when I saw them recently.

What about now?

He greeted her with a smile the moment he saw her, and his words were full of flattery.

Besides, red clay doesn't just grow in the ground.

They are everywhere, on the hillside and along the paths.

Why do you say that the mud came from when she stepped on the paddy field ridge?

"Su Yueyue".

Su Qingzhi suddenly spoke, her voice abruptly lowered.

"Do you know that there's a half-footprint on that patch of mud?"

"Not too big, not too small, just right to match the pattern on the sole of your shoes."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mingyi rushed forward.

She yanked off her left shoe.

Immediately afterwards, she used her other hand to reach out and ripped the shoe off her right foot.

Su Yueyue's foot slipped, and she staggered, almost falling.

Without saying a word, Mingyi put the shoe directly on the mud.

She crouched down, squinted, and took a closer look.

His pupils constricted sharply, and he blurted it out.

"It matches! These are the ones! Look here! The wear on the outer side of the sole, and the tear in the forefoot, match the footprints in the mud perfectly! There's no mistake!"

All eyes in the room immediately turned to Su Yueyue.

Her jaw clenched so tightly it made a grinding sound, and her face flushed red.

"Women's feet are all about the same size! Aunt Li, Liu Guixiang, Sister-in-law Zhao... whose feet aren't the same size as mine? Why are you blaming me? This is a frame-up!"

You can tell it's her just from half a footprint?

No way!

She sneered inwardly.

Even if there were real evidence in front of her, she could still refute it with confidence.

"Who knows if someone stole my shoes and framed me? These days, people are all capable of anything."

There was no surveillance in the 1960s.

As long as she denies it, no one can do anything to her.

At this moment, Su Qingzhi walked up to Shen Wanshan and said calmly.

“Su Yueyue, tell me, whose shoes in the village are worn exactly like yours? It’s not just about the size; the location, depth, and shape of the wear must all match.”

Su Yueyue has flat feet and always leans to one side when she walks.

Especially on the right foot, the inside of the shoe was subjected to too much force, which caused the shoe to wear out long ago.

Normally, thick insoles cover it up, so no one notices.

But the shape of that hole was exactly the same as the half-footprint on the ridge.

Even the direction of the cracks is completely aligned.

Su Yueyue went over to take a look early on, and her heart almost stopped for a moment.

She tried to remain calm, but her legs had already uncontrollably taken a half step back.

Wang Chunhua squeezed forward and immediately spotted the footprints.

Looking at her daughter's pale face, her heart sank.

She immediately rushed over and pulled Su Yueyue behind her.

He then raised his head and roared loudly.

"I did it! Don't touch my daughter, come at me if you have a problem! I sneaked out last night and stepped on that paddy field ridge, it was me! Don't pressure her!"

Su Qingzhi was stunned.

Unexpectedly, Wang Chunhua was able to shoulder everything for Su Yueyue.

Her mother truly cherishes Su Yueyue dearly.

"mom……"

Su Yueyue called out softly.

She never expected that Wang Chunhua would step forward without hesitation and take all the responsibility upon herself.

Wang Chunhua gently patted Su Yueyue's hand.

"Stop talking, I did it."

Then she began to explain.

“After you came back, you slept with me. At night, when I got up to use the outhouse, it was so dark that I couldn’t see my hand in front of my face. I was wearing your shoes, and I was too lazy to find anything else, so I just wore them to the fields.”

She slowly raised her head, her gaze sweeping over everyone present.

He curled his lip slightly and sneered.

"Su Mingdong deserved it!"

Her voice suddenly rose in pitch.

“My daughter is so considerate! From the day they moved into the village, she went to their house every day, bringing them tea, food, and soup, afraid that they would be hungry or cold. But what did they do? They were cold and indifferent, and wouldn’t even say 'thank you'!”

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