Chapter 042: Gift

Meng Chifei and his party arrived at Wen Yan's house, only to find that Wen Yan was not there.

There was only a little boy and an old lady in the family.

Ying Zhihai opened the door a crack, poked his head out, and looked up at the tall men in front of him: "Who are you looking for?"

These people were really tall, and Ying Zhihai was a little scared.

"Is Wen Yan at home? I am her sister." Meng Chifei looked at the little kid in front of him and smiled very kindly.

Ying Zhihai's eyes lit up: "Are you Sister Chi Fei?"

Meng Chifei nodded.

Ying Zhihai immediately smiled widely.

"My sister-in-law is not at home right now. She went up the mountain to look for stones. You guys wait at home for a while." He opened the door and made a "please" gesture like a little adult.

Meng Chifei was amused by his little adult appearance. He pinched his chubby cheeks and asked him in a soft voice: "Then tell me, which mountain did your sister-in-law go to? I'll go find her."

Ying Zhihai pointed to the mountain behind the village and said, "My sister-in-law and the others went into the mountain. I don't know where they went."

"Thank you." Meng Chifei pinched his cheek and turned to leave.

"Wait a minute." Grandma Wu suddenly said, "The back mountain is very big, it's not easy to find them. They will be back in the afternoon. You are Wen Yan's friends, why don't you come to my house and wait."

"No need, I have a way to find her." Meng Chifei bowed to the Fifth Grandma and pulled Ying Zhihai's pigtail.

She turned to Meng Xiyan and said, "Brother, you guys wait at home. I'm going to the mountain to look for someone."

After saying that, she used her Qinggong skills, took advantage of the momentum to move a few times, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Ying Zhihai was so shocked that his eyes widened and his mouth opened so wide that an egg could fit in it!

"Great... hero!" Sister Chi Fei not only looks like a fairy in a painting, but also a heroine in an opera!

Even the villagers who were watching from behind exclaimed in amazement.

Then the villagers turned their attention back to the two carriages.

The carriage was full, and I wonder what good things were inside.

These people are well-dressed and have the ability to climb walls and fly over rooftops. They are definitely not ordinary people.

The gift cannot be an ordinary thing.

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Meng Chifei went all the way to the back mountain and found a big tree halfway up the mountain.

She moved up in a few moves.

She took out a red jade whistle and blew it hard.

Short, crisp whistles echoed through the mountains and forests.

Wen Yan had just come out of an abandoned mine when he heard a familiar whistle.

"It's Sister Chi Fei who came to see me." She happily put down the bamboo basket she was carrying.

He took out a white jade whistle from his shoulder bag and blew it hard, producing a different rhythm.

The crisp sound echoed among the trees and soon there was an echo.

After a while, a red figure was seen jumping and floating among the woods, and finally landed in front of Wen Yan.

"Sister Chi Fei!" Wen Yan happily went forward and hugged her.

Meng Chifei is tall, and Wen Yan is like a little bird in her arms.

Meng Chifei hugged her back and the two girls were intimate for a while.

Meng Chifei then asked her, "What are you doing in this mountain?"

Wen Yan pointed to a basket full of stones on the ground and said, "There used to be several abandoned mines here. There are some associated minerals that can be made into pigments."

Meng Chifei asked, "Is the output large?"

Wen Yan smiled and said, "It's not bad. The current proven reserves are enough for a small workshop to mine for five or six years. If we dig deeper, there might be even larger mineral resources."

These gains are worth her efforts over the past few days.

Meng Chifei pinched her cheek and shook her left and right: "As expected of my sister Meng Chifei, you can find ways to make money wherever you go."

"Let's go home first." Wen Yan took her hand, "I have prepared something good for you, you will definitely like it."

They walked back together.

We soon returned to the village.

From a distance, I could see that the courtyard gate was surrounded by a crowd of people.

Two burly men stood at the gate of the courtyard, holding big swords and with stern faces, guarding the door of the Ying family like door gods.

The villagers who came to join in the fun stretched their necks, but did not dare to go beyond the line.

But there were also brave children who climbed up the tree and looked inside.

But no one expelled them.

As soon as Wen Yan appeared, the villagers looked at her.

"The scholar's wife is back." Everyone made way for her.

Wen Yan smiled and said, "I have guests coming to my house to entertain, so everyone should go back first."

An aunt stepped forward and said, "Mrs. Scholar, who is this friend of yours? He brought two carts of stuff here."

"I'm Yanyan's best friend. I wasn't there when Yanyan got married, so I came here today to visit her and give her the wedding gifts. The carriage only contains some food and drinks, nothing valuable. Go back quickly, folks."

Meng Chifei's tone was light.

How could two trucks full of stuff like that be worthless?

Not only did the villagers not leave, they became even more curious.

They all encouraged Wen Yan to bring out the gifts so that everyone could open their eyes.

Wen Yan smiled helplessly: "Let's do it another day. When I have sorted out my things, I will invite everyone to come and see it."

A sneer rang out from the crowd: "Are you hiding something? They're not your friends at all. They're here to settle a score with you!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Mrs. Qiao looking at the sky with a gloating look on her face.

Everyone was very curious about who would come to deal with Wen Yan.

Mrs. Qiao was eager to see Yan embarrassed, so she naturally wouldn't hide it.

She immediately revealed the grudge between her and the Wen family.

Mrs. Qiao is very articulate.

The Wen Yan she mentioned was a complete ungrateful person who had taken over someone else's identity, was ungrateful, and even turned the tables on others.

Mrs. Qiao pointed at the two "door gods" at the entrance and said, "Look at the postures of these two. Who brings servants to guard the door when visiting relatives and friends?"

Everyone agreed with what he said.

"I never thought that the scholar's wife, who looks so delicate and pretty, would actually do such an ugly thing as selling her wedding dress. If she were my daughter-in-law, I would have broken her legs and sent her back to her parents' home!"

"The Wen family raised her for over a decade. Even if she didn't have any credit, she must have worked hard! I didn't expect her to repay their kindness with hatred."

The villagers who originally had a good impression of Wen Yan now began to feel disgusted with her.

There was even an aunt who spat.

It was as if Wen Yan was some kind of dirty thing.

Wen Yan was not angry.

Instead, Meng Chifei was so angry that his eyes widened.

She recognized it at a glance. It was the old woman who was tormenting Wen Yan.

She walked over, grabbed Mrs. Qiao's collar, and lifted her up.

Mrs. Qiao kicked her feet in panic, her old face turning pale with fear.

"Coward!"

As soon as Meng Chifei loosened his grip, Mrs. Qiao fell to the ground.

She glanced at Mrs. Qiao with disdain, then said to everyone with a smile, "Since the uncles and aunts want to see them, I will put these gifts out for everyone to see to their heart's content!"

At her command, two guards went to move things from the carriage.

The things were laid out one by one.

The villagers who had been making a fuss just now were stunned.