After seeing the two off, Anran went into the space to wash up, crawled into the bed and had a good sleep. No matter what they were thinking, sleeping was the most important thing...

The next day, An Ran got up early to exercise, picked up some firewood at the foot of the mountain and carried it back. Chen Manman and the others had just finished preparing the meal.

The five of them sat down to eat, and Fu Xiaoxiao asked: Ranran, Chinese New Year is in five days. We are going to the town to buy some food for the New Year. Do you want to go?

An Ran shook her head and said: I won’t go. When I come back, everything will be ready. There is nothing missing.

Several people nodded and did not invite her to join. After the meal, An Ran took over the bowls of several people and said: "You guys go and pack up and go to town. I will wash the dishes." Several people did not refuse and went back to the house to pack up and left the yard.

After washing the dishes, she first went to the small workshop, saw a few people busy at work, took a look around and left.

Then he found a deserted place, entered the space, and went to Wang Shuanzhu's village.

After arriving at Wangjiagou, An Ran was stunned. Is this so fucking poor?

This is clearly a village that even mice wouldn't want to visit!

Although this era is poor, this is a new level of poverty!

An Ran went from house to house in the village, and her brows furrowed even more with each visit.

In every household, there were several children sitting around the kang, covered with tattered quilts.

An Ran felt very uncomfortable. It was bad enough that they were poor, but every household in the village had to live like this because of the selfishness of the village cadres. How could a human being do this?

Soon Anran arrived in front of two brick houses. Looking at the houses in front of her, she wanted to set them on fire.

He slipped into the yard, which was clean, and then went back into the house.

She became even angrier. Although the people in the room were not dressed particularly well, at least the adults and children were not left without clothes.

Looking at what they eat, there is rice porridge, white flour buns, and most importantly, fish and meat.

Everyone was eating so much, their mouths were full of oil and their faces were rosy. This was the life of an emperor.

No wonder those men wanted to file a complaint. Look at the life they were living. Then look at the life the person in front of you was living. If it were you, you wouldn’t file a complaint. You could just kill his entire family and see how they could continue to cause trouble.

He took out his camera and started taking pictures of the family, then took out his recorder to see if he could record any information.

Not long after, the old man in his fifties or sixties spoke up and asked: Have Wang Shuanzhu and the others been found?

The eldest son replied: Dad, it’s so cold, where can we find them? Besides, there is no news in the town, which means they are not in the town.

It’s so cold, I wonder where he’s frozen to death.

His youngest son said: Yes, what the eldest brother said is right. They have no money and no food, and they can't get to the town. I guess they will freeze to death soon. Don't worry about them, Dad.

His old wife said: Do you want to write a letter to your second brother and ask him to inform us if he has any news? I always feel uneasy.

The old man said: It was my second brother who informed us last time and asked us to solve the problem. Now we can’t find anyone, but you are still looking for them. Is there something wrong with your brain?

If we can't even solve this little problem and it gets to the point where my second brother gets implicated, then our good days will be over.

Okay, women, don’t get involved in these things.

When An Ran heard this, it seemed that this so-called second brother was quite a big shot in the town!

I sneered in my heart, turned around and left this house, and came to another one, which was similar to this one. The life there was very comfortable.

As soon as I entered the house, I heard the old woman inside say: Old Wang, the Li family moved in later and has been bullying the village for so many years. Are we just going to let them go on like this?

Don’t forget, our surname is also Wang. Now the villagers are afraid of us on the surface, but I don’t know why they hate us in their hearts!

Have you ever thought about how we will enter the Wang family’s ancestral tomb a hundred years from now?

The old man was smoking a cigarette with a frown on his face. He thought for a long time and said: We are already in this situation, do you think there is any way out?

If our son hadn't been so unpromising, would we be so controlled by others?

My son killed someone and the Li family saw it, so they used it to threaten us.

Do you think I want this? Do you think I will be happy if I live in this house?

When I see the villagers, I feel ashamed to face them, but what can I do?

You still want a son, but you don't want to be a bad person. Do you think that's that easy?

It's been two or three years, and there's no turning back. I told my son to surrender himself, but you refused. What's the point of saying this now?

In the past two or three years, we have done everything we could and couldn't do. Now don't think about turning back, because the way is gone.

When Anran heard this, she frowned. It turned out that this family was not bad by nature, but became bad people because of their son.

And from the sound of it, that family is from outside, which proves the saying that monks from outside can chant sutras!

But he felt something was wrong. Since he was an outsider, how could it be such a coincidence that the son of this family killed someone and was seen by the Li family?

She didn’t know if it was due to her experience in her previous life, but she always felt that there was a conspiracy here.

At this time, the old woman said: Old Wang, why don’t you believe your son?

My son has explained many times that he didn’t kill anyone. Why don’t you believe him?