Chapter 67 What is the truth?



Xiang Baiwei's hands were shaking.

It turns out that she is not the biological child of the Xiang family?

The more Xiang Baiwei thought about it, the more confused she felt. The voices on the other side of the wall seemed to be getting closer and farther away, and her brain was completely unable to process the sounds that came into her mind.

Until a group of children rushed past her, laughing and playing, and pulled Xiang Baiwei out of her dazed thoughts.

She took a few deep breaths, wiped her face with her hand, stood up and walked around to the other side. After a long circle, she came to the gate and pushed it open while shouting loudly.

Wang Chunhua, who was picking vegetables in the yard, turned back happily when she heard the noise: "The third girl is back. Oh, I was just about to ask the youngest to call you. Come on, go meet your grandparents."

Xiang Baiwei walked up to Wang Zhang in a particularly obedient manner and said, "Hello, grandma. How is your health lately?"

Wang Zhang called her over with a smile and said, "Grandma, everything is fine. It's just that our third daughter has grown up so fast and has married. Grandma is a little afraid to recognize her."

"Grandma, can you stay here for a few more days this time? I'll go buy some meat tomorrow and make dumplings for you."

Xiang Baiwei squatted beside Wang Zhang, tilting her head and talking to her.

Ten minutes ago, Wang Zhang, who had just talked with Wang Chunhua about Xiang Baiwei's life experience, felt a subtle mood when looking at the beautiful Xiang Baiwei.

Wang Chunhua, who was standing by, was afraid that Wang Zhang would get carried away and say something wrong, so she hurried over and said, "Third girl, you're here just in time. Go to the agency store and buy some sesame oil. I just picked a handful of Chinese toon buds from the back of the house and plan to use them to make tofu. I'm still short of sesame oil. Go to the agency store and buy a few cents of sesame oil."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Xiang Baiwei was feeling very confused and didn't want to stay here any longer.

She took the glass bottle of sesame oil, turned around and walked out. After taking two steps, she ran into Lao Si who had just returned from the fields.

That is Xiang Baiwei's younger brother.

"Third sister is here, where are you going with the bottle?"

"Mother said that we have run out of sesame oil at home, so she asked me to go to the agency store to get some. You should not be idle, but help her chop wood."

"We still have some sesame oil at home. My eldest brother brought a small bottle from the supply and marketing cooperative a few days ago." The fourth brother put down his farm tools, ran into the house, and found the small bottle of sesame oil in the cabinet. He took it out and gave it to Wang Chunhua, "Mom, here it is."

In fact, Wang Chunhua didn't really send Xiang Baiwei away because she had no sesame oil.

She was mainly afraid that Wang Zhang might speak carelessly and say something she shouldn't.

Xiang Baiwei is sometimes so smart that even a casual remark made by someone unintentionally can be remembered by her.

But the fourth brother took out the sesame oil. If he found another reason to send Xiang Baiwei away, it would definitely arouse her suspicion.

So Wang Chunhua took the bottle of sesame oil and asked Xiang Baiwei to go to the kitchen with her: "Then come in and help me cook. I still have work to do in the fields this afternoon. I have to finish cooking and go to the fields to help early."

"good."

Xiang Baiwei, who had something on her mind, did not chatter like she usually did, but just focused on the work in her hands.

Not long after, Wang Chunhua, who was in the kitchen with her, was the first to notice her abnormality: "By the way, why did you come here suddenly today? Did you have a fight with Xiao Jiang?"

Xiang Baiwei lowered her head and said nothing.

Just at this time Xiang Laogen came in. Wang Chunhua wiped the water on her hands on her apron, winked at her husband, and then pulled Xiang Baiwei into the inner room.

The two elderly people in the yard were confused. Wang Zhang turned around and asked the fourth child who was helping to pick vegetables: "What happened to your sister? Did she have a fight with her boyfriend?"

The fourth child was also a little worried, but he remembered that Wang Zhang was a big mouth, and was afraid that she would exaggerate and say something when she went out, so he helped to cover it up: "It should be about the workshop. I remember that the third sister said a few days ago that she would come to talk to parents about the workshop when she had time. The workshop business is good, and there are many jealous people. It's normal to be a little unhappy. It's nothing! Grandma, do you want some water? I'll pour you some more?"

Wang Zhang was suspicious. She didn't quite believe her grandson's words. "Go in and take a look. If it's really about the workshop, come back. If it's not about the workshop, I have to go in and talk to your third sister. Your parents have spoiled her. Being a daughter-in-law is different from being a girl. I've always wanted to talk to her, but your mother stopped me."

When the fourth brother Xiang Shuzhi heard this, he had no choice but to get up and go to the inner room.

Inside the room, standing in front of Xiang Baiwei were the old Xiang couple.

He took two puffs of his pipe and made eye contact, asking Wang Chunhua to ask him what was going on.

Wang Chunhua observed for a while and decided to get straight to the point: "You and Xiao Jiang had a fight? I'm not saying anything bad, but you're not a little girl anymore. You should control your temper. Comrade Xiao Jiang is so nice. Don't be so willful."

Xiang Baiwei, who had just learned that she was adopted and had not yet accepted this fact, couldn't help feeling aggrieved when she heard Wang Chunhua scolding her.

In the past, she might have cried or asked some questions.

But she knew that since the Xiang couple had kept it a secret for so many years, it would be inappropriate for her to ask rashly.

But Wang Zhang's words kept repeating in her ears. Xiang Baiwei was exhausted. She held her face with her hands and said nothing.

Xiang Shuzhi came over and asked, "What happened to Third Sister? Did something happen in the workshop again?"

His words reminded Xiang Baiwei.

Xiang Baiwei's muffled voice came from her subordinates: "The business of the workshop is a little too good. Many people are eyeing my workshop. Since they couldn't open a partnership, they wanted to open another one on their own. I just felt a little annoyed, so I stopped by and came in to talk to my mother."

Hearing that Xiang Baiwei was worried about this, Wang Chunhua felt a little relieved.

Just now, for a moment, she couldn't help but worry. She was worried that what she had just said to Wang Zhang was heard by her daughter.

Fortunately not.

"Business is like this, and it's like this in our countryside. Everyone is poor, and it's normal for them to be upset that you suddenly became rich." Wang Chunhua was very open-minded. "Besides, your man is so ambitious, he is the principal and a consultant, which is enough to make people jealous. You have set up a workshop here that makes money like water, so it's normal for people to be concerned about him."

Xiang Shuzhi felt sorry for his sister and said indignantly: "Speaking of this, I remembered that some people were too much and actually spread rumors behind my back. My brother-in-law and my sister had such a good relationship, but some people said that my brother-in-law was forced to marry my sister."

Xiang Baiwei, who was lowering her head, heard this and smiled self-deprecatingly.

She wanted to explain to Xiang Shuzhi that what you heard outside might not be a rumor, and that your sister had used some tricks to force the marriage.

Wang Chunhua knew her daughter's temper well, so she reached out and hit Xiang Shuzhi to shut him up.

Weiwei wants to know the truth, but she knows that now is not the time to ask!   Don't worry, babies!

(End of this chapter)


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