"It's true, they're from Beijing, their families are officials, Shen Bingshan is a regimental commander, and Sister Shen has a lot of powerful backers. The Feng family is doomed."
Qiao Chunli was still angry and immediately started cursing, "You old hag, who do you think you are? Mind your own business and get out of my way."
"You're asking for death." The old man stepped forward, his face like an iceberg, his whole body radiating coldness, which made Qiao Chunli shiver and timidly take two or three steps back.
Shishi suddenly realized why Shen Bingshan was so cold—he was like her grandfather.
Feng Zhiguo had been observing the three of them since the old lady called out.
In order to climb the ranks, he was very good at reading people's expressions and moods.
Despite his advanced age, the old man did not appear frail or decrepit; his imposing presence suggested he was a person in a position of power.
The young man stood tall and straight, with sharp eyes; he was clearly no ordinary person.
Who are they, and why are they at my doorstep?
"Sir, may I ask who you are looking for?"
The phrase "good granddaughter" gave him a bad feeling because Chen Nian's face looked a lot like the old lady's.
Chen Nian is tanned now; if the two of them stood together before they went to the countryside, they would look even more alike.
No one answered him, because all three of them were looking at Shen Nian's face, and one glance was enough to recognize him.
The old lady's eyes reddened, and she reached out her hand tremblingly, "Child, I'm your grandma, come to grandma quickly."
The onlookers looked at each other, their eyes lighting up. They'd stumbled upon such a shocking piece of gossip!
Shen Nian saw that these people had come with Comrade Zhou.
"Comrade Zhou, I didn't understand what she said."
Shishi ate the sunflower seeds that the patriarch had peeled, taking a small handful for herself and feeding one to each of the three chickens, making the onlookers extremely envious.
Some people who lived nearby went home and grabbed a handful of pumpkin seeds to crack open.
"The family members I brought with me are your relatives: your grandfather, your grandmother, and your cousin. They're here to support you."
“They have powerful connections. I don’t know what kind of officials your grandparents are, but your cousin is a regimental commander with thousands of soldiers. He could easily take down Feng Jiaping with just a small squad. Go ahead and make a scene.”
Everyone: ...The people in front were so envious they were practically drooling, but the word "throwing a tantrum" made them laugh. They'd never seen such a way of backing someone up.
But then again, if I had such a support system, I'd also like to vent my frustrations. Everyone in the neighborhood knows that Shen Nian is practically invisible in this family.
When I was a child, I was bullied and couldn't fight back. Now that I have someone to rely on, of course I'm going to settle the score.
He believed in it.
Her face looked very similar to the old lady's, and with her benefactor's personal testimony, she completely believed it.
"Grandma, Grandpa, Cousin, my name is Chen Nian."
Having a powerful backer is foolish; she's not one to be pretentious.
Being pretentious won't bring about a new life.
The old lady hugged the girl and cried bitterly, "Niannian, my dear granddaughter, I'm so sorry for making you suffer so much. It's all my fault."
Shen Nian reassured the old woman, "Grandma, I'm fine. Dad is doing well. I'm very content to be a child of the Shen family."
The more sensible her granddaughter was, the more suffering she had endured. The old lady felt a sharp pain in her heart and wept uncontrollably.
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