Chapter 146: The Wild Child Picked Up from the Garbage Dump

His square face was decorated with gold flowers like his mother's.

If you look closely at his facial features, you can see that he resembles his mother in his eyes and eyebrows, but he doesn't look as fierce and mean as Dai Jinhua.

Now combined with his status, he does have some official authority.

As for his younger brother Chen Jie, needless to say, from appearance to behavior, he is exactly like Dai Jinhua, and you can tell at first glance that they are mother and son.

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Dai Jinhua has broad shoulders and a strong body, and is healthier than most of the old men in the village.

When they were teenagers, villagers often said that the two brothers did not inherit Dai Jinhua's body shape.

On the contrary, they are all like Lao Chentou, short and a little thin.

But the little girl at home is about the same size as Dai Jinhua, and both look strong and solid.

But Chen Xiang doesn't look like any of them.

All the family members have small eyes.

But she had dark deer eyes, round and bright, and her skin was white.

When Chen Xiang was little, the villagers often teased her, asking her whether she looked like her parents and whether she was a wild child picked up from a garbage dump.

Every time the young Chen Xiang heard this, she would cry in grievance and tell them over and over again that she was not a wild child!

Not a wild child!

But when the villagers saw her crying, they found it even more amusing.

Until one day when someone asked Chen Xiang this question, Dai Jinhua heard it. She was furious on the spot, picked up a kitchen knife and chased the man all the way back home, not daring to come out.

She blocked the door and started swearing.

Not satisfied after scolding, he chopped off the necks of all the chickens and ducks in the other party's yard.

From then on, the villagers would avoid Chen Xiang when they saw her, and would not rush to tease her whether she was a wild child.

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In fact, they brought five-year-old Chen Xiang back to the village a long time ago.

The neighbors were all shocked when they saw Chen Xiang for the first time, and ran over to ask her parents how they gave birth to such a beautiful girl.

When the old people in the village saw little Chen Xiang, they all called her the prettiest girl they had ever seen in their lives.

They are prettier than the dolls in New Year pictures.

Chen Hao still remembers that his mother's face was full of pride at that time, and she showed off to the villagers.

It is said that the child was born in a big city, drinks water from a big city, and eats rice from a big city, so Chen Xiang is so beautiful.

Unlike those little mud monkeys they raise, they even drink dog urine!

Everyone was unhappy when they heard this.

But who made Lao Chen so capable that he was assigned to a farm in a big city to raise horses? This was a top-notch job, and all the family members could go there, and they could eat government food and live in government houses for free with Lao Chen...

Chen Hao is eight years older than Chen Xiang.

When Chen Xiang was five years old, he was already a teenager.

I understand what I should understand.

Naturally, he was aware of what these people in the village were thinking, so every time he heard them teasing Chen Xiang like that, he and Dai Jinhua were equally angry.

But as the days go by.

The little girl who was once as white as a milky white dumpling has become sloppy and dull. Her figure has gradually become out of shape and she has become fat and stupid.

The villagers who once joked whether Chen Xiang was a wild child now changed their attitude.

They laughed at the three children of the Chen family, saying that they all took after the bad habits of the Chen couple. For some reason, Chen Hao was not angry but felt relieved when he heard them say that.

But now...

He took out the image of his sister in his mind and compared it with the image of Chen Xiang in front of him.

No matter how you compare them, their figures cannot overlap...

Chen Hao's face looked ugly and gloomy.

He stood there motionless, as if his feet were rooted to the ground, staring at her intently...