The empress of fast wear is married

Chapter 838 Farming, Adorable Baby, Beautiful Lady (7)

Her tone was neither light nor heavy, and there were no particularly severe hysterical accusations. There was even a faint smile on that weak and slightly pale face.

However, her eyes were lazy and condescending, as if she was looking at a group of ignorant ants.

The word "robber" nailed this group of villagers who thought they were pure and simple to shame.

The peasant woman who said she took away the tables, chairs and benches while washing clothes by the river just felt guilty. Even though Xiao Baoniang didn't specifically identify who the robbers were, she always felt that she was talking about herself.

Many people present had the same idea as her.

"Miss Wei, who are you talking about?"

"Xiao Baoniang, they are all from the same village. It's a bit inappropriate for you to slander someone like this?"

"That's right, tell me, who is the robber?"

The villagers went from guilty to righteous one by one.

What to be afraid of.

Orphans and widows are not from their Lihua Village, even if they know that they have moved away from her house, will they still be able to shake the world?

The evil of the human heart is always unimaginable.

The languid smile on Fenghua's lips was cool, and when she noticed that Xiao Baozi's body was trembling slightly, she stretched out her hand and squeezed his tender little hand, as if silently comforting him.

He raised his head again, his brows and eyes were calm, and his gaze was like a knife's edge, cutting across the ugly faces of everyone.

"Some people know who the robber is talking about. Although the words are not speculative, I want to say something here—"

"Whoever takes my things within three days, no matter how you return it, I can forget about it."

"otherwise……"

Under the sun, the woman wearing only the blue floral cloth of an ordinary peasant woman, her black hair tied to her waist with a belt, smiled coldly.

Otherwise, she didn't say the rest, but that smile had a sense of irony and threat.

Cold, without the slightest temperature.

The villagers looked at the woman standing in the yard holding the little boy in front of them. They were clearly wearing the warm sun, but their hearts shivered.

Why does this little lady of the Wei family look like a... nobleman?
Evil door.

However, with such a simple threat, it is impossible for these rural villagers to give up the benefits they have obtained.

"Hmph, whoever stole something from your house, please don't wrong him."

"Oh, I suddenly remembered that something is still cooking on the stove at home, so I don't want to watch the excitement, let's take a step first."

"My stomach hurts, so I'm leaving first."

One by one, they left with excuses, and the villagers gathered around the courtyard to join in the fun, suddenly dispersed.

It was as if there was a scourge behind him, afraid that if he took a step slower, he would fall behind and be caught up.

In a blink of an eye, the crowded courtyard became empty.

Behind him, through the open door, he could see that the room was empty, the tables, chairs, benches and carved wooden beds had been emptied, not even a single candle was left.

Such a scene, some people feel the desolate taste of cold tea.

Xiaobao's eyes were slightly red, "Mother, our home..." is gone.

After all, it is the place where he has lived since he was a child, and Xiao Baozi has a lot of affection for this place.

Fenghua is different.

She has only transmigrated to the original owner not long ago, this place is just a place to live for her, it cannot be called home, and there is no feeling of reluctance or sadness.

So she stroked Xiao Baozi's hair, "If it's gone, it's gone, let's build another one."

　One more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)