A Fully-Leveled Bigshot Builds a Farm with Her Family After Transmigrating

  Although the viewpoints are different, they all confirmed the fact that Shen\'s hands and feet were not clean.

Lu Jingzhi\'s laughter rolled down her throat, muffled, Qian Zhenzhu thought she had heard it wrong, the little girl squeezed her wrist hard, and slowly let go amidst Qian Zhenzhu\'s cry like killing a pig He rubbed his fingertips, and wiped Jiang Tanyue\'s clothes twice in distaste, "Want to see what\'s in my luggage?"

   Qian Zhenzhu subconsciously shuddered at the same voice as when she whispered in her ear yesterday.

  The women chattered: "Open it and have a look, if you didn\'t steal anything, you have to prove your innocence!"

   "Look, my aunt believes you, but your second aunt doesn\'t, you have to reassure her."

   "If there is nothing, what are you doing protecting it?"

   Opinions vary.

Lu Jingzhi laughed: "If someone said that I ate meat and wanted me to have a self-dissection to prove my innocence, I would not be really stupid to do so, but I can\'t do it without proof—otherwise, I will put the eyeballs of the doubters How about digging it up, swallowing it, and then she can see for herself if I\'m innocent?"

   There was no sound.

  Jiang Tanyue held his forehead and sighed.

  My sister played too wildly.

   However, exceptions work!

  During the next half of the journey, their chatter became much quieter.

  When approaching the town, Lu Jingzhi felt someone reach out and grab her little bundle again.

   is Jiang Tanyue.

   Slowly moved his head away from Jiang Tanyue\'s shoulder, stretched his waist, and let go of the small burden.

   And Jiang Tanyue began to use her small hands to uncover the small burden little by little.

   Slowly like a little snail.

  Those eyeballs wanted to stick to her skinny little hands.

   "Ginseng!"

   "My boy, is this really ginseng?"

   "It\'s very expensive to cut into small pieces at the pharmacy, whoever gives birth to a child, it\'s a life-saving thing!"

   "Such a big one...can be sold for a lot of silver..."

  This sister, what is she doing.

  She just said gouging people\'s eyes and she broke her abdomen.

   To slap her in the face?

  But Lu Jingzhi didn\'t stop her, she is a very smart sister.

   "The family couldn\'t open the pot anymore. The three of us were starving to death. My sister secretly climbed up the mountain. Luckily, she dug up a ginseng. She was going to sell it in the town, and then bought some medicine to cook at home.

  The father died, the mother became depressed and wanted to take medicine, and the younger sister knocked her head and wanted to take medicine. There is nothing left of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar at home, and the rice noodles are the deposit that Zhu Zhu\'s sister-in-law kindly paid in advance.

The thick bedding at home was snatched away by grandma... It was cold at night, and the thatched cottage also leaked, and it was a bit damp. I was afraid that my mother and younger sister would catch the cold, and it would be another expense, so I decided to see if I had any money left. Buy a quilt..."

  Jiang Tanyue\'s voice was soft and clear, with only a little choking, a little grievance, a little panic, and a lot of fear that Qian Zhenzhu would **** the ginseng, mother and sister would die because of lack of medicine.

  The wording has been carefully considered, no one is complaining, but he is complaining everywhere.

  The party involved, Lu Jingzhi, just wanted to shed two tears at this time, to encourage the actress sister.

   That’s how the picture feels.

  A little girl in her teens, with gauze wrapped around her head, stepped on the muddy ground, slipping, groping, and rolling towards the deep mountain.

   Jackals, tigers, and leopards were hidden in the dark and gloomy forest. She was covered in mud and trembling, but thinking of the situation at home, she gritted her teeth and endured the dizziness caused by the wound on her head, disregarding life and death.

  Finally, she stepped into the deep mountain.

  The cold wind howled, and the sun didn\'t care about the land of death, only a small figure swayed and walked in.

  Maybe God couldn\'t bear her to die, or maybe Jiang Laosan\'s spirit in heaven blessed her, and she dug up a big ginseng.

   She stumbled and climbed out of the deep mountain, choked up and shouted, "We...have something to eat..."

  (end of this chapter)