After saying that, she was afraid that she would say something again, so she simply sat on the ground and cried: "God has eyes, if I really said this, take me away! I didn't say this, this is for no reason Let others wrongly accuse me..."
As he spoke, he wailed to God, and felt that he had really been wronged. Everyone looked at Yan Qingyao again. Could it be that she thought it was hard for her mother to speak, and she had to speak directly in front of so many people today? Give the village chief a blow and marry his mother back?
Chen Chunsheng's patience had reached its limit. Hearing the wailing sound gave him a headache. He stood up and his expression changed with dignity: "What's going on?"
Even though I had a rough idea, I still wanted to hear what really happened.
Many women around have told rumors, and they even made up their own stories and added some detailed memories of Zhao Cuihua and Chen Chunsheng's relationship, saying that no one dares to speak now, even if they have noses and eyes.
Yan Qingyao also looked at the people in the village: "I also heard that my mother and the village chief still have memories of supporting each other. Who will tell the village chief!"
Everyone in the audience was sitting neatly. They didn't show it on their faces, but they were very panicked in their hearts.
Unexpectedly, Aunt Qian stood up at this moment and walked up to Yan Qingyao: "It's a good thing that your family has built a new house. Don't make it difficult for us villagers by saying these and that."
"That's right." Those who just felt guilty agreed, and even Aunt Wu, who was sitting on the ground and howling, gradually became quiet.
Seeing Yan Qingyao's gaze, Aunt Wu started to cry again. While crying, she said, "God, please grow your eyes. Don't let me, a good person, be slandered by others!"
Yan Qingyao smiled enigmatically: "Stop talking, God really has eyes!"
As she spoke, she pointed at the bright sky with her finger.
Everyone looked at the sunny day suspiciously. How could God have eyes? Could it be that it would be windy, rainy, and thunderous soon?
After watching for a long time, there was no change in the weather, but some sounds suddenly sounded in the cloudless day.
"Then if you saw him on your mother's bed, would you still respect him? Do you like him?"
"Then give her a new father?"
"How much did the village chief give you for this house?"
The conversation between several people yesterday was clearly heard in the ears of everyone present, and the people in the village who had lived in the village for decades could recognize who was who.
Some people were livid, some were heartbroken and bowed to the sky with their hands folded, some were gloating over the misfortune, and they all had different expressions.
Yan Qingyao's clarification voice was also heard, but no one took her words seriously.
Aunt Wu and her brothers and sisters were so frightened that they squatted on the ground and shivered, muttering to themselves: "God has really shown his power, really has shown his power..."
After saying that, one of the siblings hit Aunt Wu: "It was you, you called God here."
The rest of them swarmed forward.
Aunt Wu stretched out her hand to resist, but she couldn't help but feel guilty: "No, I didn't call you."
Several people struggled together quickly, which was comparable to a big show.
They don't even know what God has said.
"That's enough!" Chen Chunsheng was furious with a steely face.
Only this angry sound brought a few people back to their senses from the scuffle. Several people looked at the village chief guiltily and subconsciously stood close together.
Chen Chunsheng pointed to the people in the village: "Who still thinks that I gave the money to Zhao Cuihua's family? Come forward together."
Everyone in the village who dared to stand held their hands guiltily, secretly glad that God didn't find them.
"It just so happens that everyone in the village is here." Chen Chunsheng's voice was loud, and in front of hundreds of people, he could reach everyone's ears without using any tools: "Zhao Cuihua's family earned this money in the town. They are all from the same village, so don’t be jealous and spread rumors about non-existent facts when you see other people making money. If you are jealous, you should be more modest and ask how her family made money, instead of spreading rumors and causing trouble here!"
He said the next words while looking at the women sitting on the ground who were neither humans nor ghosts.
The village chief's wife also stood up and said in a gentle but yet tenacious voice: "I trust the character of my husband and Madam Zhao. They have never acted out of line. When people in the village are in trouble, we should be able to Just help, instead of making trouble here."
Uncle Chen also stood up: "Both mother and daughter get up early and work hard every day to fish for seafood. I help sell them, and they make a lot of money."
One by one, she pulled her father's sleeves and was held in his arms as she wished. She said in a sweet voice: "I went to town with sister Yaoyao. She gave others several dishes and others gave her a lot of money. "
As soon as these words came out, everyone looked shy. Now if you tell them this, they will naturally believe it.
Because the food on this table was so delicious, the empty plate already represented everything.
Chen Chunsheng said angrily: "If I hear anyone say such things again in the future, I will drive them out of Chenjiacun."
After a pause, Chen Chunsheng added: "The Zhao Cuihua family heard the same thing and drove out of Chenjiacun!"
This punishment is not very big. Which village doesn’t have a good life!
It's just that most of the gossipers are women. She was kicked out and her husband is still in Chenjia Village. Who would dare to gossip in the future?
Chen Chunsheng, who was angry for a while, no longer looked happy as before, and sat in the main seat with a livid face.
The village chief's wife's face softened slightly, and she stretched out her hand to hold Zhao Cuihua's hand: "I'm sorry, we don't know what happened, and you and Yaoyao were wronged."
Zhao Cuihua shook her head and looked at her daughter's proud look. She didn't blame her at all for taking advantage of such a good day to make the banquet like this. Instead, she was much happier than before. Now she was really not aggrieved.
Yan Qingyao stretched out her hand and used her mind to control the mobile phone placed on the roof to disappear in her hand. She felt aggrieved by being treated as a system used by Siri. Its function was not to play recordings for her...
When the villagers left, their blessings to her family were more sincere and apologetic, and Yan Qingyao did not care about it. Instead, she prepared White Rabbit toffee for each family and let them go home to eat.
Only those from Aunt Wu's family looked livid when they left. Following Aunt Wu and others who were trembling in explanation behind them, Yan Qingyao watched them leave with indifferent eyes.
"One by one." Seeing Chen Yiyi, Yan Qingyao smiled and took out a bag from her arms: "Here you go."
Inside were some snacks that she was accustomed to in modern times, but Chen Yiyi's eyes lit up in surprise: "Thank you, sister Yaoyao."
Aunt Zhang held Zhao Cuihua's hand tightly and said, "Sister Zhao."
She originally thought they didn't know, but she didn't expect to suffer so many grievances. Fortunately, no one in the village dared to speak out.
