Feng Yin ignored the little thoughts of the second son, looked at his daughters and daughters, and asked casually: "Why haven't I heard of this Wanjia?"

"It seems that there is no surname from Xiaoyu Village before. When did they move here?"

Zhang Qiubai: "I know this."

"I also know that Wanjia moved in about two years ago."

Seeing that his mother ignored him again, Zhang Xinghe immediately seized every opportunity to show himself.

Even if you take the credit for your elder brother, you will be willing to do anything.

Zhang Qiubai looked at his second child: "..." This is my Zhang Qiubai's younger brother, I really hate it.

Zhang Xinghe ignored the eyes he had cast and said what he knew about being good at the Wan family.

The three of the Wan family lived in Xiaoyu Village more than two years ago, and Wan Laoyao was so sick that she couldn't walk anymore.

So he asked the village chief for affection and set up a simple straw hut at the foot of the north mountain in the village to live there.

At the beginning, his family was still in good condition, at least they didn't see them wearing patched clothes.

But as Wan Laoyao fell ill, he asked the doctor to take medicine, slowly, spent all his savings.

Fortunately, after spending the money, Wan Laoyao's health also improved, so the couple opened up land and farmed the land in the place where they lived, and took root completely.

Over the past two years, the three of Wan family rarely deals with the villagers.

Occasionally, a few times, either Wan Xiaohu accidentally broke other people's things, or accidentally pulled the crops in other people's fields as weeds and fed the chickens.

The couple was like today. They knelt down and begged for mercy when they went to other people's houses, and then they readily compensated others for their losses.

However, I have never heard of them sending their children out to apologize.

Feng Yin listened to the story of the second son, thinking.

"I know something else."

Seeing that Zhang Xinghe had finished speaking, Zhang Qiubai added, "When they entered Xiaoyu Village, they seemed to be the first one they met were a few little beggars..."

Speaking of this, the young man paused and gave Zhang Jifan awkwardly apologetic look.

Then he continued: "It was when the fourth brother and the others met them at the entrance of the village and brought them back."

Zhang Jifan didn't care much about the word "little beggar".

But he cared about another thing, so he hurriedly said, "Although we brought people back, we didn't have any contact with them."

"It's only when I'm playing outside occasionally that I will remember that there is such a family in the village when I meet Wan Xiaohu."

Zhang Jingyu: "I don't know much about the village as well as you all, so I asked me."

Mrs. Hu suddenly raised her hand: "I know something."

Everyone looked at her one after another.

Mrs. Hu was suddenly a little weak when she was looked at by so many eyes.

But when she came into contact with Feng Yin's encouraging gaze, she said, "That Wan Fang family is Xiao Hu's mother. I often see her digging grass roots on the mountain."

"Especially in winter, I've dug a lot."

"What did she do if she digs that?"

Except for Zhang Jifan, the others couldn't help but look at Hu in curiosity.

Even Feng Yin couldn't imagine what Wan Fang's family could do to dig grass roots.

So he asked: "Do you know what kind of grassroots she is digging?"

Maybe it was some grassroots with medicinal value that were used for money?

This is Feng Yin’s most real idea.

Hu: "It's the most ordinary grassroots."

Lin, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke: "Once I passed by their neighborhood and went to his house to ask for water, so I saw that they were eating soup made from grass roots."

All eyes looked at Lin again.
Chapter completed!