The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

"Thank you for reminding me, Auntie. Otherwise, I might not have found out until I went to the tailor's house. When the time comes, people will misunderstand."

The tailor's house that Xia Ling mentioned was on the same road as the Tang family.

Her explanation made sense.

However, the sun was scorching hot. Standing on the road in the village for a while made people sweat profusely.

Auntie Luo was extremely hot, but when she saw the girl's fair and delicate face, she felt a little jealous.

However, in her heart, she did not believe that she was going to borrow a needle and thread. It was in the middle of the afternoon, could it be that the tailor's family did not sleep?

Who would pick such a time to visit?

Aunt Luo rolled her eyes and smiled. "Mei family's eldest daughter, then don't hide it from me. You know how I usually treat you. Look at you, your eyes are red from crying. Did something happen with Zhiqing and you're going to look for him?"

It was quite a coincidence.

The Tang family and the tailor's family both lived at the village head.

From the village head was the village head primary school. Wasn't it the same road?

Deep down, Xia Ling was annoyed by Aunt Luo's pestering.

However, this kind of woman liked to spread rumors. She had to think of a way to treat her. Xia Ling was happy.

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"Aunt Luo, I'm feeling uncomfortable under the sun. I rubbed my eyes a lot."

Xia Ling answered with a smile. Her eyes flashed and she took a step forward.

Her senses were sharp. As she looked at Aunt Luo, she could instinctively feel that she was hiding something from her small movements. Her elbow was uncomfortably holding onto the bamboo basket. She turned her body to Xia Ling. Was she hiding something?

On such a hot day, if she did not stay at home and went out for a stroll, what else could she hide in the bamboo basket?

Xia Ling casually walked forward. When she got closer, she suddenly reached out to grab a handful of wheat from the bamboo basket that Aunt Luo was holding onto. The wheat was still covered in green. It was wheat with a shell. If she rubbed it, she could dry the flour or boil the wheat kernels to eat!

Right now, Xia Ling was busy. There were people patrolling the village. They were afraid that someone would be lazy and steal the village's public grain. This Aunt Luo, who was usually a petty thief, was now acting against the wind!

Xia Ling turned pale with fright. "Someone come quickly! Someone is stealing the wheat here!"

"Ni'er, Ni'er, don't scream. Don't scream. If you call everyone here, how will your Aunt Luo behave in the future?" Aunt Luo's face turned pale. She strode over and covered Xia Ling's mouth as she begged.

Xia Ling struggled and wriggled free from Aunt Luo's hands.

Aunt Luo was worried, but Xia Ling stopped screaming and just stared at her sternly.

"No wonder my grandfather said that there are always rats sneaking around wheat these days. So it wasn't rats, it was Aunt Luo. Aunt Luo, we are workers and peasants who want to surpass the British and catch up with the United States. How can you do such a thing that will harm everyone's interests? Let's go, follow me to see my grandfather!"

As she said this, Xia Ling reached out to grab Aunt Luo's wrist.

Aunt Luo had always been a narrow-minded person. She did not dare to make any mistakes in big matters. As soon as she saw the group of secretaries, her legs went soft.

At this moment, Xia Ling saw that she was being accused. Her legs went soft, and she immediately knelt down for Xia Ling.

"Big girl of the Mei family, I beg you, please don't tell your grandfather... I, I was also possessed for a moment. My family's Dabao is in the prime of his life. He is so greedy that his face is white. I really have no other choice, so I thought of going to the commune to get some."

"Eldest daughter, eldest daughter, I promise, this is the first time I've been caught by you. On account of how Auntie treats you quite well, please let me off. I don't want to be dragged into a fight!"

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The woman was in her thirties or forties. Her snot and tears were streaming down her face as she knelt in front of a teenage girl. She was truly pitiful.

However, when she looked at her, Xia Ling did not feel the slightest bit of sympathy. Instead, the coldness in her eyes intensified.

In the plot, the original owner's reputation was ruined by Auntie Luo's rumors, and she was abandoned by Zhiqing who had sworn an oath of eternal love.

In the end, she listened to her parents and married a cripple from a neighboring village, washing her face with tears for the rest of her life.

Wasn't this ending worse than Aunt Luo's?

Just based on the dirty things that Aunt Luo had done, Xia Ling could tolerate her kneeling.

However, in this era, that kind of thing was no longer practiced.

Xia Ling was just trying to scare her.