Spatial Peasant Girl: These Mad Darlings Are Delicate and Gullible

Ning Fengnian was stunned by the tragedy on his face, and for a moment he didn't know what to say. Uncle Ning kept on saying, "Even if you don't care about my half-brother, you can't ignore your parents, right?"

"You can't bear to eat well and drink spicy food, but watch your parents suffer and be beaten?"

Ning Fengnian looked confused, but Xiaoxiao was very sober. She listened to the footsteps approaching quickly outside the courtyard door and said calmly: "Second uncle's words are interesting. It seems that my father is unfilial if he doesn't take over this mess. I would like to ask you something. , why do you want to hide your own recipe, but use the things that my family needs to live in to pay your debt?"

Second Uncle Ning complained endlessly, where did he get the recipe? The things made according to his recipe were placed in the yard of the old house, but were they willing to accept them?

He wanted to put on a straight face and act like an elder, but he pulled at the injured area and screamed in pain.

Xiaoxiao laughed again: "What did you say when I asked Uncle Er and Nai?"

She looked at the two of them and said calmly: "Second uncle said that your business has nothing to do with us, and he also warned us not to cheat around in the name of the old house. You said you made these bamboo shoots yourself, which is nothing like ours." It has nothing to do with him, and he even said that if I mentioned it again, he would tear my mouth apart."

Uncle Ning grimaced, this was really shooting himself in the foot. Now he even wanted to pretend that he didn't remember, because the villagers who heard those words had already gathered around the village chief.

Although Fuyuan Village is small, it is united enough. Dozens of young adults rolled up their sleeves and crowded into the yard with fierce looks on their faces. The battle was really intimidating. Ning Fengnian thanked the village chief, and Ning Erlang spoke quickly. It's all said and done.

The village chief frowned and looked at the old house. His sense of this family was really bad now. He was willing to help the people in his village not to be bullied by outsiders, but that had to be done under the premise of being reasonable. Fengcai committed suicide, who can blame him?

"Now that the matter has been made clear and there is a deed as proof, Fengcai, you will compensate the people and let them do it themselves." Is it necessary to make such a simple matter such a fuss?

He looked at Wang Biao with great disapproval, "This brother came up and yelled and beat me up, and brought such a large group of people to an unrelated person's house to cause trouble. Does he think there is no one in our Fuyuan Village?"

As if to reflect the weight of these words, the young and middle-aged men he brought collectively took a step forward and glared fiercely. People like Wang Biao who were accustomed to rogue work were also frightened by this formation and took a step back, and then He looked at Uncle Ning displeased.

"You heard it too, bring it." Xiaoxiao and others also looked at the second uncle with burning eyes to see what other lies he could make up. The second uncle Ning was sweating under the gaze of so many pairs of eyes, but he still bit He clenched his teeth and said nothing.

Xiaoxiao narrowed her eyes and poured some oil on him: "It seems that the second uncle is reluctant to let go?"

Second Uncle Ning held it in for a long time before he finally managed to say: "I don't have a recipe."

Xiaoxiao chuckled: "How is that possible? Everyone has said that the bamboo shoots you sent to Tianxianglou tasted normal. If they are successful, it means the recipe is fine. The bamboo shoots you gave later may not be good because of poor craftsmanship. Leave it to others. Research and study, maybe it will be done.”

Uncle Ning couldn't find the words to refute, so Wang Biao immediately waved the deed in his hand: "If you don't give me the prescription, you will lose money!"

The shopkeeper actually didn't care whether the two Nings were deliberately colluding or had internal conflicts. All he wanted was to get the sour bamboo shoot recipe, so he deliberately set the compensation amount extremely high.

Sure enough, Uncle Ning's expression twisted in the next moment - it was impossible to pay, it was so much fifty taels, how could he afford it? No, even if he could afford it, he didn't want to pay for it! It's all because his elder brother is stingy, but it's just a bad idea. He treats it as a treasure and refuses to help him. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he immediately raised his head and glared at his elder brother fiercely.

This useless trash!