After wearing the best mother-in-law, my way is wide

Chapter 342
Feng Yin ignored the second child's careful thinking, looked at her son and daughter-in-law and asked casually, "Why haven't I heard of this Wanjia?"

"There didn't seem to be anyone with the surname Wan in Xiaoyu Village before. When did they move here?"

Zhang Qiubai: "I know this."

"I also know that Wan's family moved here about two years ago."

Seeing his mother ignoring him again, Zhang Xinghe seized every opportunity to express himself.

Even if he takes the credit of his elder brother, he will not hesitate.

Zhang Qiubai looked at the second child: "..." This is my brother Zhang Qiubai, I really hate him to death.

Zhang Xinghe ignored his eldest brother's gaze, and told himself what he knew about Shan Wanjia.

The Wan family of three lived in Xiaoyu Village more than two years ago, and the youngest Wan was too sick to walk.

So he pleaded with the village head, and built a simple thatched shed at the foot of the mountain in the north of the village to live there.

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

But as the youngest Wan got sick and asked the doctor to drink medicine, slowly, the savings were exhausted.

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

For more than two years, the Wan family of three rarely interacted with the villagers.

Occasionally, Wan Xiaohu either accidentally broke other people's things, or accidentally plucked the crops from other people's fields as weeds and fed them to the chickens.

Those couples were like today, when they went to other people's homes, they knelt down and begged for mercy, and then readily compensated for the losses of others.

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

Feng Yin listened to the second child's narration, thoughtful.

"I know something else."

Seeing that Zhang Xinghe had finished speaking, Zhang Qiubai added, "When they entered Xiaoyu Village back then, it seemed that the first thing they encountered were a few little beggars..."

Speaking of this, the young man paused for a moment, and gave Zhang Jifan an apologetic look in embarrassment.

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

Zhang Jifan didn't pay much attention to the words 'little beggar'.

But he was more concerned about another matter, so he hurriedly said: "Although we brought people back, we haven't had any contact with them."

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

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

Hu raised his hand suddenly: "I know something."

Everyone looked at her.

Seeing so many pairs of eyes on Hu Shi, she suddenly felt a little faint.

But when she met Feng Yin's encouraging gaze, she said, "That Wanfang family is Xiaohu's mother. I often see her digging grass roots on the mountain."

"Especially in winter, we dig a lot."

"What did she dig that for?"

Except for Zhang Jifan, everyone else looked at Hu Shi curiously.

Even Feng Yin couldn't think of the use of Wan Fang's digging grass roots.

So I asked, "Do you know what kind of grass roots she dug?"

Maybe some grass roots with medicinal value are exchanged for money?
This is Feng Yin's truest thought.

Hu: "It's the most common grass roots."

Lin, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "One time I passed by their house and went to his house to ask for water. I saw that what they were eating was soup made from grass roots."

All eyes turned to Lin again.

She weakly added: "At that time, they were probably afraid that I would make a joke, and explained that this is good for the body, and it will not make you sick after drinking it."

(End of this chapter)