Chapter 308 Four hundred and six

"Village Chief, you're here, you have to make the decision for me, this shameless woman actually wants to steal my corn", Wen Ling hurriedly stepped forward to explain when she saw that everyone else had come.

"Oh, Qin Mengmeng, is that so, you got the corn from Wenling's house", the village chief looked at her.

Qin Mengmeng put the basket in her hand on the ground, then folded her arms and looked at the village chief; "Village chief, I disagree with you. That pair, but look in my basket, is there corn from his family or sweet potatoes from your family'.

Everyone looked at Qin Mengmeng.The basket on the ground in between was empty and contained nothing.

"Wenling, what's going on, don't you say there is a thief, where is the thief?" The village looked at Wenling.

"That's because, that's because." Seeing Qin Mengmeng's reaction, Wen Ling was sweating profusely.

'waste'.

The village cursed in his heart, and his eyes flashed; "Did she hide things?".

"Yes, yes, that's right, she took the things back first, so of course there is nothing in the basket at this moment." Wen Ling immediately understood what the village chief meant.

The village chief looked at Qin Mengmeng; "Qin Mengmeng, do you have anything else to say?".

Qin Mengmeng laughed angrily at his words; "You said I stole and I stole, and you said you couldn't throw away your corn, but I think your corns are pretty good, aren't they all good?" Is it'.

"That's because you walked into my cornfield," Wenling said without blushing as if she had found an excuse.

"Really, hahahaha, hahahaha", Qin Mengmeng looked at her pair of extremely clean shoes, and then at the muddy shoes under Wen Ling's feet, and laughed ironically.

"What are you laughing at, what are you laughing at?" Wen Ling was terrified by her laugh.

'You said that I entered your cornfield, but everyone knows that now the corn is growing, and the cornfield needs a lot of water, but you are looking at your feet, if I guessed correctly If so, you just came out of the cornfield?" Qin Mengmeng asked only about the muddy shoes.

Wen Ling subconsciously wanted to hide her feet, but her pants were still rolled up, so she couldn't hide them.

'I'.

Qin Mengmeng raised her hand to stop what he was about to say; "If you want to wrong someone, you'd better find a better excuse. Tell me, is it a village?"

The village was full of smiles; "He wronged you, so it's none of my business."

"Really?" Qin Mengmeng picked up her basket and walked out of the village.

And those who saw her, looked at the village chief and Wen Ling, and left without saying anything.

And not long after his mother left, a small figure stood where Qin Mengmeng was standing just now, looking at the road leading to the outside of the village, wondering what he was thinking.

And her green hair was blown up by the wind, and the surrounding environment merged into one, and disappeared in an instant.

Qin Mengmeng seemed to sense something and looked back, but there was nothing there.

She laughed at herself; "Could it be that I think too much?"

Outside the village, where a small river flows, I don't know where the source is, and I don't know where it flows.

At this moment she was confused, she was like this small river.

(End of this chapter)

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