Transmigrated into a fat wife, farming, raising children, and picking up husbands

Pei Zhao and the masked young man quickly stepped forward, each supporting him.

"Sir, please don't be angry!"

"Miss, Miss doesn't know anything, please don't take it to heart..."

The two men tried to persuade him repeatedly, afraid that the old man might get sick from the anger.

However, Lin Xiuer was convinced that the old man was there to steal her man, and she was very arrogant.

Seeing the old man reach for his weapon, she wasn't afraid at all; instead, she became even more excited, pointing at herself.

"What? You want to hit me?"

"You came to my house to kidnap someone, and you still have the nerve to say that?"

The old man was so angry at her arrogant attitude that he almost fainted.

It's likely that only Yi Huainian knew that Lin Xiuer's actions were just basic; the fact that she didn't physically assault anyone was already a sign of leniency.

Seeing that she was still adding fuel to the fire, Pei Zhao quickly went over and covered her mouth.

Lin Xiuer struggled, her eyes wide open, as he covered her mouth, making muffled noises.

"Ancestors! Stop cursing!"

"He really is your father."

Pei Zhao leaned close to her ear and whispered.

Lin Xiuer abruptly pulled her hand away from his, furious: "Whose side are you on anyway?"

She glared at him, her eyes reddening: "You actually sided with him! I really misjudged you!"

Pei Zhao opened his mouth, wanting to explain, but was interrupted by her again.

"I knew it! None of you who came from the capital are good people!"

Seeing her red-eyed anger, Pei Zhao couldn't explain it to her for the time being. He sighed and pulled her aside.

"He is the current emperor. But he's not here to take you away; he's come specifically to find you."

Lin Xiuer was a little confused by what he said.

She felt that when these words were put together, she both understood them and didn't quite understand them.

"Him?" she asked, pointing to the elderly man who was still catching his breath.

"The current emperor?"

Pei Zhao nodded.

Lin Xiuer still couldn't believe it. Her mind was a complete mess.

"Did you just say he came looking for me? Or to lecture me?"

"Isn't it because his daughter has a crush on you and is trying to steal him away from me?"

Pei Zhao thought for a moment, then nodded and shook his head.

Lin Xiuer frowned: "What do you mean?"

Pei Zhao looked at her with a complicated expression, as if he had a thousand thoughts running through his mind and didn't know where to begin explaining.

"Well, I guess his daughter has a crush on me."

"But he's really not here to steal you away."

"They're here to rob you."

Lin Xiuer looked at his face, blinked, and was even more confused.

His words were too convoluted.

What do you mean by "they're not here to steal people, they're here to steal yours"?

This old man is trying to rob her of her husband and son, isn't that just robbing her?

Her mind raced, and she became increasingly confused.

Lin Xiuer scratched her head, feeling a slight itch on her scalp.

Nangong Chen was furious with Lin Xiuer. His chest heaved violently, and he clutched his heart, his face turning pale and then flushed.

He has lived most of his life, ruled the world, and was revered by all. When has he ever been insulted like this?

Besides, it was his own daughter!

This rebellious woman... this rebellious woman is too wild! She speaks without any respect for elders and has a whole repertoire of arguments.

We need to take her back, lock her up in the palace, and find ten or eight female officials to discipline her properly!

Pei Zhao looked at Nangong Chen, whose face was ashen, and then at Lin Xiuer, who stood with her hands on her hips and looked defiant. He was at his wit's end.

If they keep arguing like this, will the father and daughter ever be able to reunite?

He strode up to Nangong Chen and bowed respectfully.

"Master, Miss, Miss knows nothing about her background. She even bumped her head a while ago, so it's normal that she can't figure it out right now."

He paused, glanced at Hu Yidao and his group who were eavesdropping not far away, and lowered his voice even further.

"There are too many people and too many eyes here; it's not a good place to discuss this. Why don't we go somewhere else, to the old house in the west of the town, and ask Madam Wang to explain in person what really happened back then?"

He looked up and met Nangong Chen's eyes: "We can also find out... find out where Madam is."

Nangong Chen took several deep breaths to calm himself down.

Yes, I was almost driven mad with anger.

Since we can't reason with this rebellious woman, let's ask someone who knows the whole story.

Ask Wang what exactly happened back then, and where Xue'er went.

He flicked his sleeves, put his hands behind his back, and strode out.

As she passed Lin Xiuer, she huffed angrily.

They continued walking out.

The young man wearing the black and gold mask followed behind him, and when he passed by Lin Xiuer, he also glanced down at her.

Lin Xiuer met his gaze.

Those previously cold eyes were now filled with an undisguised smile.

He moved his lips and lip-read two words.

"You've got guts."

Lin Xiuer was taken aback.

She was about to ask what it meant when the man had already followed Nangong Chen out, leaving her only with his tall and slender back.

Pei Zhao walked over and took her hand: "Let's go home first. Go back and ask Mother, and everything will be clear."

Lin Xiuer was pulled away by him, her mind still blank.

Seeing the old man leave, Old Hu quickly picked up Xiao Bao and went forward, looking very anxious: "Girl, what happened?"

Wu Liangcai, Chen Mingxuan, and the others also came over with curious expressions.

Lin Xiuer shrugged, equally bewildered: "I don't know what happened either. You saw it yourself, he came up and immediately said he was my father."

She frowned, trying hard to recall the fragments of the original owner's memories: "But I remember, my father died of a serious illness when I was five or six years old..."

These are the memories she received after transmigrating. Although the original owner was still young at the time and her memories were somewhat vague, she still had some recollection of them.

"If Ping An hadn't known him," Lin Xiuer turned to look towards the doorway, "I would have suspected that the old man was a conman and a human trafficker."

Liu Ruyan, standing to the side, was also completely bewildered.

What is all this about?

But one thing is certain: her brother's respectful demeanor towards the old man was genuine.

That old man was definitely not a fraud.

As for acknowledging his father… in her opinion, it was more like the old man saying something in a moment of anger without thinking.

Wu Liangcai clenched his fists, his face filled with righteous indignation: "Why don't I go find my father and have him send someone to arrest that old man and interrogate him!"

Pei Zhao gave him a speechless look.

"Alright, you guys shut up and stop making things worse. Interrogating someone like that? I think you're tired of living."

He pushed aside Wu Liangcai, who was rushing off to commit suicide, took Xiaobao from Lao Hu's hands, and held him in his arms.

Little Bao nestled on his shoulder, his little hands obediently wrapped around his neck.

"You all stay here and watch the shop. There are many people watching outside, so don't wander off or say anything out of line. Otherwise, you'll lose your heads."

Lose your head?

Everyone was startled and quickly shut their mouths.

This was the first time they had ever seen Ping An talk to them so much at once.

In their eyes, Ping An never talks nonsense, so if he dares to say this now, it must be no exaggeration.

Each little chick nodded obediently, like pecking at rice, indicating that they would definitely not run away or talk nonsense.

After giving them his instructions, Pei Zhao picked up Xiao Bao, took Lin Xiuer's hand, and left the braised meat shop.