Zhang Fugui is an old bachelor in the village.

My mother actually talked to him...

The man continued, "Not only Honghong, Zhaodi, Laidi and others are also Zhang Fugui's bastard!"

Yan Honghong stayed in place in surprise.

A woman behind her whispered to Ruan Ling: "Zhaodi and Lai are all Honghong's sisters."

When these names sound like boys and girls, they want their sons.

It’s a pity that the family gave birth to eight daughters, but none of them were born.

At this time, the woman in the room suddenly cried, "Yan Laoshuan, you shameless bastard! If you hadn't forced me, I would have been with Zhang Fugui... You are not a human!"

She covered her face and broke down and cried.

Yan Laoshuan rushed over with excitement, grabbed the woman's clothes, and cursed with red eyes: "Damn prostitute! If you weren't willing, who could force you?"

Yan Honghong covered her mouth and looked at her parents in disbelief.

At this moment, a sudden rush at the door was heard.

Ruan Ling turned her head and saw a little girl of seven or eight years old standing at the door with a look of panic on her face, with a pile of pieces of dishes under her feet.

Yan Honghong lost her voice: "Xiaoman!"

A female ghost explained to Ruan Ling in a low voice: "That is the youngest daughter of the Yan family, Yan Xiaoman."

Ruan Ling looked at her: "You don't have to lower your voice deliberately, others can't hear you."

"Oh, is that?" the ghost coughed awkwardly, "I haven't adapted to my new identity yet."

The few next to her looked at her speechlessly.

"She has always been a heartless person, and the land grandma ignores her."

"I didn't expect the Yan family to be like this..."

"It turns out that Honghong is not the biological child of the Yan family. No wonder she was killed..."

The other ghosts were talking in a low voice.

Ruan Ling looked into the room and saw that Yan Laoshuan and his wife had already discovered Yan Xiaoman at the door.

"Xiaoman, you heard from my mother..."

"I heard it all, I heard it all..." Yan Xiaoman trembled all over, tears rushing, shouting loudly, turning around and running.

"Xiaoman, Xiaoman!" Yan Honghong forgot his identity and followed him to chase him out.

There are so many people in the yard.

Yan Xiaoman's shout attracted everyone's attention.

"Xiaoman, you damn girl, if you yell, I will beat you to death!" Yan Laoshuan chased her out, trying to scare her with intimidation and not allow her to talk nonsense.

Yan Xiaoman was already frightened, and was threatened by his father's fierceness. He fell down and hugged his head and cried: "I'm not talking nonsense, I don't! I'm not my father's biological son, woo!"

Everyone was in an uproar.

Yan Laoshuan's face looked extremely ugly.

His mother came over tremblingly, pulled Yan Laoshuan and asked, "Lao Shuan, what's going on? What Xiaoman said, why isn't she your biological child?"

Yan Laoshuan said impatiently: "This kid is confused. Mom, go back to the house, there is nothing you have to do here!"

Yan's mother cried angrily: "What's wrong? She said she was celebrating my birthday. What a big deal happened at home, and she lost her life. Xiaoman said again that she was not his biological child. What kind of evil did she commit?"

When Yan Xiaoman saw his grandmother, he seemed to have seen a life-saving Bodhisattva. He rushed over and hid behind her, and said tremblingly: "Grandma save me! I am not my father's biological child, and neither is the fifth sister! Dad wants to harm us all!"

Everyone was shocked when they said this.

Liu stood at the door of the main hall, his face turned gray.
Chapter completed!