Chapter 100: A Front, Let It Go

"It turned out that it was because Zihan saw her and ***, so she talked nonsense to Zihan!"

Jiang shook his head, looked at the golden flower with disdain, and then turned to Zihan.

"Little girl, I heard you call Shao Yuanniang godmother, it turns out that you recognized her as a godmother."

Gao had been following Zihan closely, and she was ready to quarrel with the women who spoke ill of Zihan at any time.

But unexpectedly, things didn't seem to need her to speak at all.

At this time, when he heard Jiang ask this, he hurriedly opened his mouth, "That's it, I like Zihan's tightness, so I asked Dr. Lin to promise to let me accept Zihan as my goddaughter." ”

Gao sighed softly and glanced at the other women who looked around, "Zihan saw a cluster of good medicinal herbs on Daping Mountain earlier, but she couldn't reach it, so the day before yesterday, she called her eldest brother to accompany her to pick the medicinal herbs back.

What's wrong with being an elder brother pulling a sister when climbing a hill, but I didn't expect it to be called a golden flower to choreograph such ugly words. ”

"A golden flower is shameless, and only those who were coaxed by her sweet words believed her nonsense."

The corners of Jiang's mouth slanted, and he glanced at the women who were originally on the same front as Hua Jinhua, and then fixed his gaze on Li Jinxiu.

"Maybe she sold it that day, and they were still busy counting the money for her!"

Looked at by Jiang's meaningful gaze, Li Jinxiu couldn't help but shudder.

It's over, it's over, I'll definitely be beaten to death by the man at home when I go back today.

In addition to Li Jinxiu, there are also those who are close to Jinhua, and they are also flustered.

If Zihan, this girl, really relied on Mayor Cui to help her, and insisted on asking them to give ten yuan, wouldn't they be sold by a golden flower?

A few women at the back of the crowd quietly walked towards the gate of the wheat field, taking advantage of the fact that everyone's attention was on the bustle of two to one in the circle.

Cui Feng glanced at Zhang Yongye.

Zhang Yongye picked up the microphone that was put down by Zihan, "Sixth aunt, Yongqiang's daughter-in-law, you can't go." ”

Because there were Zhang Yongye's sixth aunt Qiao, and his cousin Zhang Yongqiang's daughter-in-law, although Zhang Yongye stopped them loudly, he was embarrassed to say the next words.

Cui Feng glared at Zhang Yongye, who was looking at him with an embarrassed face, and took the microphone from him.

"This matter can't just be left like that, twelve years ago you killed Jiao Yufen with your rumors, and six years ago you used rumors to force Dr. Lin to kneel down and beg you for his granddaughter.

Today, you used rumors to force Zihan to kneel for you, if you just let it go, maybe one day you will use rumors to force Zihan or others to find a short-term view. ”

Cui Feng's voice was full of coldness, and his voice was also very high, and the people who were watching the excitement all looked at Cui Feng on the big kang in unison.

Zhang Yongye's sixth aunt, Zhang Yongqiang's daughter-in-law and others walked back in disgrace.

When passing by the side of Hua Jinhua, who was still torn by Zhao Lanying and the Jin family, holding her head and curling up and begging for mercy, she didn't forget to glare at her fiercely.

Cui Feng coldly glanced at the women who were evasive, and then at the three people who were scuffling together.

In the end, his gaze gently turned to Zihan, as well as Kang's and Jiao Zongfu, who were supported by Zihan, Gu Shaoyuan and others.

At this time, Kang's was already crying, and Jiao Zongfu was so angry that he stomped on his crutches.