Hearing this, many villagers remembered the pitiful appearance of her family in the past, and a trace of sympathy rose in their hearts.

Tong Xiang didn't expect that this strange man who picked up from the mountains by chance would stand up and help her speak fairly when everyone spurned her.

Looking at his straight figure, the corners of her lips hooked up a light smile.

Some onlookers began to be moved, and they doubted Tong Laosan's words from the bottom of their hearts.

In the final analysis, none of the gamblers in their village sold their children and wives, and in the end their wives and children died tragically, they did not feel guilty, and they really had no conscience.

It's just that Tong Xiang is still too out of line in their eyes.

"If there is a reliable relative who takes this child over, it will not end up like this."

The village chief saw that everyone sympathized with Tong Xianglai, and his thin face was bruised with anger.

Originally, he took the lead in arresting Tong Xiang, not only did he not succeed, but he also lost his crime, isn't he slapping him in the face?

He was the first talent in the village, and the villagers were in awe of him. In the village, he always said that the east is the east and the west is the west, where is there anyone who disagrees with him?

So, he reluctantly asked, "You help the sinner girl to speak like this, who are you?" ”

The villagers who watched the excitement were reminded by the village chief, and they cast ambiguous eyes. He just walked into the house so generously, doesn't he live here?

A girl who has not left the cabinet and a man is really a shame for their village.

Chu Xiao saw that the situation was unfavorable, so he changed his answer: "I am the person she rescued on the mountain, and I will leave after a few days of injury, and it has nothing to do with her." ”

Once upon a time, there had been a rescue of a hunter in the village who had been bitten by a snake, and there seemed nothing wrong with his words.

The village chief just grabbed this point: "I said that the sinner girl is his savior, what he said must be biased!" ”

Some people couldn't get used to the village chief's style, so they took the opportunity to stand up and support Tong Xiang: "But what he said is also true." For so many years, who doesn't know that our Tongjia Village has had the worst life in Tong Laosan's family. ”

The people who watched the excitement still had farm work to do at home, and when they saw that there was nothing to do, they all dispersed.

The courtyard was finally clean again.

Tong Xiang hugged the melon, fruit and eggs, jumped down from the wall, and gave Chu Xiao an approving look: "Oh, go with me and return the things." ”

After saying that, he turned around and left, as if he was shy.

Chu Xiao chuckled lightly and quickly followed.

After returning the things, Tong Xiang was going to take the herbs he had recently picked to the town to exchange for money.

When I came to the town, it was bustling, and it turned out that today was the day to catch the market.

Some small vendors put up a lot of antiques, calligraphy and paintings, shouting loudly and selling them.

A man in white clothes stood in front of an antique painting stall, followed by two people who looked like family members. The man dressed as a young master seemed to have quarreled with the vendor who sold paintings.

Many people surrounded him, and Tong Xiang also heard the quarrel here and stopped for a while.

The fat-headed, big-eared young master in white grabbed the collar of the painting seller and scolded with splatter: "You profiteer, you dare to cheat Young Master Ben's silver and sell it to Young Master Ben for fakes!" You really think that Young Master Ben is a vegetarian! Look at Young Master Ben and don't kill you today! ”

As soon as the words fell, he punched down.

Seeing that the fist was about to fall, less than an inch away from the peddler's head, a stone suddenly flew out, and the hand of the young master in white flew out.

The young master in white shook his hands in pain, his eyes swept towards the crowd fiercely, and he roared through gritted teeth: "Who hit Young Master Ben!" ”

I saw a girl walking out of the crowd, dressed in linen clothes, not tall, but beautiful in appearance.

The young master's eyes straightened, he licked his lips greedily, and immediately changed to a smiling face: "It turned out to be this girl." The girl just hit my hand, and it hurt so badly that you have to rub it yourself. ”

Tong Xiang snorted coldly, ignoring his coveted gaze, and looked at the vendor who sold the paintings: "What paintings did you sell to him?" ”

When the vendor saw that someone had given him a head, he hurriedly replied: "It's Mr. Zhang Qian's "Autumn River Fishing Hidden Map". This is our family's ancestral famous painting, if it weren't for my son's debt, I wouldn't have taken out all the things of my ancestors and sold them! ”

Tong Xiang nodded, noncommittal.

Speaking of which, she didn't plan to join in the fun, after all, she had little research on ancient paintings, let alone the ability to distinguish between the real and the fake.

It's just that under the willow tree by the bridge before, the young master and a woman were flirting there.

The place was actually quite hidden, but she instinctively noticed the details. The woman and the young master made love for a while, and then went to the market, and it was to the painting seller.

She had excellent eyesight, saw all of this very clearly, and had a guess about the truth of the matter.

Tong Xiang didn't believe in the rhetoric of selling paintings, so he asked the young master, "What about paintings?" ”

The young master in white took the painting diligently, and presented it to Tong Xiang with both hands: "Girl, this is the painting he sold me." At the family banquet a few days ago, I was ridiculed a lot because of this, and the girl has to do justice for me. ”

Tong Xiang was so disgusted by him that he snatched the painting and unfolded it in front of everyone.

Most of the onlookers were just ordinary citizens, and they couldn't see what the doorway was.

"Girl, look, this paper is so rough, it's a fake! I was really curious to buy this fake! The young master pretended to be miserable, trying to get her mercy.

Chu Xiao really couldn't stand this person's greasy behavior, and walked out and said: "Just talking about the painting paper, it is enough to prove that this painting is genuine." Mr. Zhang Qian was a painter of the former dynasty, and rice paper was invented by the craftsmen of our dynasty, and many fakes on the market were painted with rice paper.

"As everyone knows, there is only hemp paper in the front court. Judging from the brushstroke style, this painting should belong to Mr. Zhang Qian's early paintings. ”

Some of the children of rich families in the crowd learned this, so they expressed their support: "Indeed, Mr. Zhang's family was poor in his early years, and he could only afford cheap jute paper, which is why the paper is so rough." ”

Seeing that he was being dismantled, the young master in white swaggered up to Chu Xiao: "Where did you come from?" Dare to talk nonsense in front of this young master? ”