Those hands are beautiful and slender, with white joints, and are a pair of unreliable beautiful hands.

The noble man is a woman.

This thought ran through the village chief's mind.

The next second, a beautiful and familiar face was revealed after the curtain of the car was lifted.

The villagers were shocked, and some even screamed, "...Miss of the Wei family?!"

Then, the crowd exploded.

"I'm not right, is this really a little baby girl?"

"Why did she come back in a carriage that only nobles can sit on? And she was wearing silk and satin that only nobles can wear?"

"She looks like a real noble now."

"Is this wealth for the Wei family's wife?"

Some people also spoke a little sour, "Don't you have to climb up to some big shots, after all, she has a good face."

Everything said.

Fenghua turned a deaf ear and jumped out of the car lightly, and hugged the little bun with a white face.

The woman standing at the door of the pear blossom holding the little boy in one hand is no longer like the peasant woman who was weak and swallowed by the past, with her confident and lazy eyebrows and beautiful eyes and dazzling beauty.

Among the villagers—

The man was in a complicated mood. He used to think that this young lady of the Wei family would be beautiful, but she would always be sad and sigh in pain in spring and autumn, and her beautiful appearance was lost in vain.

But now...

It's really like a Guzhao immortal descending to earth!

The woman gritted her teeth, envious, jealous and hated.

They are all from the same village. Originally, Wei Zi was helpless, had no husband, and had a cub to raise. Although she had good embroidery skills, she would regularly hand over ten handkerchiefs to the boss of Jinxiufang every month to get a sum of silver, so she didn't have to go to work in the fields. Her son Xiaobao was well-behaved and filial, so they didn't envy her much.

But now...

The woman was wearing silk and satin, and a jade bracelet on her wrist. She returned to Lihua Village and took a carriage, and there were more than a dozen guards who protected her.

Tsk, the gap.

This gap makes women feel extremely unbalanced.

If it were any noble lady, they would probably not be able to feel jealous and comparative, and could only look up respectfully, but they were the people around them once.

When he saw that it was Wei Zi and his son, the village chief also stood up and took him to respect him. Even though she had just gotten off the carriage and followed more than a dozen guards, he did not regard her as a real nobleman.

"Miss of the Wei family, what's going on?" The village chief's tone seemed to have changed from respect to aloof, in an official voice.

Fenghua smiled, but his smile was not enough to reach his eyes. "What does the village chief mean?"

The village chief froze and there was no sound.

She raised her slender hand.

The guard—a brother from the Qingcheng Gang stepped forward, clasped his fists and said, "Please give me instructions."

That attitude was so respectful that it made the villagers jealous.

"He is the wife of the Wei family's little lady."

"Only only nobles have this title."

"When did Xiao Baoniang become a noble person..."

Fenghua's eyes passed through the entrance of the village, and pointed casually at Lihua Village, saying, "There are 56 families living in this Lihua Village except for the one at the end of the village. Please come in and look for the lost things in my house one by one."

"Oh, by the way, the words Wei Zi are usually engraved on the things, which is easy to confirm."

She said lightly to throw a bombshell, "Finding a farmer with my family's belongings, please write it down, I'll report it to the official."

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Chapter completed!