A peasant girl traveled through time and space, and she became prosperous

"What evidence do you have for saying that?"

When the father saw that At's men were all there, he felt that At couldn't possibly have run away with his daughter, and that his daughter wouldn't do anything to harm the villagers.

"What evidence do we need? Everyone saw it."

If you don't believe me, you can ask that girl, Yiran. She was there when the wine knocked Zhongyong unconscious.

Liu Kerong spoke with absolute certainty, and even looked for witnesses around him. Dad blinked and looked at Yiran not far away with some worry.

She had already heard Liu Kerong mention her name, and when she saw her father looking at her, she got up and slowly walked over.

“Miss Yiran, you saw what happened last night, right? You can tell him whether it’s true or not, and whether I, Liu Kerong, lied or not.”

Wen Meijiu never talked much about what happened outside with her parents. As long as it was a new person arranged by their daughter, her parents thought he was a good person.

They dared not neglect girls who were still gentle, quiet, and seemed knowledgeable and insightful.

Even knowing that there seemed to be some unpleasantness between her and her daughter, the parents still treated each other with courtesy. The affairs between young people are not something that anyone can easily explain.

My father still speaks and acts like someone who has been to school, so his character shouldn't be so bad as to lie with Liu Kerong.

She first bowed slightly to her father, her face showing a hint of embarrassment, and then nodded as she stood to the side.

"See? You don't believe me, but you should believe Miss Yiran. She's someone close to Young Master Li."

Liu Kerong knew that Young Master Li was Old Li's nephew, and that Old Li was currently treating his father's leg ailment. With this relationship, he was still considered one of their own.

See? Even your own people have said so, what else do you not believe?

A smug look of triumph appeared on Liu Kerong's face, and she pressed her advantage, saying:

"I don't care whether she hits Zhongyong or not, but my mule was stolen by her and Ate."

I couldn't find that wolf cub, so I had to turn to you guys. Who told your daughter to run away with him?

As the saying goes, "Birds of a feather flock together," so today we're counting on your family for this.

If it weren't for the past..."

"If it weren't for the fact that I took a liking to you back then," Liu Kerong said, afraid that saying it would be bad for her. She realized that it would be detrimental to her, so she quickly swallowed her words back.

"If it weren't for the fact that you can't move, I would have insisted on asking you for the compensation for Zhongyong on his behalf."

"Let me do the math. We don't have a mule. My husband pulled the cart all night, so that's five taels of silver. My mule is worth ten taels. So, give me fifteen taels in total."

Taking advantage of Wen Meijiu's absence, Liu Kerong made an outrageous demand of her father, vowing that once she got the money, no one could take it back.

"Your word is not enough. We'll talk about it when the wine comes back."

Father was worried, but he could also tell at a glance that Liu Kerong was trying to extort money.

Even if this were true, it wouldn't be worth that much money.

"You don't believe me, you don't believe me, right?"

Liu Kerong got anxious first, and her voice grew louder and louder, as if she wanted everyone around her to hear it.

"Keep your voice down, we're all neighbors."

He wanted to save face for Liu Kerong, and he believed that Wen Meijiu would resolve the matter well once she returned.

However, Liu Kerong interpreted his words as fear, and she became even more aggressive.

"Everyone come over here, come and see how the Wen Houyu family bullies people."

"They brought in so many outsiders under the guise of protecting everyone, and now it seems they're all their accomplices. Not only do they not protect us, they're also secretly oppressing us. It's utterly lawless!"

As she spoke, she sat on the ground and began to wail.

Her father had seen this trick many times before, so he was used to it. He snorted coldly, watched coldly, and said nothing more.

Everyone was exhausted, and when they heard her crying and wailing, they took it as a joke to relieve their fatigue and gathered around to watch the fun.

With more people around, Liu Kerong became even more enthusiastic. This was the stage she wanted; with a stage, she could perform grand operas!

"Fellow villagers, my mule was stolen by his wine shop. I asked him for compensation, but he won't pay. Everyone, please be the judge."

She just said that At stole the mule, but now she's shamelessly pinning the blame on Wen Meijiu. How could her father tolerate this?

"Shut up! When did fine wine ever steal your mule? Don't slander people."

My father is a gentleman. Although he has seen this kind of shrew before, he can't stop people like this from using such underhanded tactics to attack others.

"It was your family's wine that was stolen. She and Art ran away, but weren't they robbing it together?"

Liu Kerong was like a myna bird with upturned beaks, slandering people without batting an eye. She hated Wen Meijiu to the core.

She still had a barely perceptible smile on her lips, and she stepped back slightly into the crowd, distancing herself from the car where her father was lying.

Last night, after Wen Meijiu and A Te disappeared, Young Master Li also quickly vanished. Needless to say, she searched everywhere but couldn't find him.

When they met Liu Kerong, the two of them were like dung beetles finding dung, and they just rolled around together tightly.

Liu Kerong said that Wen Meijiu was a vixen and warned Yiran to be careful.

She wasn't stupid; she could tell that he still liked Young Master Li.

Both of them harbored resentment towards Wen Meijiu. After discussing it, they decided to put on a good show together, which would both ruin Wen Meijiu's reputation and get compensation from Liu Kerong's family, so that she would suffer less resentment at home.

In the crowd, Dad and Liu Kerong, one lying down and the other sitting, glared at each other angrily, the tension about to escalate.

Suddenly, a cold smile appeared on his lips, and his tone became indifferent.

"Your Deren probably ran off with someone else too, right?"

Anyone can slander someone.

"You're talking nonsense. Our Deren is doing just fine. Who's like your Meijiu, who was born but never taught?"

After saying that, she stopped howling and stood up to wave to Wen Deren, who was hiding not far away.

"Master, come over here."

Wen Deren had known that Liu Kerong would do this, but this time he did not stop her.

Last night, without his mule, he pulled a cart all night with his family and all their belongings on it. He was so exhausted that he almost fainted.

Although he resented his wife, he couldn't live like this anymore and wanted to find someone to give him an explanation and seek justice.

Wen Deren walked slowly to Liu Kerong, too embarrassed to look up at his father's eyes, after all, the two had been classmates.

"Brother Deren, did you come up with this idea? It's brilliant!"

His father deliberately disgusted him. He's an educated man, yet he acts like that shrew. He's a disgrace to scholars and an insult to culture.

Wen Deren initially felt a little guilty, since it wasn't his father who did it, and he felt it was indeed unfair. However, at this moment, his guilt had completely vanished.

He raised his eyelids and said without any remorse:

"Whether it was my money or not, tell me if my family is in the right or not."

Even if the mule wasn't stolen by Meijiu, At was brought in by her, right?

In the beginning, I didn't want him to come along.

Not to mention him, it was understandable that everyone was afraid of Art and the others at first and didn't want them to come along.