The first step to a rich country is to get rich first and then get richer

"I, I didn't notice it. Usually, I saw that girl always lowered her head and refused to talk to me. Today, when I saw her lowering her head, I didn't check on her too much. Could she be injured too?"

The village chief looked serious, but his expression revealed a bit of panic. It was unclear whether he was pretending or if he really didn't notice.

"You can see for yourself. She was injured, but she had to work, while her family could just lie in bed and recover.

Either they were men or adults, but they bullied her, a short girl.

Are these people really worth saving as you say?"

When Meng Anran said this, the people lying on the bed became anxious.

"You dead money loser, what nonsense are you talking about?

Don't you see how badly we're hurt?

The injuries that girl suffered were nothing more than superficial ones.

She wants to rest. If she rests, who will do the housework? Why are you here to help us?

Don't talk without thinking. If you really do, you are not the one who will suffer the loss or get hurt.

He is very smooth-talking and will try to renege on his debts as soon as he is touched.

I tell you, you have to pay for this money, whether you want to or not. If it weren't for you, would our family be hurt? Look at my two poor sons, they have never suffered such a hardship before."

Zhang Cuihua sat up from the bed with her hands on her hips, cursing loudly and sharply, and she didn't look like she was about to die from the injury she had just received.

The two chubby white boys on the bed heard their mother mention their injuries, and they quickly covered their feet, one covering their arms, and screamed even louder.

Everyone looked at their injured parts before they had a chance to cover their wounds.

My goodness, if the doctor had come later, this injury would probably have healed.

These people were all seriously injured, but the two of them only had minor scratches. Could it be that their skin was too thick and the weapons couldn't hurt them at all?

Lan Ning was very interested and wanted to try an idea.

She quickly shook her head. No, no, how could she have such an idea? It turned out that she had seen too much killing in this dynasty, causing her to be no longer as pure and kind as before.

The village chief was a little embarrassed at the moment. He was so anxious just now that he put aside his own face and asked Doctor Mu to come over. Now, several people looked full of energy and did not look like they needed medical treatment at all.

Very good, with just a few words, everyone's attention was shifted to the topic of their injuries.

As for why they were robbed? What did the thieves look like? How many of them were there? Why did they find their home? No one paid any attention to this question.

Lan Ning and Meng Anran looked at each other. From the information in their eyes, it can be inferred that they both had the same opinion on this matter.

Since this matter may really be related to them, they cannot admit to taking responsibility.

Although Zhang Cuihua spoke lively and energetically, she was really hurt after all. After a while of the quarrel, she was sweating profusely and gasping for breath. Looking at her like this, I was really afraid that she would die on the bed in the next second.

"Okay, village chief, let's not waste time here anymore, we still have things to do.

You go out and see how Lanqin is doing. I suspect this family is abusing her.

I think I still have some say in this village. If I really find out that they are abusing her, I will take her away today. If they disagree, I will report it to the police directly."

When they heard the words "report to the police", Lanzhou and Zhang Cuihua both panicked.

Although they didn't know whether their behavior towards their daughter could be considered abuse, as long as they talked about reporting to the police, things would definitely not be simple.

Besides, the Lan girl's family is very familiar with the government officials.

No, we can’t report it to the police. We absolutely cannot let them report it to the police.

"Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you have some money. When will you be able to make decisions about our family affairs?

She was born from my womb, so no matter how I treat her, it's what I should do.

Besides, she is a girl, a money-losing commodity. When she grows up, she will have to get married and work for other families. Then who will do all the work in our family?

We are just thinking about letting her do more work now, so that we won’t suffer any loss when she gets married in the future.”

I don’t know when, a small figure stood outside the door, looking at the scene inside through the crack in the door and listening to the voices inside.

She lowered her head, no one knew what she was thinking, no one knew whether she was upset or indifferent at the moment.

Seeing how fluently Zhang Cuihua said these words, and her attitude made her feel that there was nothing wrong with them, Lan Qin must have heard such words a lot.

Lan Qin, who had been keeping her head down and not moving, suddenly felt her cold little hands being held by a pair of warm, calloused hands.

Even though Lan Qin was held by someone's hand, she did not look up immediately.

After waiting for a long time and seeing that no slap fell on him, he slowly raised his head and looked at the owner of the hands.

He is too cautious. It seems that he gets beaten a lot.

The person who came into sight was the owner with the cold and indifferent expression just now. Now, she looked at herself with eyes full of tenderness.

This must be an act. How could someone show a gentle look to me? He must be doing this to beat me and torture me.

"Will you come with me?"

What a beautiful voice, different from her mother's sharp, piercing voice with a hint of hoarseness.

When she heard this voice, it felt like a pool of spring water in her heart, constantly washing her cold and dirty body, washing away the dirt on her body bit by bit, making her body slowly become warm and feeling more comfortable than ever before.

"Are you planning to sell me too? To a widower as a concubine?"

Lan Qin shook her head.

"I'm too short and not good-looking. If I sell me to someone else, you won't get much money. You'll be at a loss if you buy me back."

Perhaps she was too kind, or perhaps it was the first time that Lanqin gave herself the warmest reward for the tenderness she had experienced for the first time.

What is she saying?

Lan Ning, who was standing by, couldn't help but widen his eyes when he heard her shocking words.

"How old are you? How could we sell you to a widower? And tell me, is there someone who is targeting you?"

As soon as Lan Ning finished speaking, he instantly felt a fierce murderous aura from Meng Anran.

"Who is it? I'm going to kill him."

Once again, extend kindness to yourself.

Can you please stop doing this to yourself? She will take it seriously, and she will feel terrible when they hurt her.

Either be bad to yourself from the beginning, or don't be nice to yourself.