Dressed as a farmer's widow, she brought her daughter to stock up on food and reached the top

The villagers weren't impressed: "Huh? Why would it take so many people to pick up a child, and so rudely?"

Aunt Liu quickly apologized with a smile: "I did something wrong, please forgive me."

One sister-in-law stood up and said: "Even if you want to pick up the child, the child must be willing to go with you."

Aunt Liu was speechless for a moment: "This..."

At this time, Chen Zexi said loudly: "I will not go back with you. If I go back with you, you will only torture me in various ways. I am very happy here."

Aunt Liu looked very unhappy, but she didn't dare to lose her temper.

When the women in the village heard that it was Awang's concubine, they signaled their men to step back. This kind of thing should be done by women. The women surrounded him and it seemed that they had bullied Awang a lot in the past.

A plump woman said, "Oh, it's my aunt, I thought it was some other family's lady!

But Awang is living well here with us, why should we take him away?"

Aunt Liu forced a smile and said, "This is what the master wants. I am just following his orders."

Another tall and thin woman continued, "Under orders? I don't think it's that simple. Is there no room for this child in the mansion?"

Aunt Liu waved her hands hastily: "That's not true, everyone has misunderstood."

The women were talking to each other, and Aunt Liu's face turned red, not knowing how to respond.

The women would not let this concubine go. Although Futian Village was poor, all the men in the village had only one wife. Naturally, the women in the village looked down on the concubine, and soon concubine Liu had a conflict with the women in the village.

Aunt Liu was furious: "You ignorant village women, what do you know! I am a concubine, not a mistress! And certainly not a concubine!"

This completely infuriated the women: "Who are you calling ignorant? You're dirty yourself, and you still have the nerve to criticize others!"

The scene became increasingly chaotic. Amidst the shoving and pushing, Aunt Liu's clothes were torn into a mess. She screamed, "You're rebelling! How dare you lay hands on me!"

But the women ignored her shouting and continued to accuse her of wrongdoing.

The servants were unable to protect these women who worked all year round, and during the scuffle, a pillow fell out from under Aunt Liu's skirt.

Everyone was stunned, then burst into laughter: "Haha, it turns out it's a fake belly!"

Aunt Liu turned pale and quickly bent down to pick it up, but the village woman snatched it away quickly. She was furious: "Don't laugh!"

The women laughed even louder: "She was talking about being pregnant, but it turns out she was just faking it!"

Aunt Liu felt so ashamed that she just wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

She never dreamed that her fake pregnancy would be exposed under such circumstances.

Aunt Liu's face was ashen, and she was trembling all over: "No, it's not like that..."

But no one believed her at this time, and the women all laughed at her.

"Humph, you're still trying to use this to deceive people. How shameless!"

"I think this aunt of hers was also tricked into getting here with a fake belly!"

"Mr. Chen is truly blind. He would rather have a son like Awang than a fake belly."

The women handed the pillow to Butler Li and said with a smile, "This is Master Chen's son. Please take him back."

Butler Li looked at Aunt Liu with a serious look, holding the cotton pillow tightly in his hand, with no expression on his face.

He had long been fed up with this concubine Liu. She had actually whispered in the master's ear, asking him to replace the housekeeper in the mansion. Now that he was going back, he wanted to see who had been replaced.

Aunt Liu was embarrassed and annoyed, but she could do nothing about it. At this time, Xiuying stepped forward and said, "Aunt Liu, you'd better go back quickly and stop embarrassing yourself here."

Aunt Liu glared at Xiuying fiercely, then fled away in shame with her men.

Housekeeper Li was secretly calculating in his heart, but his face remained expressionless. On the way back, Aunt Liu kept cursing: "These damn country people ruined my good thing!"

Housekeeper Li said from the side: "Auntie, I'm afraid this won't end well."

Aunt Liu shouted angrily, "Shut up! It's all your fault. It's useless! So what if my belly is fake?

The master truly loves me, and I am still young. Sooner or later I will have my own children!"

Butler Li lowered his head and said no more, but he was thinking in his mind how to expose Concubine Liu's scandal in front of the master.

After Aunt Liu left, Yang Xiuying wanted to comfort Awang, but then she saw Awang holding a bamboo basket and going to pick eggs with Xiao Laoqi.

Xiuying smiled helplessly: "This child is really generous."

He turned around and went to the kitchen to prepare lunch.

Awang and Xiao Laoqi were carefully searching for eggs in the chicken coop, laughing happily from time to time.

Awang said, "Seventh Brother, today was really dangerous."

Little Old Seven nodded: "But let's get rid of that bad woman."

The two of them picked up eggs as they talked, and soon the bamboo basket was full of eggs.

However, Aunt Liu's disturbance made Chen Zexi aware of the crisis. After all, he was not Xiuying's child and would leave here sooner or later. He had to find a way to become one of them.

Chen Zexi frowned and pondered: "What should I do?" At night, after everyone went to bed, he was still tossing and turning in bed.

The people of Futian Village soon welcomed the rice harvest season. There was little rain this year, and Futian Village is surrounded by mountains and water. The originally fertile fields had long been dry, and a large river in the village had turned into a small stream. Unexpectedly, the rice still grew plump under such circumstances.

The villagers' faces were filled with joyful smiles: "This is really God's blessing!"

Xiuying also came to the fields with the children, and Chen Zexi worked very hard.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile, "We can have a good harvest this year, and everyone will have enough to eat!"

As everyone was harvesting rice and chatting happily, a village elder said with emotion, "This is all thanks to Xiuying. Without her, we wouldn't be able to grow rice in this remote area."

We were able to have such a good harvest thanks to following Xiuying in growing drought-resistant and high-yield rice. If it were ordinary rice, there would be no way it would be possible to produce so many plump grains in the dry land.

The villagers nodded in agreement

"Yes, Xiuying is really the lucky star of our village."

Xiuying smiled sheepishly: "As a result of everyone's joint efforts, our lives will definitely get better and better in the future."

For a period of time afterwards, the people of Futian Village were immersed in the joy of the harvest.

They never dreamed that the drought-resistant and high-yield rice they planted with Xiuying would have such a good harvest. The worst acre of land in the village produced more than 2,000 kilograms of rice, while the best acre of land in Sun Dasao's family produced 4,000 kilograms of rice.

Mrs. Sun smiled from ear to ear: "Oh, this is really the good fortune of our ancestors, allowing us to encounter such a good thing.

No, we have to thank Xiuying. Without her, we wouldn't have such a good harvest!"