Zhenfubao waved his hand and the warehouse was full of grain, and the whole family regretted it

Bai Qiaoniang looked at her and said, "If I hand over this house, will you say I am filial?"

Old Lady Zhao was delighted, for she knew that Bai Qiaoniang was easy to control:

"Yes, if you hand over this house, you can live here later if you want. I will ask them to reserve a room for you.

Your two brothers and so many sisters should all go back and live here. This big house is just right for them."

Bai Qiaoniang chuckled, "Mother, why are you still dreaming like before? I'm asking you to give my daughter's things to me. Do you think you're worthy?"

The eldest sister, Zhao Qiaomei, looked at her and said, "Bai Qiaoniang, this is your parents giving you a chance to fulfill your filial duty! Don't be ungrateful."

"Isn't it? This is to save face for you. As a daughter of the Zhao family, you changed your surname without the consent of the Zhao family. Who gave you face?" The second sister Zhao Qiaohe said impatiently.

The third sister Zhao Qiaoju stared at the jewelry on Bai Qiaoniang's body, and her eyes suddenly turned red. She couldn't hide her jealousy.

"Isn't what you're wearing made by the best craftsman in Bianjing City?"

Her voice was a little tight:

"With just this set of jewelry of yours, I estimate that you can buy a courtyard house in Bianjing.

Qiao Niang, what you did was not right. Can't you think about your two brothers?

The house they live in now is shabby and they are always looked down upon when they go out, and they can't hold their heads up.

You have so much money to buy these things, can't you help them out?

If you can make them behave decently and stop being criticized, will you feel better?"

Bai Qiaoniang looked at her and said:

"Zhao Qiuju, I remember you married into the Xu family, one of the richest families in Beijing.

The Xu family's business has been growing bigger and bigger over the years, so you must be well-off.

"You see that my parents and brothers are having a hard time, so why don't you give them some money to help them?"

Zhao Qiuju's face flushed red. "I... I can't be the head of the family. If I could be the head of the family like you, I would definitely be filial to my parents."

Bai Qiaoniang laughed heartily and said:

"I thought you were so powerful! Turns out you're just a paper tiger!

You can't be the master of your husband's family, so you plan to be the master of mine? Are you worthy?"

Old Mrs. Zhao was so angry that she cursed:

"Great! And you're a general's wife! You curse at me so easily. I've raised you for so many years, isn't it my duty to let you be filial to us?

Even if I take this to the authorities, I will still be in the right."

Sun Xing said loudly:

"Da Qi Code, Household and Marriage Chapter, Article 18 of the Law of Respecting Parents.

All women, whether married or unmarried, must fulfill their duty to support their biological parents. Those who violate this duty will be punished according to the law:

If the parents are over 60 years old, or have a serious illness and are unable to support themselves, the daughter (including married ones) must provide them with food and clothing on a monthly basis, and send them winter clothes and New Year gifts at the end of the year. She is not allowed to shirk her responsibilities.

If one owns land or a business, he must take one-tenth of his property as a proportion of his wealth to support his parents.

These people came prepared today. Bai Qiaoniang smiled and said, "That's indeed the case. You can sue and see what the result is."

Bai Qiaoniang has a clean record under her name, but she is afraid of encountering these ruffians.

Not only did Bai Wanwan know the legal provisions, but Bai Qiaoniang also studied them frequently, so everything under her name was distributed to her children.

Bai Wanwan suddenly said, "Mom, come here for a moment. I want to tell you something."

Bai Qiaoniang followed Bai Wanwan into the house. Bai Wanwan said, "Mom, please stretch out your arm for me to see. I want to see if there is a birthmark on your right arm."

Bai Qiaoniang shook her head and said, "I have a scar on my right arm. I don't remember how it happened. I don't have any other birthmarks."

Bai Wanwan looked at the scar on Bai Qiaoniang's right arm and said, "Do you think it's possible that this scar is a birthmark and someone has removed it?"

Bai Qiaoniang looked at her and said, "You mean...you mean this might have been a birthmark, and that I'm my parents' biological child?"

"Mom, we just never thought about it that way."

Those involved are often confused, while those on the sidelines can see things more clearly. They really didn't dare to think about it in this way.

Bai Qiaoniang suddenly felt a headache and cried out, "Ah..."

Bai Wanwan quickly rushed over and asked, "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

"I don't know either. I have a splitting headache. I..." Bai Qiaoniang fainted immediately.

Bai Wanwan quickly felt her pulse. Madam Bai rushed in and asked, "What happened? Why did your mother faint? You guys, quickly carry her to the bed."

Bai Wanwan placed her fingertips on Bai Qiaoniang's wrist, her pulse was rapid and chaotic, and her face darkened slightly:

"I'm afraid what I said just now really irritated Mother.

She had already lost a memory, and the blood in her brain had not yet dissipated. When she got emotional just now, the blood rushed to her head, causing her to suddenly faint."

Madam Bai also put her hand on her wrist and said:

"You're right, the blood stasis attacking the heart caused the fainting.

Right now, we need to use silver needles to clear the qi and blood first, and then relieve this acute condition."

Bai Wanwan took out the silver needle, leaned over and found the acupuncture point on the top of Bai Qiaoniang's head and near her temple. With a slight shake of her wrist, the silver needle was inserted steadily. Her technique was neat and decisive.

In just half a cup of tea, Bai Qiaoniang's eyelashes trembled and she slowly opened her eyes.

Her eyes were somewhat distracted as she scanned the surroundings before finally settling on Madam Bai's face. She grabbed Madam Bai's hand and said, "Mother!"

Mrs. Bai's heart skipped a beat when she heard her call. She quickly reached out and touched her head, soothing her gently, "It's okay, it's okay, don't be afraid, Qiao Niang."

"Mother..." Bai Qiaoniang's tears flowed down. She hugged Mrs. Bai tightly and burst into tears.

Madam Bai said in a somewhat panicked voice:

"What the hell is going on?

Qiao Niang, if you have anything to say, just tell me. Don't cry like that. I'm timid. Are you trying to scare me to death?"

Bai Qiaoniang looked at her and said, "Mother, I am your dear! Wuuwuwu..."

Mrs. Bai's hair stood on end. Her daughter's nickname was Guaiguai.

When Bai Qiaoniang was a child, she and Bai Yin had no choice but to give her a nickname because she was naughty.

"No... darling? How... how did you know?" Mrs. Bai was stunned.

Bai Qiaoniang climbed up and said:

"I am your biological daughter. Huo Jun and I ran away that year. We originally planned to stroll around the street and then go back.

Who would have thought that he would faint just after buying a string of candied haws.

When I woke up, I was in a dilapidated temple and saw a few people chatting. They said that the inspection outside was strict and the child could not be transported out at all.

Later, Zhao Laoliu, a human trafficker, took me in.

Madam Bai covered her mouth with her hands, tears streaming down her face. "Sixth Brother Zhao? That bastard from the Zhao family?"

Bai Qiaoniang nodded and said, "After they brought me back, they told everyone that I was their little girl and that I had been raised in the countryside..."