Eavesdropping on Fu Bao's inner thoughts, emptying the stored grain and fleeing the famine

Lian Rongrong walked step by step toward the man in front of the door. Everything just now seemed like a dream, but how could she be mistaken for her elder brother's appearance?

Just as Lian Rongrong was so nervous that her hands were trembling, the man in front of the door turned around slightly. Who else could that face be but Lian Yijun?

"Big brother, it really is you!" Lian Rongrong's voice was choked with sobs as she threw herself into Lian Yijun's arms and burst into heart-wrenching cries.

The sadness and despair of the past few days seemed to finally find release at this moment.

Lian Yijun's eyes reddened as she gently patted Lian Rongrong's back, whispering words of comfort:

"Big brother is alright, big brother is back."

Lian Rongrong didn't know how long she had been crying, but by the time she finally calmed down, Lian Yijun's chest was already soaked with tears.

"How old are you? You still cry all the time." Lian Yijun reached out and wiped away Lian Rongrong's tears, speaking softly with heartache and affection.

Lian Rongrong sniffed twice, then shouted loudly to the waiter inside:

"Closed today, no business. My older brother is back."

Lian Rongrong stepped forward and grabbed Lian Yijun's arm, as if he might disappear at any moment.

"Brother, let's go home. You have no idea how heartbroken your wife has been lately."

Also, how did you survive? My sister-in-law said she watched you get swept away by the mud.

And where have you been all this time? Have you been injured anywhere?

What about the others? Were there any survivors?

Lian Rongrong asked several questions in a row, her tone full of concern.

Seeing her youngest sister in this state, Lian Yijun felt both warm and heartbroken.

Lian Yijun didn't rush to answer Lian Rongrong's question. Instead, he withdrew his hand, gently put his arm around his sister's shoulder, and said softly with a slight smile on his lips:

"We'll talk about the specific details later. First, take a look and see who else came back with me."

Following Lian Yijun's gaze, Lian Rongrong looked towards the entrance of the food stall, where stood the person she least wanted to see in her life, Wen Hui.

Besides Wen Hui, there was also Qiu Ju and a little girl who looked about five or six years old. However, Lian Rongrong wasn't in the mood to care who the little girl was for the time being.

Upon seeing Wen Hui, Lian Rongrong rushed out and before she could even stand up straight, her hand had already landed on Wen Hui's face.

"You slut! How dare you still live? Do you even know how many people you've killed?"

Wen Hui covered her face and stood there stunned, her expression full of grievance and confusion.

Meanwhile, the little girl beside her was looking at Lian Rongrong with an extremely complicated expression.

The little girl's eyes were filled with disbelief and shock, but everyone's attention was focused on Lian Rongrong and Wen Hui. No one noticed the little girl's complex expression, which was beyond her years.

"Rongrong, why did you hit me?" Wen Hui's eyes were red, and her voice was filled with sobs.

“We escaped death and went through countless hardships to find you, so why do you treat me like this the moment we meet? I am your second sister-in-law.”

"Second sister-in-law? Hmph." Lian Rongrong snorted coldly, then pushed Wen Hui while cursing:

"Get out of here! I don't need a sister-in-law like you who treats human life like dirt!"

Seeing Lian Rongrong so agitated, Lian Yijun, unaware of what was going on, immediately stepped forward to stop his younger sister.

"Rongrong, what are you doing? Your second sister-in-law just got back, how can you do this?"

Lian Rongrong turned to look at her older brother, her face showing a look of utter disappointment.

"Big brother, do you know that she's the one who stole my ring? If it weren't for her, Chun Tao and Xiao Liu wouldn't have died."

Grandma won't die!

Upon hearing the mention of her grandmother, Lian Rongrong couldn't help but shed tears again, and Lian Yijun was also taken aback, immediately asking:

"What did you say? Grandmother... what happened to her?"

"Grandmother is gone, it's all her fault, it's all her fault!" Lian Rongrong became more and more agitated as she spoke, and it looked like she was about to step forward and tear at Wen Hui again.

Fortunately, Lian Yijun reacted quickly and stopped her.

I thought that Wenhui would at least show some guilt when she realized that things had been exposed.

But this woman, with a sorrowful expression, took the initiative to walk up to Lian Rongrong, and took out the amber ring from her sleeve pocket, handing it to Lian Rongrong.

"Rongrong, is this the ring you're talking about?"

Seeing Wen Hui so openly hand over the ring, Lian Rongrong was stunned. She really didn't know what Wen Hui's purpose was in doing this.

Logically speaking, regardless of the reason, Wenhui shouldn't have handed over the ring so easily.

Just as Lian Rongrong was completely baffled, Wen Hui stepped forward and handed the ring to her.

Lian Rongrong was increasingly surprised, but before she could speak, Wen Hui interrupted her, saying:

"The ring has now been returned to its rightful owner. But, Rongrong, you've probably misunderstood me."

"I didn't take this ring. Besides, what use would I have for an amber ring?"

"You didn't take it? Then why is it in your hands?" Lian Rongrong guessed that Wen Hui had another wicked plan, but she couldn't figure out what she was up to.

Wen Hui sighed, then slowly said, "This ring was found on my aunt."

"Aunt? Lian Xiuyan?" Lian Rongrong frowned and asked.

Wenhui nodded, then continued, "We saw my aunt in the mountains, but... my aunt..."

Wen Hui paused for a moment, then adopted a regretful and sad expression before continuing:

“We found my aunt when she was already dead. We found this ring when we buried her.”

Lian Rongrong frowned even more. Although Lian Xiuyan's fate was already sealed, hearing it from Wen Hui still made Lian Rongrong feel somewhat complicated.

However, compared to Yeon Soo-yeon's death, the most important thing right now is who stole the ring.

"Impossible!" Lian Rongrong said decisively, "We have already searched Lian Xiuyan's body, and the item is not on her at all."

"It's not on my person," Wen Hui replied calmly. "The ring is hidden in my aunt's hair."

Did you check my aunt's hair bun during the search?

Lian Rongrong was slightly taken aback, and Wen Hui quickly caught this fleeting expression.

Wen Hui was secretly delighted. It seemed that she had made the right bet; Lian Rongrong had indeed not searched Lian Xiuyan's hair.

In this way, the matter of the ring could be logically attributed to Lian Xiuyan.

Although Wen Hui's plan was well-thought-out, Lian Rongrong didn't believe her.

Lian Rongrong knew Lian Xiuyan well. Her aunt was afraid of death. Even in that situation, if she really had hidden the ring, how could she not take it out?

Seeing that Lian Rongrong still looked doubtful, Wen Hui immediately pulled Qiu Ju and the little girl beside her over and said to Lian Rongrong:

"If you don't believe me, you can ask them. Qiuju found the ring, and that little girl was there at the time."

And my eldest brother, he can also testify.

Wen Hui looked aggrieved and continued, "I know you have a misunderstanding about me, but Qiu Ju is someone close to you."

This little girl is no relation to me, and your older brother is the person you trust most. They wouldn't lie to you, would they?"

Lian Rongrong looked at Qiu Ju, then turned to look at Lian Yijun, and both of them nodded firmly.

The little girl next to Wen Hui looked up at Lian Rongrong and said:

“Auntie, Xiaowu saw Aunt Qiuju take the ring out of Grandma’s hair with her own eyes. Godmother is a kind person and wouldn’t lie.”

"Godmother?" Lian Rongrong looked down at the little girl, then looked up at Wen Hui.