A grandfather with a gray beard came from Jiang’s family, who called himself the surname Wen, the steward of Wen. Oh no, he is the housekeeper of Wen Jia.
After several toss and turns, Steward Wen finally came here. After going around again, I found Jiang Xiaoman who raised pigs in the farm.
The girl in front of her was slender and tall, with features like that, not far from Wen Hui, almost carved out of a mold. Wen Hui was brought up by the steward Wen, and when he saw Jiang Xiaoman, he had a particularly strong premonition in his heart-it was her. She is the child who has been lost to Wen’s family for many years. After all, this face is exactly the same as her mother.
If there is any difference, it is probably because Shen Yun’s temperament is different.
Wen Hui is relatively cold, a cold beauty, and a temper. And this girl, also considered beautiful, but not unkind, looks very lovable.
Her face is good, her body and temperament are good, but she is a little bit inadequate-she is gray, as if she has just finished heavy work. Especially the basket of carrots that she had just dug out from the ground behind her back proved that steward Wen had guessed.
I’m afraid this child’s life is difficult. It’s so pathetic.
Having been lost for so many years, I am still alive with good hands and can no longer ask for too much. This is a blessing in misfortune.
poor child.
The steward Wen sighed heavily, and then made clear his intentions.
Steward Wen said: “Although it’s a bit presumptuous, what I’m going to say next may be a bit too weird.”
Jiang Xiaoman looked at him with wide eyes, expressionless and said nothing. She tightened the straps of her back basket, feeling a little heavy. She just pulled out the radish, this is what the pig wants to eat. Jiang Xiaoman felt that her pigs were too happy. The radishes were grown by her grandmother and she pulled them out. As a pig, she has no regrets.
It just made her very tired.
The strange grandfather in front of me continued: “I came here by trust. My lady thinks you may be her long-lost daughter. If it is convenient, can you let us test the DNA?”
Butler Wen also knew that it was really rude to ask someone to test the DNA when he came up. Therefore, he assumed a very kind attitude and asked if it would work. In fact, if it doesn’t work, he can think of a way to test it directly, but he asks out of courtesy. After all, Mr. Wen’s condition cannot be delayed, and there is no time now.
The little girl in front of her was still cold, she just looked at him and didn’t speak. He even took a little carelessness in his eyes, as if he didn’t take what he said to his heart.
Hearing the housekeeper coughed slightly, she was not sure what was going on in her mind, thinking she hadn’t reacted, and continued: “Our family lost a child. We have been looking for it for many years. You…who is there now in the family?”
Jiang Xiaoman blinked and suddenly said, “I know why you are here.”
In fact, as soon as this grandfather appeared, the system went crazy with the OS: host host! Find the target person! Please come forward and confirm! !
Jiang Xiaoman was indifferent, because she had accumulated a lot of points over the years, and that point could no longer touch her heart. She would never look at the points again and be tricked into doing things by the system.
Hehe, she doesn’t want to leave the main line at all.
Hearing the housekeeper’s heart was overjoyed, he secretly knew that it would be easier to handle.
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Little One Tears the Villain's Script
Humor**NOT MINE. FOR READING OFFLINE PURPOSES ONLY*** Jiang Xiaoman was bound to a system when she was three years old. The system told her that she was the lost daughter of a wealthy family assigned to play the cannon fodder in this script. The fake dau...
