The General's Little Peasant Wife

People who did not want face even when given and since the culprit thought that she could pa.s.s this robbery, then don't blame her Ning Meng Yao for not holding back.

When Ning Meng Yao went to Yang Zhu's house, there was n.o.body home. She lightly raised her brow and remembered that it seemed that they went to harvest.

Thinking about it, she walked to the farm field and saw Yang Zhu and his family not far away. After seeing Ning Meng Yao, the people harvesting were stunned. It seemed that the thief did not return her things back.

If the things were returned then would she need to come back here? Of course not.

"Meng Yao girl, is it..?"

"Yes, the things did not return."

"Then we…."

"Uncle Yang, no need. Let's wait until night to speak about this. Right now, harvesting is more important." Saying this, she went down to help. Although she could not help other things, but she still could help picking up the wheat ears left on the ground.

In the span of a whole day, Ning Meng Yao helped Yang Zhu's family to harvest, as if she did not worry about a thing. When thinking about the money in her hand, the people understood.

She did not mind those things stolen, but only could not swallow down this thievery.

After the people went back home to eat dinner at night, they all went to Ning Meng Yao's home without appointment beforehand, only a family did not come.

There was someone who was kind hearted enough to call them out and went in to see a table full of white rice, white noodle, mantou, even roasted chicken and rabbit meat. This….

"What are you doing coming inside?" Madam Luo's piercing voice sounded beside the person's ear.

The person who came to call Madam Luo and her family used a deep look to stare at MAdam Luo and lightly said: "The village head wants everyone to go catch the thief."

As he spoke, his gaze lingered at the table full of food. That gaze made Madam Luo's heart to get frightened.

Saying this, the person immediately leave and did not give Madam Luo any chance to speak.

Yang Xiu Er looked at her own mother. The face was pale white: "Mom…."

"It's fine. Eat quickly. We will also go and see. The moths are coming out." Madam Luo impatiently said, looking as if not satisfied. That made Yang Xiu Er gap open her mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end, put the words back in her stomach.

After dinner, Madam Luo and her family went to the village head's house. But when they went to it, people were using probing gaze to look at them. Those gazes made Yang Xiu Er very unhappy.

"What are you guys looking at?!"

The crowd coldly smiled and did not speak, only seeing Yang Zhu: "Village head, the person has arrived."

Yang Zhu nodded and looked at Ning Meng Yao, letting her speak for herself.

Ning Meng Yao walked up and looked at the people below. Following that, Yang Le Le took out a white color cloth bag.

"Everyone must be curious why I take out a cloth bag. Actually, this is to catch the thief."

The crowd started to discuss among themselves. How could a cloth bag catch the thief?

"I wish everybody will cooperate. Every person must grab the cloth bag. Who left mark on it will be the thief." Ning Meng Yao smiled as she explained.

They people heard this and thought it was alright so they nodded. Ning Meng Yao took the cloth bag and walked toward the crowd to let everyone touch it. No one missed. There was someone who grab and wanted to open it but was stopped by Ning Meng Yao, saying to open it together later.

After everyone grabbed it, Ning Meng Yao let them open their hands.

All at once, the people exploded: "Why do we all have black ink on our hand?" Wasn't it? The crowd looked at one another and realized that everyone had ink on their hand and immediately became unhappy. Wasn't this saying that all of them were the thief?

While Ning Meng Yao looked at a place. Only Madam Luo's hand was white.

"Aunt Luo? Are the things in my house delicious?" Ning Meng Yao walked to the front of Madam Luo and stared at her eyes while saying word by word.

Madam Luo exploded, glaring at Ning Meng Yao: "My hands had nothing on it, based on what did you say I am the thief?"

Ning Meng Yao did not speak but turned the cloth bag inside out. The crowd saw that the bottom of the cloth bag was a spot of black. That was the ink Ning Meng Yao put there.

Once the hand grab until the bottom, the hand will be tainted by the ink.