Fubao sighed and then stepped aside.
After Dong Huiying entered, she looked around and then made her way to the entrance of the cellar.
In the village, almost every family had dug a cellar under their house to store grain for the winter.
Once she entered the cellar, she saw it was filled with various baskets, both large and small, roughly numbering over two hundred.
The spectacular sight stunned her, and she slowly placed her hand over her heart.
Big Brother Liang Zhichen had arrived behind Dong Huiying at some point and, seeing her unusual demeanor, he became somewhat concerned.
Dong Huiying shook her head with a smile, "It’s nothing, just... just a bit moved."
And in fact, was it just ’a bit’?
She was truly moved, so very moved!
Here, in this cellar, each basket represented the loving heart of the Dong family!
She let out a soft sigh, and just then Aunt Wang was brought over by Dong Xinyuan. Seeing the small baskets in the cellar, her eyes immediately reddened.
"How can you be so outrageous? Those things clearly aren’t yours yet you’ve taken them. Do you know they were sent by my mother for my older sister and my brothers-in-law? Because of you, how much hardship have they had to suffer?"
Dong Xinyuan couldn’t utter more malicious words, but her heart was truly filled with indignation.
Aunt Wang, facing her end, still refused to repent, "What nonsense are you spouting? The street isn’t owned by your family. What’s wrong with me picking up a few baskets in the street? This isn’t stealing, I simply found them!"
How could this person have the audacity to say such a thing?
Dong Xinyuan was genuinely infuriated.
"Are you fooling ghosts here? Every time my mother brought things over, she always left them at the doorstep of my brother-in-law’s house! If you had picked them up once or twice, I wouldn’t have said anything. But over the past year and more, how many times have you picked them up? Do you not have a count in your own heart? Even a fool would know these baskets were intentionally left for my brother-in-law’s family, and you still have the nerve to lie with your eyes open? I think you’re deliberately scheming to take advantage of someone else!"
Just then, a voice came from behind, "What’s going on here?"
Aunt Lin, who lived at the head of the village, had been dragged over by Old Lady Gao. Old Lady Gao went to her house and found her sleeping, and she still seemed a bit drowsy, but her expression was sharp.
Dong Xinyuan looked towards Aunt Lin, this big girl was actually a hot pepper, and her simple and honest appearance could at best deceive those unfamiliar with her. "I know you, your surname is Lin. My mother has told me about you. You’re the village chief of this village?"
Aunt Lin looked at Aunt Wang and then at the Liang family members. "Zhi Chen, you tell me, what’s going on?"
Liang Zhichen glanced at Dong Huiying, then, without groveling or arrogance and with succinct words, explained the situation in just a few sentences.
Aunt Lin frowned slightly, "Old Wang, Old Wang, you’re over forty years old, how can you still have the face to do such a thing?"
"What have I done? I haven’t done anything!"
Aunt Wang stubbornly denied everything.
Aunt Lin thought that since everyone was from the same village, she initially wanted to mediate, but seeing Aunt Wang’s attitude, she sighed. Well, she would not mediate after all; it was necessary for this person to learn a lesson.
"This is... Miss Xiao Dong, right?" Aunt Lin was a bit hesitant to recognize the person, as the change was too great.
Dong Huiying responded with a smile, "Auntie, hello."
Aunt Lin marveled inwardly but still said, "Miss Xiao Dong, please state your position, how do you intend to handle this matter?"