Was It Given To You By A Bastard?

Zhang Xiulan and Chen Baiyi argued very loudly. It was already four to five o'clock in the evening. The sun was setting, and the villagers were all waiting for dinner at home. When they heard the commotion, they all ran out to watch.

Chen Baiyi cupped her fists and said to the surrounding villagers, "Please bear witness for me."

Some nosy people immediately agreed. There were also some villagers who didn't know the situation, and they looked around. Auntie Lin went to the other side and quietly told them about Chen Baiyi severing ties with Zhang Xiulan. The reason was what Chen Baiyi told the village chief.

Upon hearing Auntie Lin's words, a person who was familiar with Zhang Xiulan went over and tugged at her. "If it weren't for the fear of affecting your family, who would choose to live alone? Your daughter is filial, so don't fuss about the origins of this chicken."

When Zhang Xiulan heard this, her anger deepened. She did not expect Chen Baiyi's words to actually create such a great reputation for her. She immediately pushed the person who spoke aside and rushed to the door. She pushed hard, and the door fell.

She walked towards the kitchen quickly. Everyone followed her in and saw that she had lifted the lid of the pot. There was a pot of rich and delicious-looking chicken soup inside. There was a thin layer of oil on top of the chicken soup, and the large piece of chicken meat below was clearly visible. Steam slowly rose and transmitted the smell to everyone present.

Everyone gulped.

Zhang Xiulan felt very smug. She turned around and asked Chen Baiyi, "Tell me, where did this chicken come from?"

As she spoke, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, as if she had already claimed possession of this pot of delicious food and swallowed the chicken.

Beside her, an old granny said, "I think this chicken really looks like a pheasant."

Someone chimed in. "I think so too. Farmed chickens have more oil than this."

Zhang Xiulan's expression stiffened. She subconsciously denied, "Impossible."

The old granny felt embarrassed to be retorted so firmly. She immediately said, "Why not? I think you're deliberately finding trouble for your stepdaughter."

At this moment, Chen Baiyi came out with a pile of chicken feathers. She knew that the public was already biased towards her, so she deliberately put on a pitiful look and said, "Fortunately, I didn't throw away these chicken feathers. I originally wanted to make a shuttlecock during my free time, but now, I used it to prove my innocence."

She raised the chicken feather high up. When the colorful tail feathers appeared in everyone's eyes, everyone exclaimed, "It's indeed a wild pheasant. How can a farm chicken have such beautiful feathers?!"

Zhang Xiulan couldn't believe it. She shook her head slowly. "Impossible. How could you have the ability to catch a wild chicken? Tell me, was it given to you by some bastard you hooked up with?"

Chen Baiyi's heart skipped a beat. She suddenly thought of He Xiao, but she immediately pretended to be embarrassed and complained with a sob, "Mom, I didn't expect you to think of me this way…"

Everyone looked at each other and discussed softly, "That can't be. She just came out of her house less than half a day ago. What chance could she have to find a man?"

"If she could really hook up with one in just half a day, how could she have lost three fiancées in a row? Now, the men in our village are all avoiding her because they're afraid of being jinxed to death."

"Can't she have hooked up with one before she left home?" someone questioned.

"That's even more impossible." This statement was immediately refuted. "If she had gotten herself a man who could catch wild pheasants, she wouldn't have been engaged to Li Zhiguo. The Li family's environment…"

This person did not dare to continue, but everyone understood. If she had a choice, Chen Baiyi would not have been engaged to Li Zhiguo. That family was shady. Only someone as greedy as Zhang Xiulan would do so. Who would be willing to marry their daughter to him?

At the thought of this, everyone looked at the arrogant and bossy Zhang Xiulan and the pitiful Chen Baiyi.