Chapter 965 Who Is the Thief?

She didn't think about how full she could be, as long as she didn't starve to death. So, she calculated the rice. If she saved some food, she could definitely eat it until the beginning of next spring.

After finishing the meal, she walked to the door again, and then opened it. She saw that it was still snowing outside. She finally understood why the whole village didn't go out. It was such a heavy snow. The village was surrounded by mountains. It was impossible to find a road, so how could you go down the mountain.

If you really want to go down the mountain, you will either get lost or fall to death.

She shrank her neck. The wind and snow kept pouring into her collar. The thin clothes could hardly maintain her body temperature.

She was shivering with cold, and even her upper and lower teeth kept touching. She closed the door, shrank her body, and walked out again. She was going to pick up some firewood.

There were mountains everywhere here, so there was not much, but there were the most trees. I just don't know if she was lucky enough to pick up a rabbit that hit a tree.

However, it seems that imagination is beautiful, but reality is always ruthless.

She has been on the mountain for so long and has picked up so much firewood, but she has never found a rabbit that has hit a tree and died. I don’t know if it is because there are fewer rabbits now, or if rabbits have become smarter.

She picked up a large bundle of firewood and was going to take it back, but when she reached the entrance of the village, she stopped and walked into the village. The small house she lived in was just on the edge of the village. Others lived in the village. It was warmer and safer in the village. Yan Huan never thought that others would arrange her to live in the village. After all, she was an outsider. It was her luck and her life that others could take her in and treat her.

She had a place to shelter from the wind and rain, which was already very good. At least, she was still in the village, not living in the mountains. Otherwise, even if she became a monkey, she would not be able to survive.

"That..." She originally wanted to say hello to the villager who came over, but the villager just glanced at her and ignored her. Yan Huan clearly saw a kind of dislike, displeasure, and something that should be called disgust in the eyes of the villager.

She touched her face, lowered her head, and then pulled one leg, limping forward, and met several villagers on the way. Everyone was not very nice to her and didn't like her. Some people even closed the door hard when they saw her, as if she was a monster or a bacteria.

She opened her mouth and wanted to ask the reason. She didn't steal or rob, and she didn't do anything to let others down. Why was she so afraid of her, or was it because.

She touched the wound on her face again, and then turned back to look at her leg that no longer felt pain. In the past, she was an international film queen. Whenever she went out, she would be surrounded by a bunch of fans. They all liked her and supported her.

And she had never received such obvious disgust.

For Yan Huan, this was something she had never experienced in her two lives.

Suddenly, she felt very aggrieved. Could it be that because her face was ruined, others treated her as if she was something unclean from somewhere?

She lowered her head, continued walking, and then stood at the door of a family. There were several houses made of bricks and tiles, which were half new and half old. Many families in the same village were the same. Most of the houses in the village were built like this, and most of them were also in this new and old degree.

So it can be seen that this family is also good in the village. At least, the house is built well, better than many families in the village. The front door is cleaned very cleanly, and the snow has only fallen a little. I think it has just been swept. This is a very diligent family. The door is wiped very clean, and there is nothing piled up in front of the house.

She walked forward, put her hand on her door, and knocked gently. When the people around her saw her knocking on the door, they all started talking at once. Their voices were not too quiet. They were all aunts and uncles, and they liked to talk about other people's gossip.

I think that gossip is the same no matter where you go. There are people talking, people listening, and people guessing.

"What do you think she is doing here at Changsheng's house?"

"Who knows? Look at her appearance. It's obvious that she is targeting Changsheng."

"A cripple is targeting such a good guy like us? Even if Changsheng's mother agrees, I don't agree."

"Hehe..." Someone laughed again, "Why don't you agree? You are someone else's wife. Are you still thinking about something?"

"Bah, even if I think about it, what can I do? Besides, I am much better than a cripple and a thief. I don't know if she will steal someone else's things tomorrow after stealing someone else's things today?"

"To steal someone, someone has to steal for her. With that disgusting look, if I were a man, I don't think I would want her."

"That's right. Isn't this Changsheng causing trouble for himself?"

"I have secretly seen Changsheng giving her things," someone whispered, and the tone was full of disdain.

The more Yan Huan listened, the tighter her brows frowned, and the more uncomfortable she felt. She had never stolen anything from others. She was an upright person, and no one had ever said that she was a thief. But these people kept calling her a thief, which really hurt her. Her heart was already very fragile.

She tried hard to hold back the tears that were about to fall from her eyes, and then raised her head and knocked on Changsheng's door again.

Soon after, Changsheng's door opened, and Changsheng's mother came out. She was surprised to see Yan Huan.

"Aunt, I came to give you some firewood. I don't have anything on me, just these firewood."

Yan Huan put the firewood on her shoulder up. She had never thought of entering Changsheng's house. These people kept calling her a thief. She was a thief, so she should be more careful and not step into other people's homes.

Besides, she was covered in snow, what if she dirty the floor? Although the floor here is not like the wooden floor in the city, the floor tiles are just bricks, stones, or just bare ground, but she still didn't want to go in, and didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble to others.

"Why are you giving these away, kid?" Changsheng's mother was kind-hearted, and quickly opened the door, "Come in and have some hot water."