He feels that Leng Yingchun is like a treasure chest, showing something from time to time that refreshes your understanding.

The cold welcomes spring but smiles without saying a word.

Before going to bed, Qin Xiaoxiao asked Leng Yingchun why she wanted to bargain with the villagers. Isn't she quite rich? Wouldn't it be enough to just give them money to build a house?

"You readily agreed and the house was successfully built, but everyone in Lishuping knows that you are rich. What does this mean to them who are so poor?" Leng Yingchun asked in return.

"What does it mean?" Qin Xiaoxiao didn't quite understand.

"If you don't reveal your wealth, you are also a refugee. Why are you richer than them?" Leng Yingchun asked in return.

"What if I already have money? Are they going to kill me?" Qin Xiaoxiao retorted.

"It's really possible to kill you. This person is most afraid of suspicion. We live a better life than others. We don't rule out the possibility that some envious people may try to stumbling upon you. I'll spit on your house today and throw feces in front of your door tomorrow. That's all.

You don't look good." Leng Yingchun understands the unpredictable nature of people's hearts.

"Are they really harmful to others? We have never offended them, so why would they bother us just for a little money?" Qin Xiaoxiao doubted.
Chapter completed!