C1 A Picket Is Impossible!

"Xiao Qi, hurry up and wake up. Don't think that you can get away just by playing dead!"

A sharp cry of a woman pierced the eardrums of everyone present.

This was especially the case for the dazed Yan Zhou. He was obviously exhausted after the operation, but he was woken up instead. She didn't know what this woman was cursing, but she felt a splitting headache and her eyelids felt heavy.

However, she suddenly recalled that she had fallen asleep while sitting on the floor of the operation room. Had something happened to the patient after that? Thinking of this, she immediately forced herself to wake up.

"Patient …" She asked anxiously, but when she saw everything that was happening in front of her, she became stupefied.

Good boy, what's going on?

She was sitting on the ground with many people in front of her. All of them were wearing tattered clothing, and the men and women all had their hair tied up.

These people all had sallow faces as they looked at her with wooden expressions.

"Elder sister, you're awake, wuu …

"Elder sister, I'm afraid …"

There were also two other small children. Their faces were dirty to the point that it was hard to see their faces. However, their small hands were shockingly skinny. They tightly grabbed onto her clothes and looked at her pitifully with their large eyes, causing her heart to soften to the point of being a mess.

Before she could react, the shrill voice rang out again.

"Humph, I finally gave up on my act. Hurry up and take advantage of the clan head's presence and press your hand seals. Otherwise, don't blame us for bullying you little brats!" The woman gave a cold snort. She was full of the aura of a bully.

Her small eyes looked at them with contempt, as if they were trash.

The headache in her head was splitting, and a picture that did not belong in her memory flashed before her eyes like a movie. It turned out that she had already transmigrated to the body of Xiao Qi. She was the direct descendant of this declining family. Her parents had died early, so she and her sister-in-law were the only ones left.

This room was filled with clansmen who had gathered at the ancestral hall in order to distribute the treasures to the clansmen. The eldest among them was the clan leader, who looked at them coldly. That fierce woman was her cousin, Madam He, forcing them to draw a picture of the land.

While she was still in a daze, Mrs. He was already impatient. She grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the stage.

"Quick, press your hand!" He Clan replied angrily.

When she looked back, she saw a lot of words written on the paper, but when she looked at the name of the original owner, Xiao Qi, the property behind her was gone.

Her eyes widened slightly as she grabbed the edge of the table and said, "Why are you so anxious, cousin? If it weren't for the fact that you bullied us orphans, how could you not have given us anything?"

Her words were directed at the clan leader, and her voice was clear and firm, not to be looked down upon.

The clan head's originally wooden expression, upon hearing the words of the official, changed immediately, and his eyes looked at the official with an inquiring look.

"F * ck your mother, you little girl, what other property do you want!" Mrs He opened her mouth to scold, she grabbed hold of official 7's hand with all her strength, and was about to press it onto the paper.

"Stop!" The patriarch's voice was old but filled with authority.

When the official heard that there was a door, he quickly retracted his hand and immediately said: "No matter what, our family is an aristocratic family. If this matter were to spread, wouldn't it mean that our family is vicious, not even sparing orphans?"

The clan leader's expression suddenly changed, and his hand that was resting on the chair suddenly tightened.

In college he was the champion of the debate, and finally seized on the weaknesses of others to argue. She knew from her cousin's words that these people wanted their property, but they were afraid of being criticised by the world.

Hmph, I really want to be a bitch again. Son, you must set up a chastity arch.

However, if she were to fight them now, she would definitely be forced to put up a bet.

"You little kid, how could you know so much? Didn't I tell all of you to send samples to your uncles' home? In this way, you will have someone to take care of you. " The clan leader said indifferently.

The crown prince glanced at her so-called uncles. Those calculating looks, how could he entrust them to her? Most likely, the Patriarch knew as well. It was just an excuse.

She suppressed her anger and said, "Patriarch, I can take care of my younger brothers and sisters. There's no need to trouble my uncles."

"Nonsense, this is an arrangement from the clan. How could a little kid like you question it?" The chief said unhappily.

Suddenly he raised his hand, and his fingers came together, and slid up and down, pausing slightly at each knuckle, and pressing heavily. Then, looking at her solemn expression, it was as if everyone had seen the ancestor of a divine calculator.

The Patriarch stood up in shock. His family was a divine family, but ever since they lost their ability to calculate, their family began to decline.

When he saw the current Wang Lin, it was as if he saw the most powerful calculator in the past.