Reclaiming wasteland and farming: I rely on space to be rich in the world

Chapter 72
"What are you going to do?" Father Yin asked.

"What?"

Li Zheng said angrily, "Let me see if you have a son."

Saying that, under Li Zheng's instructions, several men who followed immediately stepped forward to subdue Yin Zi's father.A strong man suppressed one side, making it impossible for people to break free.

After grabbing him, everyone looked at Fang Hai in unison.

"Ah Hai, what about now, what should I do?" Li Zheng asked.

"Blood confession." Fang Hai.

"Blood confession?"

"Correct."

Fang Hai nodded, and prepared a bowl of water himself:
"Take a few drops of fresh blood from two people's hands and drop them into the water. If the blood is fused, they are blood relatives. If they don't, it doesn't matter."

"That's right." Lizheng suddenly realized, his head was like garlic. "I'm so old, I can't even think of such a simple question. Hurry up, let this kid wake up."

Then he said to Yinzi's mother: "Bring that little baby, prick a drop of blood into the bowl with a needle, and then prick a drop of blood into Yinzi's father. If the blood is fused, it is a father-son relationship. If it is not fused, there is no blood relationship." ,So……"

So what, Li Zheng didn't say anything, but looked at Fang Hai, his eyes were full of excitement.

Then, a generation of miracle doctors will appear in the village!
Thinking of this, Li Zheng became very excited.

Even when the little baby was pricked with a drop of blood and cried, he was eagerly looking at the bowl.

Others could not help but feel moved when they heard the cry of the child, and were very annoyed by their behavior just now.

Only Li Zheng and Yin Zi's father were engrossed in watching the bowl.

Seeing the two drops of blood floating in the water, Yin Zi's father also went from struggling to obeying. Fearing that the blood would run low, he took the needle and pricked his finger to squeeze out a few drops of blood.

The blood dripped into the water, fluctuating with the water ripples.

Li Zheng was even more excited than the person concerned, staring at him without blinking.

The person involved muttered: "Fusion, fusion, fusion..."

Li Zheng watched eagerly, thinking: Don't merge, don't merge.

The two extreme people looked at the two drops of blood, lowered their heads more and more, and lowered their heads more and more. With a bang, their heads hit each other, and a bowl of water was scrapped.

"Is this fusion or not?" Yin Zi's father looked at Fang Hai in a daze and asked.

Li Zheng also looked at Fang Hai: "Is this fusion or no fusion?"

Fang Hai: "I didn't see clearly, I have to do it again."

Hearing this, the father was furious.

Chao Lizheng yelled: "Why are you so close? A bowl of water is just useless. Do you know that it hurts to prick your hand when your fingers are connected to your heart. My son hurts like this. Look at my son, such a small doll, What's the pain like?"

Li Zheng was not convinced, and the white beard was so angry: "What is your son? You haven't written the horoscope yet. You can tell if it is your son later."

"It's my son."

"Will you know soon..."

The two were arguing, but Bai Wei at the side saw the relieved expression of Widow Liu when the bowl of water burst.

In an instant, a heart that was worried about Fang Hai's mischief gradually calmed down.

But what followed was a piercing pain in the wrist.

Bai Wei bowed her head and said nothing, and slapped her with all her strength.

"Snapped."

Hit that hand hard.

"Yuanyuanniang, why did you hit me?" Yinziniang asked with red eyes.

"Look, what happened to my hand when you grabbed it?"

Raise your hand, let Yinziniang see the red hand.

In an instant, Yin Ziniang's eyes were full of mist, "I'm sorry, I... I didn't mean it, I was just too nervous."

"It's okay." Bai Wei was not angry, she glanced at Fang Hai in the crowd, and said lightly: "Believe me, Yuanyuan's father is right, Yinzi's father has no son's life. If you don't believe me, just look, these two people will definitely be together in a while. No blood relationship."

"I hope so."

The women's family whispered, and the small house could hear it all.

Especially Fang Hai.

After hearing this, Bai Wei's gaze became a little eager.

That's great, the lady believes him!
In the crowd, someone brought another bowl of clear water. This time, the blood was finally dripped.

In an instant, everyone looked at Widow Liu in unison.

"No, it's not like that."

I saw two drops of blood in the water completely separated, one on the side.

The widow of the Liu family panicked.

She kept backing away, kept backing away, and said with tears: "It's really not like this, my child, it's yours, it's really yours."

"fart!"

Yinzi's father turned his head abruptly, and slapped Widow Liu hard.Blood flowed from the corner of her mouth in an instant.

"Bitch!"

He was angry: "I will provide you with food and drink, and spoil you so much that I don't want it. But you are fine, you said you gave me a good son, and this is the good son you gave me, and it has nothing to do with me .Follow me, give me a cuckold, bitch!"

"Bang." It was another hard fist.

"That's not the case." Widow Liu covered her face and cried: "The child is yours, it's impossible not to be yours. During that time, I only gave you one, and this child was born prematurely..."

"If you don't tell me, I would have forgotten that you are a widow. I don't know how many men you have been with. The child was born prematurely. How could it be Lao Tzu's?"

"No, it's not." Widow Liu shook her head and stepped back. Suddenly, she looked at Bai Wei: "This kind of blood is not allowed to recognize relatives, it must not be allowed. If you don't believe us, we will test them. Yuanyuan and Fang Test Hai's blood, if the blood of the two of them is fused, I will recognize that my son is not yours."

"Why?!"

Bai Wei was not guilty, but seeing such a needle pricking her daughter's hand, she didn't allow it.

"Your family is meddling in our family's affairs, why do you ask?"

Unexpectedly, Widow Liu's mind was enlightened.

After finishing speaking, his eyes narrowed: "This was originally our family's family affairs. Your family interfered, why didn't you set an example for us? You are still guilty, this method is not accurate at all, it was created by you to harm our husband and wife .”

"couple?!"

Bai Wei was about to laugh out loud, "I've seen shameless people before, but I've never seen such shameless people. Okay, since you don't believe me, I agree."

After a pause, Bai Wei said again: "But if the child belongs to Fang Hai and the blood is fused together, then you two will get out of our village."

Why did I make such a decision, and I suddenly thought of one thing, cutting the weeds but not the roots, spring wind blows and regenerates.

Since Fang Hai offended someone because of this matter.

Then offend a little more thoroughly.

It would be bad to avoid any conspiracy in the future and hurt her daughter.

For this reason, Bai Wei asked Fang Hai to find his daughter.

It was also a coincidence.

Just as Fang Hai walked out the door, he saw his daughter approaching from a distance.

"Yuanyuan, come here."

After the daughter called out, she immediately began to bleed to confess her relatives, and this moment soon shocked everyone's hearts.

　Sorry for the update, there was no update yesterday

　　The main reason is that the writing of this chapter is very tangled. I have been lingering until now, and I don’t know whether it is scientific or unscientific to define the link of blood confession in the book.

　　After much deliberation, I finally decided to set blood recognition in this article to identify blood relatives, so...

　　Readers, don’t worry about the unscientific way of recognizing relatives by dripping blood. I really don’t know any more scientific ways of distinguishing relatives by dripping blood in ancient times.

　　Of course, if anyone who reads books has more scientific suggestions on the ancient way of recognizing relatives, suggestions are welcome, and the author will decide whether to adopt it depending on the situation.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)