Sister Yan asked, "What problems do we need to help you solve?"

The lame man made a bad expression at this moment, and then said, "We are almost worried about our worries. We are forced to come here today every year to burn paper for an inexplicable person! Our famous people in Daxia usually burn paper for parents and ancestors. How can we worship and burn paper for people we don't know."

Sister Yan asked again: "Who is the one who is forcing you to burn paper for someone you don't know?"

A woman pointed at Chen Xingran and said, "It was him who forced us to burn paper to worship."

Sister Yan asked in confusion: "Then he forced you to burn paper. There must be a reason, right?"

The lame man suddenly lowered his voice and said, "I tell you, it's because his grandfather died in the river eight years ago! He was also said by the TV station to be a hero who saved us. We were morally kidnapped and were forced to come here to burn paper and worship every year."

Sister Yan’s interview was not far from Chen Xingran, and they heard their conversation clearly.

Before Chen Xingran got angry, Xia Surou had already rushed to the reporter and pointed at the lame man and said angrily: "You are talking nonsense! It was Grandpa Chen who rescued you from the flood back then! Also, Chen Xingran never forced you to worship his grandfather!"

Xia Surou really didn't understand. It was Chen Xingran's grandfather who saved them, so why did they not admit it now?

The lame man swears directly, and he said, "Chen Shuisheng saves the truth! He himself fell into the flood! Then he didn't swim ashore and was drowned! At that time, such a big disaster occurred in the village. In order to establish a hero model, the TV station happened to be a barefoot doctor before. He was a typical imitation by the county before, and then he regarded the drowned Chen Shuisheng as a hero model!"

"As for us, we have all become tool people who cooperate with them to establish an image!"

Xia Surou's chest was up and down. She pointed to the lame man and said, "You ungrateful white-eyed wolf, Grandpa Chen saves you, you are just slandering Grandpa Chen like this!"

The lame man was pointed at by Xia Surou, and he was not angry. Instead, he asked Xia Surou: "Miss Xia, have you seen Chen Shuisheng's rescue video online? That's all the farts, what's the farts..."

Another younger woman said, "ps!"

"Yes, yes, that's what you're going to kill! The TV station's people click the mouse a few times and can make any kind of video!"

Chen Xingran's grandfather was sacred and inviolable in Xia Surou's heart, and this video has always influenced Xia Surou.

But at this moment someone actually said that the video was fake, how could Xia Surou accept this?

"You are talking nonsense! You are talking nonsense!" Xia Surou seemed to express her anger, and she was also for the person who had been silent behind her.

Chen Xingran didn't say anything, but his eyes were already red!

Chen Xingran knows very well what kind of person grandpa is!

Grandpa saved his life and helped the wounded. In order to save a life, grandpa could climb to a cliff with his life safety and collect herbs regardless of his life.

That hero in the flood must be grandpa!

Chen Xingran stared at these ungrateful villagers, his fists tightly pinched together.

The lame man didn't seem to notice that Chen Xingran's face was already extremely cold. He said something even more amazing to the microphone: "I tell you, in fact, the person who really saved us is someone else! He is the Chen clan..."

Before the clan leader could be said, several cars drove by the river and several media came.
Chapter completed!