After the vicious adoptive mother gave up, the scumbag children regretted it

Magistrate Cao didn't even want to go to court. The county was still busy with disaster relief. Who would have the time to care about their family's mess?

Moreover, this family is from Scholar Jiang. Thinking of Jiang Chen, Miss Shen’s ex-husband, County Magistrate Cao became a little interested.

Master Mao said, "Sir, why don't we go to court? Miss Shen has donated so much food, shouldn't we give her something in return?

This is an opportunity that has come to our doorstep. Back then, our family had seized Miss Shen's dowry. Although they paid compensation for the divorce, Miss Shen's temper cannot be satisfied by taking back her things."

County Magistrate Cao was moved, "She will take revenge and make her enemies wish they were dead."

"Yes, isn't Miss Shen so clear about gratitude and resentment?"

Master Mao was a person who knew how to praise people. If Shen Nanzhi heard it, he would definitely thank him and would not say that he would take revenge.

"Then let's go to court. I'll also see how the whole family wants to die. It's a good opportunity to kill them all at once. They don't stay at home properly on a snowy day, but have to make trouble. They are restless and come to bother me, the master. They are asking for death!"

The court session began. Jiang's mother was ill and had no strength to cry. Jiang's father stepped forward and sued the village chief for occupying his family's ancestral home and not giving them a way to live, and asked the county magistrate to seek justice.

County Magistrate Cao asked, "Did Village Chief Jiang occupy it all by himself?"

"No, there were also villagers, the village chief instigated it, but he was the mastermind."

"Oh, he incited the villagers to occupy your ancestral home. This is indeed a serious matter. He behaved badly and oppressed the people. He is very courageous as a village chief.

Come on, summon the village chief, and ask the villagers to find out what happened. We can go to court tomorrow."

Father Jiang asked, "Sir, we have no place to stay. It will be too late to wait until tomorrow. Where can we stay tonight?"

County Magistrate Cao laughed angrily: "You mean I have to arrange accommodation for you?"

"I dare not. What I mean is whether we can stay with the disaster victims. We are also disaster victims."

"Oh, that won't work. You all have ancestral houses, land and harvests, and you still have the energy to come and file a complaint. You are definitely not disaster victims and cannot enjoy relief food.

You guys don't look desperate, just stay at the inn, don't think about taking advantage of my disaster relief food."

Father Jiang didn't dare to say anything and could only kowtow and leave.

Jiang's mother was furious and cursed: "What kind of official is this? Aren't we his subjects? We have also suffered a disaster, why can others eat relief food but we can't?"

Father Jiang was annoyed: "Go and tell the county magistrate. Is it any use to argue about this now?"

When the officers change shifts, they come in to change clothes, drink some tea and take a rest. This side hall is originally a resting place for the officers.

They happened to hear what Jiang's mother said. They were all old acquaintances of Shen Nanzhi. When they saw the Jiang family, they were all happy, "Aren't these the family members of the scholar? How did they end up in such a miserable state? Doesn't your scholar care about you anymore?"

Jiang's father didn't dare to argue and urged Jiang's mother to leave quickly. He felt that his life was too long and quarreled with the people in the yamen.

Mother Jiang cried, "The world is so unfair. There is no way for us common people to survive. My son is not at home, and everyone comes to bully us. I, an old woman, might as well hang myself in this government office..."

The officer's face changed: "Old woman, don't make such a fuss. If the county magistrate hears you, you will be beaten with a stick."

Mother Jiang said, "The county magistrate doesn't allow us to eat the relief food. He might as well have beaten me to death."

The officer smiled maliciously, "You want to eat relief food? I'll show you the way. There's a resettlement site over there. Tell them you're a disaster victim and ask them to take you in. Maybe you can even catch up with dinner."

The Jiang family's eyes lit up, they thanked them and went to the resettlement site quickly. If they stayed in an inn, it would cost a lot of money, which they couldn't bear to do.

The grain harvest this year was not much. Without the original owner's hard work in farming, the Jiang family's brothers had become lazy. It was good enough to have a harvest of more than half of that of previous years.

There are so many people in the family and we have to deal with so many things. We are really at the end of our rope and have to spend every penny carefully.

When they arrived at the resettlement point, they went in. However, when they saw Shen Nanzhi maintaining order and watching people making porridge, the faces of the Jiang family members turned extremely ugly.

Why is it her again?

Shen Nanzhi is not the kind of person who does good deeds without leaving a name. On the contrary, if she does a good deed, she will publicize it tenfold. For a qualified entrepreneur, a good reputation is also very important.

Therefore, Shen Nanzhi donated the most food, and whenever she had time, she would come to visit the victims to let them know that the food they were eating was provided by her, Shen Nanzhi.

For the elderly, the weak, the disabled and the seriously ill, we will give them extra medicine and quilts to help them survive.

Therefore, her reputation as a kind-hearted person gradually spread among the people.

When the Jiang family came in, Shen Nanzhi naturally saw them and laughed instantly: "Hey, isn't this my ex-husband's family? Why are they fleeing here too?

Haha, you guys have come to this day, your Qilinzi scholar husband doesn't care about you anymore?"

The Jiang family members all looked extremely embarrassed and angry. Nothing could be more embarrassing for them than seeing her living such a glorious life.

I once thought that without the Jiang family, Shen Nanzhi would be extremely miserable. The Jiang family would laugh at Shen Nanzhi's lack of vision. Without the Jiang family, she would be nothing.

As a result, after leaving the Jiang family, their lives became better and better, as if they had been blessed with luck, and they all became well-known figures in the county, while the Jiang family became worse and worse, and they could not even keep their old house. They became a dog that had lost its home. How could they not be ashamed and angry?

Jiang's mother stepped forward with a sullen face: "Stop your sarcastic remarks. Everyone is fleeing, so why can't we? Hurry up and give us food and find us a place to stay. We are dying of exhaustion."

Shen Nanzhi chuckled again, "Mrs. Jiang, who gave you the face to think you can order me around?

Sorry, you can't stay here, and you won't have food to eat, get out."

"Why? This is the arrangement of the county magistrate."

Shen Nanzhi didn't believe that the county magistrate would not arrange people to his side. These resettlement sites all had people in charge, and fame was not something Shen Nanzhi wanted to gain alone. Those gentlemen who donated money and grain would all come to show their faces.

If Magistrate Cao had not been kicked in the head by a donkey, he would not have sent people to the place under his responsibility.

There can only be one outcome, either Magistrate Cao sent these people here deliberately to let him vent his anger, or they knew nothing and came here to be bullied.

"Don't use the county magistrate as an excuse. No one from the government office came to notify us today, which means there are no new victims.

Don't force me to send you to the county government office. The county magistrate knows that you are lying. You can think about the consequences yourself."

Jiang's mother was scared. She was really hard to fool. Was her previous honesty at home just an act?