Taking the blame for the fake daughter: After being released from prison, she went on a killing spre

Fu Lao Er agreed to divide the family and moved out with the second wife and her family, but he refused to give his money to the first and third wives.

"Uncle and aunt, you can take this money and divide it with everyone in your second house, but you must sign a document. Even if you become poor and destitute in the future, you are not allowed to come back to us."

Fu Wanshu had prepared a document at some point and asked them to put their fingerprints on it.

Fu Lao Er took it and took a look at it, his face turned extremely ugly. It was clearly written on the document that by signing this document, the second branch of the Fu family would be separated from the Fu family, and from then on, birth, old age, sickness and death, poverty and wealth, would have nothing to do with the Fu family.

Relatives became relatives.

The couple's shrewd eyes met again and again, and finally they decisively pressed their fingerprints.

Rather than staying and being dragged down by this large family, they might as well separate and start their own business.

Anyway, those two people in prison will never get out unless they are locked up to death. Relying on this bunch of trash, you will never be able to turn things around in your life.

The second branch of the Fu family packed up their things and moved out of the courtyard a few days ago.

"Mom, I'm leaving now. When I become rich, I will definitely take you to enjoy happiness."

Fu Laoer came to the table with a licking face and bowed to Old Lady Fu in a pretentious manner. When he turned around, he did not forget to reach out for the roast chicken on the table.

But the old lady hit him on the wrist with her cane, and he had to withdraw his hand in disappointment.

"Mom, you are so biased!"

"Get out! You are not my son!" Old Mrs. Fu raised her cane and hit him on the forehead again.

Yes, he is indeed his biological son. He even gave him several big red envelopes before leaving.

"Mother, you have to live a long life and wait for that day!" Aunt Fu crossed her arms and smiled mockingly.

"That's great. Finally, we don't have to squeeze so many people together." Fu Wanqing was overjoyed. He looked at the shabby courtyard with disdain and left impatiently.

"No one in the second branch's family is a good person. They will definitely get their comeuppance." Aunt Fu stood in front of the door with her hands on her hips and cursed at the second branch's family from behind.

"It's better to divide it up, so that it won't harm me again."

Fu Wanshu comforted her, "Mother, Third Aunt, don't be angry. Second Uncle has less than two thousand taels of silver. It won't take long for a family of ten to squander it. They will run out of money."

Given Fu Laoer's habit of spending money like water and the fact that he had long been looking forward to the day when he would be the head of the family, if nothing unexpected happened, the little money he had would soon be squandered.

After the second wife's family left, the atmosphere in the courtyard changed drastically. It was not only less crowded, but also less smoky.

Each family member performs his or her duties, does not fight or compete, respects and loves each other, and although life is hard, it is still comfortable.

The only thing that worries the family is the father and son in prison.

Seeing that her grandmother and mother were worried all the time, Fu Wanshu arranged for the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law to visit them in prison to put their minds at ease.

As soon as the old lady and Mrs. Qiu arrived at the prison gate, their eyes turned red, and their minds were filled with the miserable appearance of the father and son eating leftovers and looking emaciated in the dark and damp prison.

But as they walked further in, when they arrived at the cell door of the father and son, the scene before them left them dumbfounded.

If it hadn't been closed by a wooden door, they would have suspected that they had arrived at the study of some wealthy family.

Inside the bright cell, all kinds of books were neatly arranged on the brand new bookshelves, and all the four treasures of the study were available on the desk.

There is a clean bed against the wall, a soft and thick mattress... and even a washing area.

The father and son were wearing clean, thick cotton-padded clothes, their hair and beards were neatly groomed, and they looked more energetic than the others outside.

Looking at this spacious, bright, quiet and comfortable environment, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law felt complicated.

If possible, why don't they take over this jail?

Only then did they realize that someone had spent money to take care of everything for them, which was why they were able to live so safely in prison.

Mrs. Fu sighed: "I don't know which benefactor spent how much money. If our Fu family can make a comeback in the future, we will definitely repay him double."

After being released from prison, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law finally felt relieved.

A few days later, Fu Wanshu was about to go to Baicaotang, but she saw a disheveled and familiar figure on the street. It was her second brother Fu Ting'an.

He was covered in dust and dirt, and one of his feet was bare and covered in blood.

"Get out of here and don't delay our business."

Fu Ting'an was driven down the stone steps in front of the shop. His injured foot made him unstable and he fell to the ground.

Fu Wanshu's eyes were filled with tears, and he hurried over to help him up: "Second brother, how did you get hurt?"

When Fu Ting'an saw that the person coming was his sister, he lowered his head in shame and self-blame.

"I'm so useless. I can't even do any work properly. Not only did I not get paid, but I also made myself look like this."

Fu Wanshu felt a tightness in her chest when she saw her second brother, who used to be a handsome man but now had lost all his scholarly pride in order to make a living.

"Don't talk about it for now. I'll take you to bandage your wound."

Fu Ting'an gritted his teeth and endured the pain, saying in a very resistant manner: "It's okay, I can just wash my wound when I get home."

Fu Wanshu knew that he was afraid of spending money, but she still forced him to go to Baicaotang to apply medicine.

He had an injury on his leg, and he couldn't resist, so he sat down nervously.

The doctor in charge of Baicaotang was an expert in medicine. He found that Fu Ting'an's leg bone was broken as soon as he touched his injured leg.

The brother and sister's expressions suddenly changed.

One was desperate about the huge medical fees and medicine costs, the other was glad that the disease was discovered in time.

"Doctor Zhao, can you cure my brother's leg?"

"Shushu, we won't treat him anymore. We..."

"Don't worry, boss. Although Mr. Fu's leg is injured, fortunately it can be repositioned through manipulation, and then he can recover with medication and care."

Fu Ting'an was confused, "Shushu, what did he call you?"

In order to let her second brother feel at ease and receive treatment, Fu Wanshu did not hide the fact that she was now the owner of Baicaotang.

"I am the shopkeeper employed by Baicaotang, so you can rest assured to treat your injuries, and don't worry about the money."

"What? You said you were..."

Fu Ting'an's face was full of disbelief. He had not recovered from his shock until his broken leg was put in a splint and a bunch of medicine was given to him.

"Second brother, please keep this a secret for me. Because of the relationship between Baicaotang and Prince Su's Mansion, I don't want to worry my family."

Fu Ting'an thought of something and suddenly realized that it was no wonder that she could always take some money back home. It turned out that it was because she was managing Baicaotang for Su Yunling.

"Well, don't worry, I won't say anything nonsense."

"By the way, second brother, why did you hurt your leg?" Fu Wanshu asked the question that had puzzled him for a long time.

Fu Ting'an then told the story, saying that when he was carrying the goods and had just walked to the middle of the wooden bridge, the plank under his feet suddenly broke, so he fell into the deep ditch.

After listening to this, Fu Wanshu felt a little uneasy. Could this be an accident?

She used some silver and easily found the broken wood board.

Without a close look, you can see that the smooth fracture is obviously the result of a sawing.

Who is deliberately targeting the second brother?

Given the Fu family’s current situation, it’s not surprising that some people would want to take advantage of the situation.

Suddenly, the panicked voice of Auntie San interrupted Fu Wanshu's thoughts:

"Wanshu, it's bad, your grandmother is dying..."