Farmer's Cannon Fodder: Listen to me, the whole family, change the plot

If Su Fuzhu had a mobile phone, the number of steps she took while jumping and hopping around in circles in the village would definitely top the WeChat step count rankings.

So, after she came out of the "Billion Jumps and Thumbs Up", she couldn't make any big movements or any unnecessary actions, and she just slumped down and sat down on the spot.

In fact, falling to the ground is nothing. An ordinary person can just get up.

But Su Fuzhu has been spoiled by Old Lady Su like a darling girl since she was a child. How could she be an ordinary person?

Since she was a child, Su Sulaier had served her like a maid. She was dressed the best in the family. If her clothes were a little dirty, she would refuse to wear them and ask her family to change them into clean clothes.

In addition, Zhang Chuncao would sometimes whisper in her ear that a precious girl who would be liked in the future must behave like a lady from a wealthy family and must not make herself look dirty.

So, what seemed like no big deal to an ordinary person, falling and sitting on the ground, seemed extremely serious to her.

He was already crying, venting the frustration from the incessant jumping, and now he just opened his throat and burst into tears.

Su Xigen and Zhang Chuncao, who were thrown to the ground by a donkey cart not far away, heard Su Fuzhu's crying and didn't care about the pain they were in from falling off the donkey cart.

One of them got up and continued to control the donkey cart, while the other got up and rushed towards Su Fuzhu.

Then, the three of them drove the donkey cart back to the Su family together.

Su Fuzhu naturally wanted to express her inner unhappiness. She told both Su Xigen and Zhang Chuncao how she was jumping around in circles in the village for no apparent reason and couldn't stop.

When the two heard this, considering the experience of falling off the donkey cart just now and the sudden death of Su Xishan not long ago, they immediately moved up their original plan of moving the next day.

"Mom! I'm telling you! We must move to the house we bought in town tonight! If for no other reason, just to avoid disaster! I don't know if it's the root of evil left by the runaway Su Xiang'er. I'm afraid her physique of a star of disaster has never left our house! First she killed my father, and then she killed her own father! Now she's going to attack us and Fuzhu!"

Su Xigen's divergent thinking was stronger than anyone else's. He immediately thought of Su Xianger who had disappeared long ago, and the unfounded accusation that Su Xianger was a disaster.

He was talking non-stop, but his hands were not slowing down at all as he packed up his things.

Old Mrs. Su originally wanted to leave in style the next day so that she could show off. She didn't agree to leave overnight, but when she heard that it would interfere with her precious granddaughter Su Fuju, she immediately agreed.

The day after the family division, Su Xikui took his wife and son to the town. Only Old Mrs. Su and her family, as well as Song Xiuhe and her son, lived in the house.

Once they left, it was as if only Song Xiuhe and his son Song Baolu were left in the house.

When Song Xiuhe heard that they were packing up to leave, she was actually happy.

Once Old Lady Su and the others left, there was no one to put pressure on her anymore. She was the one who had the final say in the family. How could she not be happy?

So when she heard the noise outside, the corners of Song Xiuhe's mouth couldn't help but rise.

Unfortunately, the corners of her mouth didn't rise for long before they were broken by Zhang Chuncao's scream from outside.

All that was heard was a sharp scream from Zhang Chuncao, followed by a burst of hurried footsteps. By the time Song Xiuhe in the room reacted, Zhang Chuncao had already kicked open the door of Song Xiuhe's room.

"You are such a jerk, Song Xiuhe! We felt sorry for you, so we gave you an extra five taels of silver when we divided the family property, but you still stole things from me!"

After Zhang Chuncao pushed open the door, he put one hand on his waist, his eyes wide open, and his other hand was about to poke the tip of Song Xiuhe's nose.

Song Xiuhe was frightened by her attitude, but since she had never done anything, she denied it again and again: "I didn't steal your things!"

Unfortunately, these denials sounded particularly pale and powerless in Zhang Chuncao's ears.

Zhang Chuncao rolled his eyes, spat on Song Xiuhe's face, and said in a shrill voice:

"These past few days, I've been leaving early and coming back late every day, leaving you and mother-in-law alone at home. Mother-in-law can't even get out of bed because of her inconvenient legs and feet. Who else could have stolen it if not you? Return my 14 taels and 3 cents of silver as soon as possible!"

The fourteen taels and three qian of silver were naturally the one tael that Su Fuzhu had taken before plus the thirteen taels and three qian that Liu Cuixiang had taken away.

Because she had been busy recently and had not saved any new money, and she was confident that no one would find the place where she exchanged the money this time, she had not turned over the place where she hid the money during this period of time.

If they were not in a hurry to move today, she would have dug out all the private notes she had hidden and taken them away. She didn't know when she would discover that the money was lost!

But precisely because of the problem she discovered at this point in time, she immediately targeted Song Xiuhe as her suspect.

In her eyes, Song Xiuhe seemed to be timid in everything she did during this period of time. It was obvious that she was guilty of stealing her things.

When Song Xiuhe heard that Zhang Chuncao wanted to compensate her with 14 taels and 3 qian of silver, she became even more panicked:

"I didn't steal your money. You gave me the money when you divided the family property. Why would I steal your money? Could it be that you hid it and can't find it?"

Song Xiuhe thought that fourteen taels and three thousand silver was a lot of money. If she paid it, she would be left with no money.

Therefore, this money must not be compensated, and this thing that has not been done must not be admitted.

Song Xiuhe stretched her neck and looked at Zhang Chuncao, her face full of certainty and determination.

But at this moment, Zhang Chuncao was only thinking about the private money she had saved with great difficulty, and didn't care about the expression on Song Xiuhe's face at all.

Besides, she was in a hurry to move, so she simply didn't continue talking to Song Xiuhe, and went past Song Xiuhe to search her house.

Song Xiuhe naturally tried to stop him, and so did Su Baolu, who happened to be in the room.

Seeing that he was no match for Song Xiuhe and Su Baolu, Zhang Chuncao kept searching and called for Su Xigen to come over for help.

Su Xigen knew about the money that Zhang Chuncao had hidden for private visits. When she found out that it was missing, she became extremely anxious.

Zhang Chuncao directly targeted the target and now he was calling for his help, so how could he not help?

When Old Mrs. Su heard about the menstrual cramps, she pretended not to hear anything. Su Xigen joined Zhang Chuncao's side, so Song Xiu Ke's room was the one that was searched.

After a robbery-like search, Zhang Chuncao successfully found the fifteen taels of silver that he had received when the family was divided that day.

She could naturally tell that the fifteen taels of silver were not the ones she had lost, so she put them into her pocket with peace of mind and turned away.

She thought that Song Xiuhe had hidden her fourteen taels and three cents of silver somewhere else so that she couldn't find it.

So, after packing up his things and leaving overnight on a donkey cart, Zhang Chuncao stood at the gate and shouted loudly:

"Second sister-in-law, I know you're in trouble, so I won't mind if you stole my money! But you can't steal!"

After shouting, he didn't care about what kind of rumors about Song Xiuhe would spread in the village after he said this. He happily got out of the car with his things in his pocket and left.

Song Xiuhe was left facing the mess on the ground and her crying son, the look in her eyes changing again and again.