The rural doctor is busy with farming, and her abstinent husband can't bear it

The village chief frowned unconsciously, and a hint of disgust that was hard to conceal appeared between his brows.

Zhao continued to sob, her fingers trembling as she pointed at the blunt axe that was awkwardly stuck on the edge of the wooden box, and she cried, "Look, this axe is stuck on my box. It's obvious that they are trying to force me into a corner."

"Aunt Zhou, let's get back to the point. Before the family split up, the family, regardless of gender, age or status, should have shared the cost of food, clothing and other expenses. You sold your own daughter first, and yesterday you didn't let her eat. Today you even hid the food. What on earth are you trying to do? They are a family of old and young, sick and weak. If you do this, who wouldn't be furious?"

As the village director spoke, he recalled what he had learned from the villagers on the way. He already had a clear understanding of the ins and outs of this family dispute.

Zhao realized that the village chief was not on her side. The grievance and resentment in her heart were like a flood that broke through the dam, and her tears became more violent: "Oh my god, what a sin! My poor son, you left early, leaving me all alone, suffering from the contempt and bullying of the world."

As the village director listened to Zhao's crying, he became increasingly angry, but he knew very well that the other party was the kind of person who would make trouble, so he decided not to waste any more words with him.

"Alright, alright, since you want to split up the family, I, as the village director, will come and sort things out for you, so that you won't have endless quarrels and entanglements in the future."

As he spoke, the village director shouted to the inner room, "Xinghua, come out for a moment."

Xie Xinghua had just filled her stomach and arranged for the maid in the house to take good care of Jiang Wangshan who was lying on the sickbed, and reminded her not to let the children run around outside.

Then, she slowly walked out of the inner room, with a look of determination and helplessness on her face.

The village director looked stern and asked directly, "Xinghua, your mother-in-law proposed to divide the family, what do you think?"

Xie Xinghua pretended to be in a dilemma: "Divide the family? What kind of family is this? I am a woman with several young children, and my husband is lying in bed. If the family is really divided, won't we have to live on hunger and thirst?"

"Although I live with my mother-in-law now and she is a bit strict with me, at least I can still get three meals a day. If I am not given food again in the future, I will still break open the granary. I can't let the children starve."

Although Xie Xinghua's words were crude and straightforward, every word made sense, and people could not help but feel shocked when they heard them.

The village director nodded in agreement, saying, "Indeed, once the family is divided, I'm afraid your life will be difficult to sustain."

There was no way Zhao would give up. It was obvious that Xie Xinghua wanted to rely on her. How could she bear this frustration?

"Your husband is lying in bed, but you have healthy hands and feet. Don't use this as an excuse. You made a scene today like a shrew, and everyone in the village saw it. I don't want to eat under the same roof with you anymore. We have to separate the family!"

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Xie Xinghua raised her lips with a sneer, "How do we divide it? Are you planning to send me away with a few pieces of silver? I'd rather stay with the two old people. Even if I have to endure some grievances, at least I can still have food to eat."

At this time, a villager nearby came out to persuade them: "Xinghua, quarreling day after day like this is not a solution after all. Why don't you separate and have some peace and quiet?"

"Raising a child alone is certainly difficult, but it's better than being depressed all day. Besides, I see your mother-in-law's box is very heavy. If the family really splits up, maybe she won't let you suffer too much."

When Aunt Zhou heard this, her voice was so sharp that it sounded like being pricked by a needle: "You are dreaming! The box contains my pension money, no one can take it!"

Xie Xinghua had no idea that there was money hidden in the box, let alone how much it was.

But from Aunt Zhou's expression as if she was facing a great enemy, she guessed that the money was not simple and could not be touched easily.

So, she deliberately put on a greedy look and said, "In this case, I will insist on not dividing the family. From now on, I will eat whatever you eat and wear whatever you wear."

"You have to be frugal with that money, mother-in-law. After all, there are many people in our family who need to eat and survive."

"Divided, I insist on dividing!"

Aunt Zhou spoke in a firm tone, saying that she would not let Xie Xinghua succeed no matter what.

Even though she was reluctant in her heart, she was clearly aware that if she didn't show some actual sincerity, she would not be able to get rid of this vampire-like family relationship.

I held tightly in my hand the little hidden pocket money, feeling mixed emotions.

All the items in the house were smashed to pieces due to anger and impulse, and all the necessities of life had to be purchased again.

Looking at Dazhuang's young face, without his father's protection, his young figure looked particularly thin in the dim light.

This family is supported by the two hands of mine and Dazhuang's mother, as well as the hard-earned money.

The future is long and unknown. This money is our only reliance and a safe haven in the storm.

I took a deep breath and said slowly, "How about this, I will give you two taels of silver, plus a relatively fertile paddy field and two plots of dry land at home, with guaranteed harvests. As for the simple but warm house you live in now, it will be directly in your name. As for the rest, I really can't do anything about it."

A trace of surprise and satisfaction flashed across Xie Xinghua's face, but the calm was soon broken by a discordant voice in the crowd: "Two taels? How dare you say that! We all saw it clearly. The silver in your box is piled up like a small mountain. There must be at least dozens of taels. Maybe it's all the hard-earned money of the Jiang brothers from hunting. Now you want to send people away with only two taels. How thick-skinned do you have to be to do such a thing!"

These words were like a sharp arrow, hitting Aunt Zhou right in the heart, causing her heart to ache.

Indeed, the hunting gains of the Jiang brothers in the box only amounted to about ten or twenty taels of silver. The rest was the pension left by her ex-husband and the money given to them by Changle, the thoughtful maid, who saved money.

Over the years, he has been busy arranging Changxi's marriage, and has to help his useless brother-in-law from time to time. No one in the family can make a lot of money, and they rely on this money to barely make ends meet.

Each of these silver coins is heavy, carrying the hope and dignity of this family. How can we let it go so easily and let others divide it up?

The village director frowned slightly, keenly capturing Aunt Zhou's eagerness to settle the matter, but it was obvious that such a distribution method was difficult to convince the public, and it was unreasonable and against the rules.

"Auntie Zhou, there must be a method for dividing the family property. It can't just be decided by your words."