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

All kinds of unpleasant words were like sharp blades, stripping away their remaining dignity and face layer by layer.

Although the old couple tried their best to remain calm, their trembling hands and tightly pursed lips still revealed their anxiety and pain.

In this noisy crowd, the village director's eyes were unusually firm. He stared closely at Jiang Xunzhong, the mainstay of the Jiang family, hoping that he could step forward and stabilize the situation with the authority of the head of the family.

The village director knew that this not only concerned the future of the Jiang family, but also the harmony and stability of the entire village.

Jiang Xunzhong finally couldn't hold back in the waves of sarcasm, especially when he heard someone questioning his filial piety and saying that he was so cruel to his own son Changping. His blood rushed to his head.

The image of responsibility that we have worked so hard to build up these days must not be easily destroyed because of a few words from outsiders.

Admittedly, the seven taels of silver was indeed a considerable sum, but the Jiang family had sufficient reasons and needs to hold on to the remaining sixty taels.

After quickly weighing the pros and cons in his mind, he took a deep breath and announced with unquestionable determination in his voice: "Let's do as the village director wishes. The extra silver will be given to those in need, and we will keep sixty taels for emergencies."

Upon hearing this, the village chief's face immediately broke into a smile. He hurriedly took out his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, preparing to draft the watershed separation agreement.

Xie Xinghua, who was standing by, was stunned. Could seven taels of silver really belong to her? She could hardly believe the sudden news.

Just as Jiang Xunzhong was immersed in the villagers' praise and enjoying the glorious moment of being recognized as the head of the family, he was suddenly hit hard on the back of his head.

"What can I do? That's my hard-earned money. It's your turn to decide."

Zhao's voice sounded like thunder, causing people around to look at her sideways.

For a long time, the Zhao family has reached the limit of their tolerance for Jiang Xunzhong's arbitrary behavior.

Jiang Xunzhong's face turned pale instantly after being insulted in public.

In the past, he might have chosen to endure silently, after all, he had long been accustomed to playing the role of being submissive.

But today, everything is different. He is no longer the timid Jiang Xunzhong.

He realized that if he continued to swallow his anger, outsiders would only think he was weak and incompetent, and the Jiang family's misfortune would all be blamed on his incompetence. He could not tolerate such a situation.

Then, an unprecedented courage surged from the bottom of his heart. He turned around suddenly and slapped Zhao in the face without hesitation.

"I am the master of this house, everything must be done according to my arrangements!"

His voice was slightly hoarse due to his determination. "If you dare to say another word, you will bear the consequences!"

Demonstrating his majesty as the head of the family in public, Jiang Xunzhong experienced an unprecedented sense of satisfaction and accomplishment.

The looks of the people around him were filled with surprise, awe, and even a bit of disbelief, and all of this made him feel both novel and intoxicated.

At this moment, it seemed as if the whole world was under his control.

As he pondered in his heart, his steps were steady and powerful, and every step was filled with confidence and authority. His self-righteous leadership qualities made him feel like a pine tree on the top of a mountain, standing tall despite the wind and rain.

In his eyes, the awe-inspiring looks of the people around him seemed to be silently telling him that the new head of the family had finally demonstrated the courage and style he deserved.

However, the reality is like a cold shower, and bystanders have their own thoughts in their minds.

It was as if a thunderbolt struck the heart of the Jiang family, turning the usually gentle Jiang Xunzhong into a completely different person. His rage and impulsiveness, like that of a wild beast out of control, made those who were once close to him look at him strangely. They couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts, thinking secretly: the gentle Jiang Xunzhong of the past has gone with the wind, and the person standing before them now is just a stranger whose soul has been twisted by grief.

In the days ahead, it might be wise to avoid him.

Jiang Xunzhong's slap not only condensed all his anger and strength, but also seemed like a complete farewell to his weak self in the past.

Zhao's face was instantly subjected to this irresistible force. Her body staggered backwards involuntarily, her ears buzzing, and the world in front of her seemed to be occupied by countless golden stars. Her consciousness was temporarily withdrawn in pain and astonishment.

When her vision gradually became clear, she only felt that the left side of her cheek was swollen. The burning pain and the humiliation in her heart aroused unprecedented anger and determination in her.

At the same time, the news of the separation had quietly spread in the village, and the contract from the village chief was like a heavy stone, weighing on everyone's heart.

The still moist ink seemed like a cruel mockery of fate, binding the names of the two families tightly together and then tearing them apart.

Xie Xinghua carried more than seven taels of silver in her pocket. She walked hurriedly but could not hide her nervousness. This sudden wealth was like a blessing, but it was also mixed with unknown risks.

In Jiang Xunzhong's arms, the remaining sixty taels of silver lay safely. Each silver ingot shone with a cold and alluring light, a symbol of power and desire.

Xie Xinghua's actions were like a gust of wind, intending to take back everything she thought belonged to her, but Jiang Xunzhong responded with unexpected flexibility and easily resolved her offensive.

His eyes flashed with cunning and determination, and his voice was low and firm: "This silver should be kept properly by me."

His words revealed unquestionable authority, as if he was announcing that the master of this family had completely changed hands.

Zhao's heart felt as if pierced by a sharp sword. She stared at Jiang Xunzhong in disbelief. The sharpness in her eyes was enough to cut through all hypocrisy.

"What do you mean? It's my own money, why should I ask you to manage it?"

Her questioning was filled with resentment and anger, and every word seemed to ignite sparks in the air.

Jiang Xunzhong's attitude became increasingly tough, and his tone revealed a firmness that could not be negotiated: "Since we are a family, what is your role and mine? As the head of the family, I should be in charge of the money. If you don't obey, don't blame me for taking severe measures."

These words, like a basin of ice water, extinguished the remaining fire of hope in Zhao's heart from head to toe.

Zhao's grief and anger were like a flood that broke through a dam. Her crying and struggling in the courtyard became a one-man show that no one sympathized with.

The crowds watching were either curious or gloating at first, but after her wailing gradually lost its novelty, the crowds gradually dispersed, leaving only her lonely figure, looking particularly desolate in the dust.

Several people who usually harbored ill will towards her were unwilling to miss this rare opportunity. They had gloating smiles on their faces, enjoying her embarrassment and misery.

On the other side, Xie Xinghua hurried back into the house, holding the silver and the family deed tightly as if she were holding the key to a new life.