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

His words were powerful, and every word was like an arrow that pierced Zhao's heart.

Someone in the crowd immediately echoed, "Yes, although Ziling has a disability, he works very hard. I didn't expect that he didn't get any food. How can he live like this? Stepmothers are really black-hearted!"

As soon as these words were spoken, more people joined the ranks of condemnation, and Zhao was immediately drowned in the surging voices of condemnation, isolated and helpless.

Xie Qifen walked towards the village director with a solemn expression and firm steps. Her weather-beaten face was now filled with sincerity and expectation.

She took a deep breath and clenched her hands into fists, as if to gather courage. Then she looked at the village director with burning eyes, and said in a trembling but powerful voice: "Village director, you are the yardstick of our village, you have to do justice for the young couple! Ziling has suffered too much, and now he finally has a stable family. He cannot be wronged anymore."

Upon hearing this, the village director put down his pipe, nodded slightly, and a hint of approval appeared in his eyes.

He stroked his graying beard slowly, his eyes swept across the crowd, and finally fixed on Jiang Xunzhong, and shouted in a loud voice: "Jiang Xunzhong, you are the boss, tell me, how should this matter be handled?"

Su Yu's gaze followed the direction of the village director and quietly fell on the man who was always as calm as water. He was the biological father of her husband Jiang Ziling - Jiang Xunzhong.

He is thin and has a dark face. Time has carved deep wrinkles on his face, but it cannot conceal the determination and kindness revealed in his bright eyes.

With everyone's eyes focused on him, Jiang Xunzhong finally broke the silence, his deep and powerful voice echoing in the air: "Zi Ling has indeed helped us a lot over the years. He is diligent and capable, and never complains about hard work. Now that he has started a family and has a caring and warm-hearted person by his side, I can put my worries to rest. How can the young couple live without a piece of land? I will give them my two fertile paddy fields by the river, and a stone of rice, so that they won't starve. The future depends on their own luck."

As soon as these words were spoken, there was a chorus of approval from the crowd. The villagers whispered to each other, praising Jiang Xunzhong for his fairness and generosity.

However, this harmony was broken by Zhao's sharp questioning: "You are simply crazy!"

Her eyes were wide open, her face flushed with anger, and her expression was filled with shock and disbelief.

Seeing this, the village director knew that Zhao was firmly opposed to this matter. He was worried that the situation would escalate, so he eagerly expressed his attitude: "Okay, let's do as you say!"

In his words, he tried to use his authority to calm the storm.

"What's the problem? I absolutely disagree with this!"

Zhao was furious. She rushed towards Jiang Xunzhong, pointed her finger at his nose, and tore his sleeves while scolding him harshly: "You are talking nonsense. A stone of rice weighs more than 100 kilograms. If we give it all to him, will our whole family be left starving?"

Jiang Xunzhong's face turned pale at his wife's unreasonable behavior. He pushed Zhao away with all his strength, and his tone revealed an unprecedented determination: "Enough! Ziling is also my son. He has had a hard time these years. Now he has started a family. Although I, as a father, don't have much ability, it is my duty to give him two pieces of land and a stone of rice. I don't think anyone dares to object!"

Zhao was obviously caught off guard by her husband's sudden toughness. She froze in her place, and instantly broke down and burst into tears: "He has a miserable life? He has a miserable life, so I have a good life? I married into your Jiang family and worked hard to raise him..."

However, her crying did not arouse any sympathy. The villagers were either indifferent or helpless, and no one was willing to intervene in the dispute between the couple.

Seeing this, the village director took decisive action. He quickly took out paper and pen from home, concentrated for a moment, drafted a document, and handed it to Jiang Xunzhong.

Jiang Xunzhong took it without hesitation, signed his name stroke by stroke, and stamped his seal on it. Every movement seemed solemn and firm.

At this moment, Su Yu noticed that Jiang Ziling was still standing there. She became worried and waved to him: "Come quickly, Ziling."

Her voice was gentle and firm, like an invisible force, pulling Jiang Ziling across the crowd and to their side.

Two plots of land and more than 100 kilograms of rice are new hope for Jiang Ziling and Su Yu and the foundation for their future stable life.

They held each other's hands tightly, their eyes shining with expectation and determination for the future.

After Jiang Ziling also signed and sealed the document, Su Yu felt relieved and everything was settled.

She turned around and faced Xie Qifen, her eyes full of gratitude, and thanked her sincerely: "Aunt, thank you. If it weren't for your righteous words, I'm afraid we would still be struggling in hardship."

After hearing this, Xie Qifen smiled and patted the back of Su Yu's hand, and said with concern: "My dear girl, if you have any difficulties in the future, just come to your aunt. Ziling is a poor child. You must live a good life with him and don't let everyone's kindness go to waste."

Looking at Xie Qifen's sincere and simple face, Su Yu felt mixed emotions.

She once judged others by her own standards and mistakenly believed that Sister Xie was like those gossipers, so she deliberately tried to get close to her and ask about her family affairs.

Therefore, she took the opportunity to complain, and although everything she said was true, her motives were not good.

At this moment, she realized that Sister Xie's concern was not false, but came from the kindness and warmth in her heart.

Su Yu felt guilty for his previous misunderstanding, but was also grateful for Xie Qifen's selfless help.

Xie Qifen sat together with several close aunts from the village, laughing and talking loudly. They sewed the soles of shoes skillfully and joked about Jiang Ziling enthusiastically.

That hearty laughter, like a clear mountain spring, filled every corner of the courtyard.

Xie Qifen was particularly active. She gestured with her deft hands, praising Jiang Ziling for his unique vision in marrying the beautiful Su Yu. Her words were full of beautiful expectations for the couple's future. "Ah, Ziling is so lucky. Look at Yu's figure. We are going to give our Jiang family a plump grandson next year."

The aunts around echoed and laughed.

Su Yu was sitting at the side, feeling extremely embarrassed by the sudden topic of "inducing labor". Her cheeks flushed, and she managed to force a smile. She responded softly, "Yes, yes, I'll try my best."

She secretly glanced at Jiang Ziling beside her, only to see that his face had turned red from everyone's teasing, like a ripe tomato. He was usually eloquent, but at this moment he couldn't utter a word. He could only smile innocently and let the aunts make fun of him. He looked cute.

Not long after, Jiang Xunzhong carried two large bags of heavy rice and walked into Jiang Ziling's room with steady steps.