The fragrance of medicine is alluring, the farm elder sister is cool and cool

"Ouch - you little beast, how dare you hit my Baolong." The third daughter-in-law Zhao Chunhua screamed, rushed forward, picked up Wen Qingcheng's 6-year-old brother Wen Zicheng, and slapped him in the face with her big ears.

When Ye Xiuying saw her son being beaten, she wanted to go forward anxiously, but she was also afraid that Wen Qingcheng would be taken away by them. She didn't care about both and broke down crying.

Seeing this, Wen Qingcheng slipped under Sha Chuyi's armpit and came close to Zhao Chunhua. She clamped her hitting hand with one hand and held a shiny kitchen knife against her neck with the other hand.

Zhao Chunhua felt a chill on her neck and froze in shock.

"Qingcheng!" Ye Xiuying was frightened when she saw her daughter holding a knife.

Butcher Feng was also shocked. It was not that this girl was weak and had no opinion of her own. She even dared to use a knife. Old Third Wen was deliberately trying to trick me. If he took advantage of me while I was drunk and asleep and stabbed me with a knife...all my property would belong to the Wen family.

"Stop making trouble. Give me the money and I'll leave immediately. You can make trouble however you want."

Feng Tuzi has given up the idea of ​​having Wen Qingcheng as his wife, and now he just wants his money back.

When Wen Lao San saw Wen Qingcheng holding a knife against his wife, he angrily yelled, "You beast, you are rebelling, why don't you put the knife down!"

A cold light flashed in Wen Qingcheng's eyes, and she moved the blade towards Zhao Chunhua's neck, instantly scaring Zhao Chunhua so much that she screamed.

When Wen Lao San met Wen Qingcheng's murderous eyes, he felt a chill in his heart. He thought that she was determined to die. No, she had already jumped into the river and died once, and this time she wanted to take someone with her before she died.

This damn girl, who has watched her grow up, is the most timid and cowardly, and dares to threaten her elders. I will take her knife away and whip her to death. Wen Lao San thought so.

"Put down the knife now! How dare you treat your elders like this?" Old Mrs. Wen's face darkened and she scolded angrily. She knew her granddaughter. She was always timid since she was a child and would be scared to tears when she raised her voice. Now she was rebelling against her in front of her?

Wen Qingcheng did not behave as she expected, but burst out with a stronger killing intent. Baolong was also frightened and stood there not daring to move. Is this still the sister Cheng who he bullied at will and would never resist no matter how he teased her?

Wen Zicheng was stunned when he saw his elder sister protecting him in such a domineering way.

"I say, Wen Lao San, give me my money back! I don't want the person anymore," Feng the Butcher roared ferociously.

He saw that the Wen family was fighting among themselves, and he was still standing there with so many people watching outside, and he still felt ashamed.

"Brother Feng, you see, I still have family matters to take care of here. Why don't you go back first and I will persuade her." Wen Lao San was busy comforting Feng the butcher and was thinking of asking Wen Qingcheng to send him over.

"What the hell are you trying to persuade me for? I'm telling you, Wen Lao San, I'll give you four ounces of silver, including the principal and interest. If you're one cent short, I'll chop off one of your fingers."

"Third brother, give him the money first." Old Mrs. Wen said helplessly.

"...The money has been spent." Wen Lao San almost knelt down to Feng the Butcher.

"Hmph, if you don't have money, I will make your Wen family restless. If you don't pay me back, I will raise the interest rate by one or two taels."

"Boss, where is the money? Where did you spend it?" Wen Laosan's wife Zhao Chunhua suddenly became anxious.

"I was itching to gamble, but I was unlucky that day and lost everything," said Wen Lao San dejectedly.

"You're really a piece of shit. You told me that your niece was trying to get her mother treated for an illness, and I felt sorry for her filial piety, so I only planned to give you two taels of silver, but I gave you one tael more, and you ended up pocketing it all." Butcher Feng spat at Old Third Wen.

At this time, everyone including the onlookers outside the door understood what happened. The second uncle of Wen wanted to sell Wen Qingcheng, saying that she would do hard labor for Feng the butcher's family. Wen Qingcheng agreed to treat her mother's illness, but she didn't expect that the money would be embezzled by the second uncle.

As a mute girl, she had no one to vent her sufferings and no place to complain about her grievances. She was deceived into becoming the wife of Feng the butcher. When she knew that her mother was going to die of illness and her own innocence was at risk, she jumped into the river in despair and committed suicide.

After knowing the truth, Ye Xiuying could no longer hold back her tears.

"My silly girl, your mother is about to die, why bother to sacrifice your whole life for her?"

"Give me the money now, four taels of silver, not a penny less." Feng the butcher didn't want to waste any more words. He grabbed Wen Laosan by the collar and tried to stab him with a sharp knife in one hand.

Old Mrs. Wen was so scared that she shouted, "Don't do it, we'll give you the money."

After that, he went back to his room and rummaged through the boxes and drawers, and took out three taels of silver. "These are the only three taels of cash I have."

"Three ounces is not enough, four ounces! I lost such a big man, four ounces is not enough."

Ye Xiuying begged desperately: "Big brother, third brother, let's get together again."

Boss Wen said with an unpleasant expression, "Second son's wife, look at the good girl you raised, but she has caused so much trouble for the family."

After saying this, Boss Wen looked at his wife Zhang Sufen who had been hiding behind him and said, "Go into the house and look for her."

The eldest son's wife Zhang Sufen walked into the house mumbling, "The harvest has been bad in the past few years, and we can barely afford to eat. How can we have any money? It's all because of this money-loser. He has a poor and cheap life. He has a good life but he comes back to be with a fool."

Soon he brought out a large bunch of copper coins.

"It's not enough. Don't try to fool me." Feng the butcher said as he pushed the knife towards Wen Laosan's waist. Wen Laosan immediately screamed in fear.

"Sister-in-law, please look for it again."

"We don't have any cash at home. We are all farmers and depend on the weather for our livelihood. How could we have any money?" Zhang Sufen shouted irritably.

"Qingcheng, let your aunt go first. Chunhua, go and look for her quickly." With a knife against his waist by Feng the butcher, Wen Lao San hurriedly urged his wife to go to the room to find the money.

Ye Xiuying also took the opportunity to say, "Qingcheng, they won't take you away, put the knife down quickly."

Wen Qingcheng put away the knife, and Zhao Chunhua felt as if she had been pardoned. She ran back to her room and quickly took out a few strings of copper coins, finally collecting four taels of silver.

Butcher Feng took the money with satisfaction, put the knife back into his waist, and left in a good mood.

The crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed, and Old Lady Wen sank her big fat butt to the ground and began to cry.

"What sin have I committed to end up with such a money-loser? I've lost everything I've ever known."

Old Mrs. Wen's face turned red and her nose was running from crying. She threw away one of her shoes, sat on the ground with her legs split, and slapped the ground with her hands.

Wen Qingcheng rolled her eyes in her heart. This was really shameless. Her son got into trouble and lost money gambling, but now she blamed the victim, Wen Qingcheng.

"Wen Qingcheng, can't you sell yourself? You have that vixen face but you don't use it properly. The Wen family raised you up, but you don't know how to be grateful or repay them. You are such an ungrateful bastard!"

As soon as Feng the butcher left, Wen Lao San got angry. He picked up the flowerpot next to him and threw it heavily to the ground, pointing at Wen Qingcheng and scolding her.

Wen Qingcheng clenched the fists under her sleeves, and was about to teach this beast a lesson.

Ye Xiuying was so angry that she was shaking all over. Her body swayed, and her face became extremely distorted with pain. She fell to the ground, her body hunched like a shrimp.