The Second Sister of a Farmer's Family's Path to Imperial Destiny

At this time, Daya, Guo Xin, Sanya and Sidan were standing in Uncle Guo's house.

Uncle Guo and Aunt Guo sat in the main seat. They looked at the four children below and the atmosphere was a little tense.

The children in Uncle Guo's family were lying by the window, looking inside, and their chirping sounds came into the house, but no one wanted to care at this time.

Daya looked at her uncle who was sitting in the main seat, her hatred and anger reached its peak. It was this couple who sucked the blood of their family dry, forced their parents to death, and now wanted to sell Erya and Sanya.

After a long while, Daya suppressed her urge to curse. Now was not the time to get angry, so she suppressed her anger and said, "Uncle, I'm breaking off the engagement."

Before Uncle Guo could say anything, Aunt Guo was the first to exclaim, "What!? You broke off the engagement?"

He shouted again: "Impossible! Impossible! How is it possible? Master Liu will not agree to this."

He was constantly worried that if he called off the engagement, not only would he lose the betrothal gifts, but he would also no longer have a wife for his precious youngest son. Sanya would surely be a beauty when she grew up, and he would no longer have the money from selling Erya. What should he do?

Guo Xin looked at Aunt Guo coldly and felt disgusted. A parent actually wanted to squeeze money from her own nephews and nieces and didn't even treat her nieces as human beings. How could such a person be worthy of being her relative?

Uncle Guo listened to his wife yelling in his ear and thought it was just noisy. He did see Guo Daya and the others go out yesterday, and it seemed that they were going to Master Liu's place. He just didn't expect them to be so bold. As women, without the support of a strong family, they actually dared to cancel the engagement, and Master Liu agreed?

Although he had already believed Guo Daya's words to some extent, he still had a fluke and asked, "You said that Mr. Liu agreed to cancel the engagement. What evidence do you have?"

Guo Xin took out a letter from his pocket and said, "This is the evidence, a contract."

Mrs. Guo walked quickly forward, making a clattering sound, and snatched the contract from Guo Xin's hand, trying to determine whether it was real or fake.

But the money of the farmers was only enough to make ends meet, not to mention to send a girl to school to learn to read and understand, so Guo Bo Niang only recognized the handprint, which was slightly larger and seemed to be a man's handprint.

Uncle Guo watched Mrs. Guo's face slowly change from anger to disbelief, and then to dejection. He knew that the letter must be real, but he did not think of taking the letter to take a look. After all, he was illiterate.

When I was a child, my parents always wanted me to go to school, thinking that I was the smartest child in the family and would achieve great things in the future. However, I was not good at studying, so I was absent-minded and was expelled from school before I could even learn to read all the characters.

Uncle Guo was still thinking about who would receive the betrothal gift. After all, even though his family was one of the few wealthy families in the village, it was still not as rich as the landlord's.

This time, when Daya went to be his concubine, Mr. Liu was very generous. The betrothal gift was enough for him to eat and drink for more than a year.

"Then if you cancel the engagement, what are the conditions? Do you want to return the betrothal gifts?"

Guo Xin was not a child after all. Seeing Uncle Guo sitting in the main seat without saying a word but his eyes moving around constantly, he knew what he was up to.

"Mr. Liu said that you have one year to return five times the betrothal gift. If you fail to return it in time, you will bear the consequences yourself."

Mr. Liu Erye never said that one has to bear the consequences at his own risk, but to deal with someone like Uncle Guo who bullies the weak and fears the strong, he still has to borrow Mr. Liu Erye's name, otherwise his whole family will be dragged to death by him.

As expected, when Uncle Guo and Aunt Guo heard this, their eyebrows jumped. Their usually small eyes were now wide open staring at Guo Xin, as if they were going to eat them up in the next second.

The children who were lying by the window and listening could not help themselves first. Guo Dadan ran in and shouted, "What! Five times? That was the betrothal gift my mother left for me to marry a wife. Just because of you, I have to pay it back, and five times?!"

When Guo Daya saw Guo Dadan coming in, she even rushed towards her, waving her fists and couldn't help shaking. But her younger brothers and sisters were still behind her and she couldn't hide, otherwise they would be scared.

She has always been afraid of Guo Dadan. When her grandparents were alive, they doted on Guo Dadan the most and gave Guo Dadan a share of all the food and clothes.

Every time Guo Dadan tried to amuse herself by beating her, her grandparents would always say that she was a losing girl and that it was only right for her to be beaten by Dadan and that she should bear it. Over time, every time she saw Guo Dadan, she could not help but tremble even if he did nothing.

Guo Xin looked at the ferocious Guo Dadan, then at the trembling Guo Daya, and kicked Guo Dadan in the heart with a clever move, saying, "Be quiet!"

Guo Dadan was kicked to the ground. He couldn't believe that someone dared to hit him, and it was the second-in-compensation guy of that cowardly uncle. He couldn't help crying: "You dare to hit me? You actually hit me."

Guo Xin glanced at him and saw that he was just lying on the ground throwing a tantrum without any other action. She took her daughter and her younger brother and sister by the hand and said, "I know that five times the betrothal gift is really a huge sum of money, so we are embarrassed to embarrass uncle. We have thought of a way to divide the family."

Uncle Guo frowned when he heard this and disagreed: "Divide the family?"

"Yes, it's about dividing the family. Grandpa and grandma are gone, so it should have been divided long ago. After the division, all debts will be borne by ourselves, and will not have anything to do with uncle."

Uncle Guo looked at his wife, then at Guo Xin. Although he was unwilling to bear the debt of five times the bride price, if he let these orphans go out to live on their own, they would inevitably be criticized by the villagers. After all, he was still an uncle, and he had to be conscientious.

When Mrs. Guo saw that Uncle Guo didn't say a word, she knew what he was thinking. They had been sleeping in the same bed for more than ten years and she knew what he was thinking at every move. She immediately poked him, glared at him, and warned him not to do anything that would be detrimental to him.

Uncle Guo received the signal from his daughter-in-law and said, "It's not impossible to divide the family, but there is nothing left at home. A lot of it is your aunt's dowry. Good families don't use their daughters-in-law's dowry, so there is nothing to share with you."

After a pause, he continued, "When your grandparents were alive, they reclaimed wasteland on the western hilltop. There we have an acre of good farmland, a house, and a set of kitchen utensils. You can take the things in the house now. It's enough for you to live in."

Guo Xin sneered in her heart, she didn't know how long ago it was that the land was reclaimed. She was afraid that the fields over there had long been wastelands where nothing could be grown, and the house was probably not much better than the one she lived in now. But now she didn't want to care about anything and just wanted to quickly cut off ties with this family.

"These things are a little insufficient. At least give us some rice and flour."

Aunt Guo was afraid that Uncle Guo's conscience, which had been dead for a long time, would come out again, so she hurriedly said, "I manage everything in the family, big and small. We don't have much rice, flour, grain or oil anymore. We can only give you two buckets of rice and a cup of oil. We can't give you more. You can't ask us for more in the future."

Guo Xin looked at the distressed look on Guo Bo's mother's face and knew that this was the limit of what they could give, so he said nothing more.

"Okay, then let's ask the village head to sign and seal it."