So what if you flee from famine? Start all over again and live a good life every day

But even clay figures have tempers.

Feng Quan was a little annoyed by being caught by Aunt Feng, especially in front of so many villagers, he felt a little uncomfortable.

"That's enough!" Feng Quan grabbed Aunt Feng's wrist and pulled her back sideways.

Aunt Feng lost her balance and fell onto the steps beside her.

Feng Quan saw Aunt Feng fall to the ground, but did not step forward: "In front of so many people, can't you give me some face? What are you making a fuss about?"

"Aunt Feng, are you okay?" Mrs. Wang stepped forward and helped Aunt Feng up who had fallen to the ground.

Aunt Feng leaned on Mrs. Wang, feeling very aggrieved. She pushed Mrs. Wang away, stood up, pointed at Feng Quan and cried, "I gave you face, but did you give me face? If you hadn't been honest, do you think I would have married you? I didn't expect that you were the most dishonest."

"I have followed you since I was sixteen. You have no ability, no money, but I am responsible for everything in this family." Aunt Feng cried hysterically, "I have worked hard for you for half my life, and this is how you treat me? Ah"

"Oh my God, what sin have I committed that you treat me like this? You two adulterers should be thrown into the pond and drowned."

"Shut up!" Feng Quan was furious and slapped Aunt Feng hard on the face.

"You dare to hit me? Well, you actually dare to hit me?" Aunt Feng couldn't believe it. Her husband, who had been honest and timid all his life, actually dared to hit her in front of so many people today.

"I'll fight you," Aunt Feng said, and she wanted to rush forward.

Feng Quan didn't indulge her this time. He really thought she had no temper and raised his hand to fight back.

"What are you doing? What are you making a fuss about?" Village Chief Zhao heard the noise and walked in. He saw the noisy scene in the yard at a glance. He saw two people fighting and said, "Come on, some people, pull them apart."

Seeing the village chief coming, the villagers who were watching knew that the farce should stop, so they all took action. The women pulled Aunt Feng, and several men trapped Feng Quan.

Seeing the two separated, Aunt Feng seized the opportunity and kicked Feng Quan in the thigh. Feng Quan grimaced in pain and wanted to move forward.

He was stopped by several people behind him: "Feng Quan, if you have something to say, please talk it over nicely. Don't do it."

"Yes, Feng Quan, you beat your wife. It was your fault in the first place. You should just let your wife vent her anger. We still have to live our lives, right?"

"What are you complaining about? I want to divorce her. She is a shrew, a shrew." Feng Quan, who was being dragged, had a dark face and veins on his forehead.

"After so many years, what other wife is as tough as you? You throw tantrums at every turn, and you don't even give me any face outside. Why should I keep a woman like you?"

"Village Chief, you have to make the decision for me." Aunt Feng broke free from the person holding her and knelt down in front of Village Chief Zhao.

Village Chief Zhao was startled and quickly dodged to the side, rubbing his brows with a headache: "What's going on?"

The villagers who were watching all told the village chief what had happened. After hearing the whole story, Village Chief Zhao's face became darker and darker.

"Hurry up and help Huang Cuihua up." Village Chief Zhao looked at Huang Cuihua who was still slumped on the ground.

Everyone realized that they were so engrossed in the show that they forgot that there was a miscarriage on the ground.

When Village Chief Zhao called for help, several women came out of the crowd reluctantly, pulled Huang Cuihua up, and helped her into the house.

After a while, Huang Cuihua's skirt was already soaked with blood. Huang Cuihua saw that something was wrong and did not dare to say anything. She went back to her room obediently.

"Handle it yourself. This is so embarrassing." After the ladies threw Huang Cuihua on the bed, they left without delaying for a moment.

Seeing Huang Cuihua enter the yard, Feng Quan's expression changed. Under the gaze of the villagers, he did not dare to move a step.

"Village Chief, I want to divorce my wife." Feng Quan looked at Village Chief Zhao with a firm gaze.

"Do you know what you are talking about?" Village Chief Zhao frowned. How did this come to the point of divorcing his wife?

"What did you say? How dare you divorce me?" Aunt Feng was also incredulous. Feng Quan was originally in the wrong in this matter. She had originally thought of making a scene first, and then using this incident to control Feng Quan and make him behave himself in the future. Unexpectedly, Feng Quan actually wanted to divorce her: "I don't agree, Feng Quan, what right do you have to divorce me?"

Feng Quan ignored her and looked straight at Village Chief Zhao: "Village Chief, the baby in Huang Cuihua's belly is mine. Now the baby is gone and she has no one to take care of her, so I want to take care of her."

"She's pitiful? She has no one to take care of her? Feng Quan, don't forget, she has a man, and she seduces people to get pregnant. An unfaithful woman like her should be thrown into a pig cage," Aunt Feng pointed at Feng Quan and said, "Even if someone needs to take care of her, it's not your turn to do it."

Unfortunately, Aunt Feng shouted for a long time, but Feng Quan didn't even look at him. Once a man becomes ruthless, he is more cruel than anyone else.

Aunt Feng was anxious when she saw Feng Quan like this. She stood up, walked to Feng Quan, and pulled Feng Quan's sleeve: "I don't agree, you can't divorce me. If you really want to take care of her, I can take care of her with you, just as compensation for her. As long as you promise me that after this matter is over, we can live a good life."

"I can't stand it anymore. I've had enough of you. Look at you now. You are not even as good as a hair of Huang Cuihua." Feng Quan turned his head away and pulled the sleeve out of Aunt Feng's hand. He didn't look at Aunt Feng.

"What's so good about her? She has a man. Think about our children. What will happen to them if you leave?" Aunt Feng has been married to Feng Quan for more than ten years and gave birth to two boys and a girl for him. Now she wants the children to move out, hoping that Feng Quan will change his mind for the sake of the children.

"So what? Her husband hasn't been home for a long time. He might have died outside. What's wrong with me taking care of her?" Unfortunately, Feng Quan didn't seem to want to change his mind at all: "What's wrong with a child? If Huang Cuihua is willing, isn't it easy for me to have a child?"

"That's enough. What nonsense are you talking about? A married man and a married woman. Do you still have me, the village chief, in your eyes? You have disgraced the entire Qingshan Village." Village Chief Zhao glared at Feng Quan. "You were wrong in this matter. What qualifications do you have to divorce my wife? What right do you have to divorce her?"

"But, Village Chief Zhao..."

Feng Quan wanted to say something but was interrupted by Village Chief Zhao, "Okay, stop talking." Then he turned to look at Aunt Feng and said, "Don't even think about dragging her to the pond to drown her. After all, this is a human life. Let's talk about this matter after she recovers and Lin Wu comes back." After that, Village Chief Zhao turned and left.

It is difficult for an honest judge to settle family disputes. Thinking of these troubles, whoever wants to be the village chief can do it. Anyway, he is tired.