Dressed as a farmer's widow, she brought her daughter to stock up on food and reached the top

Zhao Cunliang pointed at the two girls, thinking, aren't they standing here peacefully?

Before she could open her mouth, she heard the old village chief say, "I have been in charge of Futian Village for at least fifty or sixty years. There has never been a case of murder for money in the village. We cannot keep such a vicious person in Futian Village. If we cannot come up with an explanation that satisfies Xiuying and her daughter about today's incident, either we will send the four boys to the official or we will expel the four boys from Futian Village.

We in Futian Village will never allow evildoers to remain here!"

Tian Guiying wanted to say a few words on behalf of her son, but she quickly swallowed the words.

Seeing the officials was impossible. Was he going to be expelled from the village? Was he going to take his four sons back to his mother's home?

But in my mother's home, there is no place for me to stay, so how can I accommodate four sons?

At my mother's house, I have to get up before dawn to collect grass for the pigs, feed the chickens and ducks, and take care of the family. After a tiring day, I only get a bowl of wild vegetable porridge.

During the more than ten years I spent at my parents' home, I never had a full meal. I was so hungry that my bones were visible. I was often beaten and scolded by my parents. It was only after I got married that I was able to eat black-faced steamed buns.

She didn't want her son to live the same life as her.

Tian Guilan lost her previous arrogance and softened her tone. She pleaded, "My four sons were wrong in this matter. Considering their young age, please give them a chance to mend their ways. We will accept any compensation you offer."

The old village chief nodded and said, "Well, let the boys return the stolen items and apologize. Bring a bag of rice and a bag of flour to nourish the girls."

When Zhao's mother heard that she had to pay with a bag of rice, she panicked. She just pushed it aside, but now she wanted two bags of rice. Two little girls, how could they be so delicate?

I usually can’t bear to eat it myself, but now I have to compensate those girls myself.

She rushed out and stood in front of Tian Guilan, pointing at the sixth and seventh daughters and saying, "Look, aren't these two girls injured? Besides, my family has run out of rice. When we divided the rice harvest last season, we gave some to Xiuying and replaced the rest with black noodles."

The most she could pay was a bag of black noodles.

These girls are so grateful when they get the black flour. They usually only have wild vegetable porridge to eat, but now, thanks to my grandchildren, they can also eat black flour buns.

Zhao's mother secretly glanced at Xiuying

Humph, this little whore is secretly happy because she got my bad face.

The old village chief looked towards the chicken coop and said, "Since you have no rice left, then catch three chickens as an apology. If it's an apology, then you must show your sincerity."

Mother Zhao stood there with tears in her eyes. There were originally nine chickens in the chicken coop, but one was eaten by the girls, and four were taken away when the family split up, so there were only four left. Now she had to compensate with three more, leaving only one.

My chicken!

A group of women originally came to speak for Xiuying and her daughter, but now that the village chief was here, they started to watch the fun.

"Although our Futian Village is poor, we have the backbone to never steal. These four guys actually robbed people and wanted to kill them. We will never tolerate such people in our village."

"People like this need to be driven out as a warning to others."

Seeing that Zhao's mother didn't say anything, Aunt Sun immediately said, "Sister-in-law Zhao, if you are not convinced, then go and see the officials."

Aunt Li also expressed her opinion: "If you think it's too troublesome to see the officials, you can just throw these four boys out of the village."

The rich and powerful looked at these women who were looked down upon by their grandmother and mother.

Grandma and mother always said that these women had long hair and little knowledge, and could not even afford to eat black noodles. They were so poor that they could only eat wild vegetable porridge. Now, these women who they looked down upon on weekdays could throw them out of the village just by talking.

The four older grandsons saw that Mother Zhao was still looking at the chicken coop, and it was obvious that she was reluctant to part with the chickens. They were really panicked at this moment.

"Grandma, we don't want to be thrown out of the village."

"Grandma, save us!"

"Grandma, even if we give them three, we still have one."

"Grandma, as long as there's one left, there's still hope."

The chicken lays the egg, and the egg lays the chicken...

Several grandchildren pulled Zhao's mother's arm and said in unison

"Grandma, aren't we any better than a few chickens?"

Mother Zhao looked at the chickens in the chicken coop, then looked at her four precious grandsons, gritted her teeth and said, "Okay!"

Mother Zhao looked at the chickens in the chicken coop with distress, glared at Yang Xiuying fiercely and said, "You have such cruel hearts."

While Yang Xiuying ordered the eldest and second oldest sons to catch the chickens, she smiled at Zhao's mother and said, "How can we compare to your four eldest grandsons? They are capable of stealing money and killing people. These three chickens are your mother-in-law's apology gift to Shi Liu, Yin Lian, and Mu Dan on behalf of your four eldest grandsons."

After catching the chicken, Yang Xiuying took her daughters, thanked the old village chief and left the Zhao family, leaving Zhao's mother confused.

Who are pomegranate, silver lotus and peony?

Are they also after their own hens?

……

Yang Xiuying, who had just walked out of Zhao's house with her daughters, heard someone calling her from a distance.

"Sister, sister."

The children who were drying vegetables under the old locust tree were following an ox cart. There were no oxen in Futian Village, so the children were curious about the ox cart and were chasing it.

The ox cart was loaded with a lot of goods, and the driver was the original owner's younger brother Yang Qingfeng. The boy had a handsome face, fair skin, delicate features, and was wearing a scholar's robe. There were also several young and strong men following the ox cart.

"Mom, it's my uncle."

"Uncle Qingfeng."

"Grandfather."

"Mom, grandpa and uncle are here to see us."

The seven daughters ran towards the gentle young man sitting on the ox cart. Next to the young man sat a slightly plump old man with thick eyebrows and big eyes. The old man looked like someone who was not to be messed with. But when he saw the seven little radish heads, that fierce face actually smiled.

"My dear, I haven't seen you for a long time and I miss you so much. Come and see what good things your grandpa brought you."

As he spoke, Yang Kui took out a large piece of fat from the backpack beside him.

The seven girls immediately cheered and jumped for joy.

"It's meat!"

"Big fat guy!"

"Great, we have meat to eat."

"Grandpa, we also caught a rabbit."

"Grandma, you also compensated us with three chickens."

Zhao's mother, standing in the yard, was about to bite her teeth to pieces.

Blacksmith Yang didn't come earlier or later, but had to come at this time. He is making a fool of himself.

It was all because of that little whore Yang Xiuying. She insisted on getting rid of him and caused him to lose three chickens.

Guangzongyaozu Dafudaigui swallowed his saliva when he heard the cheers of the maids outside. In the past, Second Aunt did not share the goods, so the good things that Yang the blacksmith brought were all eaten by him. Now he has offended those maids. Even if he goes to please Second Aunt, he is afraid that he will not even get a piece of meat.