Shipin Dalizheng

When the younger generation learned that San Ya would no longer be under their care, Zhou showed great resistance. "No, I don't agree."

She almost lost all her rationality and rushed in, but was hugged tightly by Rong Dashan. "Let's go home. San Ya is doing well here. She has good food and drink, and can learn to read and write. She will be a rich lady in the future."

Zhou struggled desperately, "She is my daughter, I gave birth to her, she is mine..."

Her shrill screams kept echoing, and even Rong Qiaoqiao inside heard it.

She hesitated and said, "Sir, I want to go see my mother and try to persuade her. If she really doesn't agree..."

Rong Tang couldn't believe that Zhou was so resistant. Qiaoqiao wasn't abducted. She was still in Rongjia Village and her surname was still Rong. But Zhou looked so desperate that she seemed like she could never see her daughter again.

No matter how tough he was, even threatening the Third Master, he could not face the mother's shrill cries. Such a thing would not be allowed even in the future with sound laws.

He put Rong Qiaoqiao down, Qiaoqiao ran out, ran back, and found Chuncao.

After running out again, she rushed towards Zhou, "Mother..."

Zhou hugged her tightly, her attitude firm and unyielding, "Come on, go home with me. You are my daughter, and no one can take you away."

Rong Qiaoqiao comforted her softly, "Mom, don't worry, I will always be your daughter, no one can take me away. Come with me, I have something to tell you."

She took Zhou to a place a little further away, and she didn't know what she said to her. A little while later, the mother and daughter returned. Zhou's expression was calm, as if she had accepted the fact that she would no longer have a daughter.

The family walked away and Rong Qiaoqiao returned to the yard.

Rong Tang asked her, "How did you convince your mother?"

Rong Qiaoqiao said, "I gave her the ten taels of silver I had saved and told her I would not ignore her. I would return it to her when I earned money and support her in her old age."

Rong Tang didn't know what to feel; it was a mixture of emotions. He hadn't met Zhou much before, but Chuncao had said she was honest, kind, hardworking, filial, and kind-hearted.

But even with all these strengths, she also had some significant weaknesses, such as her extreme preference for boys over girls and her exploitation of her daughter. She had given up hope of ever having a son, and now she had no hope of relying on Rong Xiaobao for her retirement. The only person she could rely on was her daughter.

The eldest daughter was a coward, the second a timid one, and only the third was rebellious. Who would have thought that when her mother-in-law withheld her food rations and she was starving, it was only this third daughter who could find her something to eat, filling her ravenous stomach. Invisibly, the third daughter had become her greatest support, besides her husband.

If this support was taken away from her, wouldn't she go crazy? San Ya gave her ten taels of silver and promised to return it to her in the future, so what else could she be afraid of?

She loved her daughter, but that was it.

Rong Tang felt sorry for Qiaoqiao, but Qiaoqiao felt a little uncomfortable. "Prince, will you blame me for not knowing what's good for me? I still have to rely on you for support, and I have to take care of my own parents!"

Rong Tang stroked her soft yellow hair. "Everyone is born with the kindness of their parents, and it is their duty to repay them. But everyone is also an independent self, and should have their own independent consciousness. They are not someone's vassal, nor are they someone's property. I will not object to you being filial to your parents. I will only teach you skills so that you can support yourself and your parents."

Chuncao was jealous and asked, "Master, have I fallen out of favor?"

"You mischievous girl." Rong Tang smiled for the first time since he got angry. "Take her out to dinner, make her new clothes, and take time every day to teach her how to read."

The third master’s house.

As soon as he entered the yard, the third master collapsed to the ground. His sons helped him up and carried him to the main room.

As soon as the Third Master's butt touched the chair, he shouted, "Kneel down, everyone, kneel down!"

The son, second daughter-in-law, and Erya all knelt down. The third master made a trembling movement with his finger, finally pointing to Erhe and slapping him twice.

Rong Erhe was stunned, "Dad!"

Qian also shouted, "Why hit Erhe, Dad, there must be a reason!"

"You still have the nerve to ask." The Third Master was furious. "He took the beating for you. You idiot, you two have brought disgrace to the family. I always thought you were fine, but it turns out you have so many little tricks up your sleeve. You're almost tearing this family apart. Don't you want to divide the family? Divide, divide, send the three of you from the second branch away, and then rely on your son to survive. Qian, that slap you gave the Third Girl has completely made the Crown Prince dislike you. Forget about getting a good job, even if it's hard labor, there's no place for you in the future."

Qian burst into tears, not knowing whether it was out of regret or hatred.

"You still have the nerve to cry. You gave birth to a son, and you're so proud of him that you've spoiled him to death. Other boys his age are collecting firewood and cutting grass, but why is he so precious and wants to live the life of a young master? He wants to eat and drink, and when he's full, he beats and scolds his sisters. Is that what a human being should do?"

Qian felt very aggrieved. She hadn't taught her children those things. When she heard that her son was asked to work, she argued, "Xiaobao is still young..."

"He's tiny, and Sanya is even smaller. How come she only knows how to work?"

Qian was thinking, San Ya doesn't work, and her mother-in-law won't give her food, only to hear her father-in-law yell again, "You spoil the child because he's young. Why don't you do the work for him? You eat your fill at home and then go out to tease your wife. When did you become so hateful? Ah!"

Qian didn't dare to speak, tears welled up in her eyes, and she had no place to vent her grievances.

"And you!"

The finger pointed at Zhou again. Zhou raised her wooden face, and the Third Master felt heartbroken.

This is the numbness of a dead heart.

"Dad, what did I do?"

Zhou's voice was hoarse and her words seemed a little sarcastic. She was like this, so how could she be wrong?

The Third Master said angrily, "What did you ask for San Ya? Take it out! Others may not see it, but I can see it clearly."

Zhou flatly denied it, "No."

Rong Dashan didn't wait for her to finish and reached into the pocket of her tightly clenched clothes. Zhou struggled with him fiercely, "Give it back to me, this is mine. This is the money I earned by selling my daughter."

Rong Dashan's mind buzzed, and he said sternly, "Mother Daya, what nonsense are you talking about? When did we sell our daughter?"

Zhou's attitude was very hard and extreme. "I have no control over her in the future, and I can't control her when she gets married. This daughter is no longer mine. How can it not be considered as selling her? I accepted her betrothal gift several years in advance. What's wrong with that?"

Rong Dashan was extremely embarrassed. "You are asking for a betrothal gift for a six-year-old girl? Where is she going to get the money?"

"I don't care. Whoever wants my daughter must give me money."

Zhou failed to snatch the silver, and the ingot of ten taels fell into Rong Dashan's hands. Before the family could react, Zhou pounced on her husband and bit his hand as if her life had been taken away. Rong Dashan could not bear the pain, and she snatched the silver away.

At this time, Zhou was like a she-wolf. She would fight to the death with anyone who stole her money.

The Third Grandma spoke up at this time, "Okay, the silver has been received, it's not a big deal to send it back, just keep it at home, and buy her a dowry when San Ya grows up."

Under the complicated and surprised look of his old man, he stretched out his hand to Zhou and said, "Hand over the silver."

Qian also said: "Yes, quickly put it away for mother."

Unexpectedly, Zhou sneered nervously, "Why? This is the money I earned from selling my daughter, and I won't give it to anyone else. Second sister-in-law, if you're greedy, sell your little treasure too."

Qian's face changed, and the Third Lady cursed, "Bitch, what nonsense are you talking about?"