Bring your aunt to eat big meat, the scumbag father's family is furious

"Take me where they are hiding." Butler Zhou looked at Song Dahahua as if he were a clown.

It’s over, it’s over, Song Dahua almost peed herself.

She said with a sad face: "They, they ran away and I don't know where they are."

"Since you're a girl and you're here to take the blame, I won't send you to the government office if you take me with you to find them."

"Otherwise, I'll just give you one." Butler Zhou said with a sly smile on his face.

"Do you know what kind of place that prison is? If the jailers see you, a pretty girl, they won't let you go."

Song Dahua couldn't help but shiver. She didn't want to go to jail and be tortured by those prisons.

If that were the case, her life would be ruined. It was unimaginable.

"They..." Song Dahua slowly raised her finger and pointed in the opposite direction: "They ran past here and then turned left."

Butler Zhou waved his hand and led his men to catch the man.

"You deserve the punishment for your crime of cheating and deceiving others," said Qiao Dayong with a frown.

Qiao Dacheng was lucky. Jian'er was born in such a family and fortunately he was not led astray.

On the other hand, Song Ruier has a completely different personality.

After a while, Boss Song and several others who were hiding in a deserted alley were brought out.

"Let us go, we didn't do anything." Boss Song argued while struggling to move around.

Song Lao Er: "You are being lawless in broad daylight. We are not criminals."

Butler Zhou laughed and said, "Whether he is a criminal or not, go to the government office and be convicted. You will have no choice but to admit your guilt."

When they heard that they were going to be sent to the yamen, their faces changed and they struggled even more violently.

"No, we won't go. Who gave you the law? What have we done wrong?"

"Help, help! Someone is killing people."

But no matter how they struggled or screamed, they were taken to the Han family, leaving only Song Dahua outside.

Song Dahua confirmed that Butler Zhou kept his word and ran away with shaking legs.

She had no idea what to do, so she wanted to go back and tell Old Lady Song about it.

"Hey, wait."

Butler Zhou came to the door and called her.

Song Dahua's legs went weak and she almost fell to the ground again.

Steward Zhou approached her furtively, his expression veiled with ill intent. "Ten taels of silver for each of these three, or they'll all be sent to the yamen. They'll be imprisoned for three to five years, and when they return, they'll be a shadow of their former selves, and they'll even have a criminal record. If their luck gets even worse, they'll be consigned to the ranks of the pariah, and their descendants won't be able to take the imperial examinations, become officials, or purchase land or property. There's no way to save them."

In fact, only those who committed serious crimes would be punished by being sent to slavery, but Steward Zhou had some intention, either overtly or covertly. The Han family would bribe the government to make those who were arrested become slaves.

Song Dahua opened her eyes wide. She didn't expect that the consequences of just lying to someone would be so serious.

"Master, we have been possessed by evil spirits this time. Please let us go. We farmers are poor and just want to earn more money. Please let my father, my uncle, and my cousin go. We will thank you very much."

"How can it be so easy? You are so naive." Steward Zhou said with a cold face: "It's your fault that you have such dishonest intentions towards the Han family. I will give you two days, including today and tomorrow. If I don't see your family send money the day after tomorrow, I will have the three of them sent to the government office."

Song Dahua burst into tears helplessly, wiping her tears as she walked back.

Thirty taels of silver is one-third of the family savings.

Not only did he not get eighty taels of silver, he also had to lose thirty taels.

The three brothers and sisters of the Qiao family also went back. Qiao Jianer judged that Song Dahua might have been blackmailed by the housekeeper Zhou just now.

The housekeepers of these wealthy families usually love to make money, so how could they miss such an opportunity? The Song family was unlucky to have run into it, but who can blame them for their bad intentions?

"Thirty taels, thirty taels."

Song Dahua walked behind with dull eyes and muttered to herself.

She was a little afraid to go back, fearing that Old Lady Song would take out all her anger on her.

The Qiao brothers and sisters in front heard it clearly, it turned out to be thirty taels.

"This Zhou steward is really cruel. He extorted ten taels from one person." said Qiao Dayong.

"If a fly doesn't bite an egg without cracks, how can anyone cheat you without having any bad intentions?"

Qiao Dacheng said that the housekeeper Zhou acted like an honest businessman to them and spoke politely.

All I can say is that when you meet a human being, treat him as a human being, and when you meet a ghost, treat him as a

Old Lady Song was waiting for a few people to bring back eighty taels of silver, and it seemed like the time was almost up.

Song Ruier was also full of anticipation. He was going to make a great contribution today, and he would be a respected person in the Song family in the future.

When he thought of this, a smile curved up on his swollen face.

Hearing the familiar footsteps of her family outside, Old Lady Song hurried to the door.

I saw Song Dahua standing at the door with tears on her face, her eyes swollen like walnuts.

"What's going on? Where are your father, your uncle and others?" Old Lady Song had a bad feeling.

"Grandma, they were discovered and arrested by the Han family."

"What?" Old Lady Song was shocked.

"They have all been detained by the Han family, and they said they would be sent to the county government office, unless, unless—"

Song Dahua started crying again.

"Unless what? Tell me clearly." Old Lady Song grabbed Song Dahahua's shoulders with her claws, which had not been trimmed for half a year, and her nails were digging into her flesh.

"Unless you offer silver to exchange for someone, otherwise, not only will they be sent to the government office, but they will also turn your father and uncle into slaves, and your descendants will be unable to achieve anything."

Old Lady Song was completely excited, breathing heavily and asking, "How much silver do they want?"

Song Dahua cried even louder: "Ten taels per person, a total of thirty taels."

Old Mrs. Song let go of her hand and fell backwards with her eyes wide open.

Song Ruier was hiding behind the door panel. When she heard the news, she was stunned.

He quickly ran to the backyard and climbed over the wall. He didn't dare go home for the next two days.

The Song family members were working in the fields not far away. When they saw Song Dahahua coming back, they all thought she was carrying eighty taels of silver, so they hurried back.

But soon, a bolt of lightning struck above their heads, and cries of grief rang out one after another in the Song family.

Qiao Lian'er and his siblings carried their backpacks and went up the mountain.

I originally thought that we would have to go very far, but I saw Qiao Jianer searching in the nearby mountains, and Dayong couldn't help but feel curious.

"Sickle, there are no chicken mushrooms on these hilltops."

"Yeah, I know." Qiao Lianer squatted down, picked a few red onion mushrooms and put them in the backpack.

Dayong and Dacheng were stunned.

Just as they were about to dissuade him, Qiao Jianer said, "Brother Dayong, Brother Dacheng, there are actually still many mushrooms that can be eaten and fried into delicious dried mushrooms."