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

Old Mrs. Qiao's face also showed a trace of solemnity: "The Song family came to cause trouble today, but we drove them back. They said they wanted to go find Zhao Lizheng. I'm afraid they will bring Zhao Lizheng with them tomorrow. Just wait at home first."

Qiao Laoer frowned and said, "This is endless. With Zhao Lizheng or not, we will fight them back. We will fight them every time they come."

"We should still give Chief Zhao some face." Old Man Qiao tapped the leg of the stool with his pipe. "Show us our principles. Don't talk about fighting at every turn. That's something we only do when we have no other choice. Haven't you heard the villagers say that the Song family are gangsters and hooligans, and our Qiao family are like robbers?"

Hearing this, the granddaughters burst out laughing.

Old Mrs. Qiao said, "There's nothing wrong with being a robber. No one dares to mess with us. But we don't steal other people's things. We are not qualified to be robbers."

"To be honest, I have thought about this," said Old Man Qiao.

Everyone looked at him.

Old man Qiao took another deep puff of his pipe, exhaled a long circle of smoke, and looked at the vast sky full of stars.

"I thought, if life becomes unbearable, I will lead my whole family to the mountains and become bandits. We won't rob ordinary people, nor will we rob those rich officials who don't harm the people, but those who are rich but unkind and officials who are unjust."

Everyone fell silent. It turned out that Old Man Qiao had such an idea.

The crops in the fields were growing well and were about to be harvested, but every year they were washed away by floods, reducing the harvest by 32%. The remaining crops, after paying grain taxes, were only enough to feed everyone for half a year, or half a bowl per person, or even porridge.

Hunting depends on luck, and they can hardly afford oil and fat. Sometimes they can't smell any meat or oil for several days in a row, and there is no salt in the dishes. Life is miserable. Eating wild vegetables in the mountains is like eating grass by cows. They all feel that they are about to become savages.

Yes, if it really comes to that, I will just become a bandit and rob those corrupt officials and rich people.

Boss Qiao said, "I thought we had no way out, but it turns out there is one after all."

"Yes, Dad, why didn't you tell me earlier? If you had told me earlier, we wouldn't have to live a hard life for so long." Qiao Laoer's heart was full of lofty ambitions, and he seemed to be eager to go up the mountain right now.

"Alright, everyone, behave yourself." Old Man Qiao said sternly, "First courtesy, then force. Tomorrow, the Song family will come. If reason doesn't work, then use weapons."

Old Man Qiao thought that the Song family came to steal the divorce documents.

The Song brothers were detained at the Han family. If the Song family did not return the divorce agreement, they would ask them for money to redeem them.

However, Dayong Dacheng had already learned the reason from Qiao Jianer. The Song family probably wanted Qiao Jianer to change his surname.

But the changes have already been made, what can the Song family do?

Early the next morning, Butler Zhou was at the door, arranging shopping matters for people going to the county town.

After the carriages had gone away, he saw several backpacks on the ground, each containing a large jar.

There are five jars in total, only one is slightly smaller.

Then, he saw the three siblings of the Qiao family who had been waiting for who knows how long.

They stood aside, waiting obediently and patiently.

Butler Zhou felt a little more favorable towards him.

"Oh, so many were delivered this time?"

"Yes, Butler Zhou, is Madam Han here? With so many goods, we should let her inspect them personally."

"Yes, please bring the things in." Butler Zhou spoke for the first time.

The three of them refilled the jars and carried the baskets into Han's house.

They were outside before and didn't know the situation inside the Han family. This was a large courtyard with three entrances and exits. Under the guidance of Butler Zhou, they first entered the front yard from the west corner gate and then entered from the hanging flower gate.

Then, the overlapping rockery, winding corridors, pavilions and terraces appear before your eyes, forming a charming and gorgeous picture.

The houses are all made of blue bricks and glazed tiles, which sparkle in the sun and are very beautiful.

The three siblings were all amazed. No wonder the Han family was said to be the richest family in the town. Dayong and Dacheng felt that they should not even dream of having a yard like this.

The Qiao family's biggest goal was to build a spacious courtyard. Not only could ordinary people not use glazed tiles, they had to be official or related to the official. They also couldn't afford such expensive tiles, so they could only use black tiles, and the walls were made of ordinary blue bricks.

This is considered quite remarkable in the village.

However, Qiao Jianer felt that if he gave it a try, he might get lucky.

But the three siblings did not look around, but looked very well. When they saw the housekeeper Zhou, there was a hint of satisfaction on their faces.

Although the three siblings were from a poor family and had lived a hard life, they still had a reserved self-respect.

Then think about the Song family members who fell into his hands, why is there such a big difference?

Those people from the Song family were used to blackmail him. He deserved it. He did nothing wrong.

We walked into the warehouse, which was tidy. There were jars of various sizes on the shelves. Those were the chicken mushrooms they had come to sell.

Mrs. Han came in soon after, and her eyes lit up when she saw how much they had brought.

"Put it down quickly, be careful not to bump into anything."

The person who was weighing the items placed a large basin on the scale, and the three siblings poured the dried mushrooms from the jar into it.

Mrs. Han took another look at the smaller jar.

"There must be chicken mushrooms in here."

"Yes, Madam Han, it's about ten pounds."

Ten kilograms was a bit too little for Mrs. Han, but it was compensated by other delicious mushrooms, so it wasn't too regrettable.

After the forty catties of mixed mushrooms and the ten catties of chicken mushrooms were weighed, Mrs. Han asked someone to fetch a box containing ten ingots of silver, each weighing five taels in size, placed side by side.

"I'll get you a smaller one so it's easier to spend. If you want a bigger one, tell me."

"Madam, you are considerate. A smaller one is better." Qiao Jianer took it.

"By the way, we need more oil now, so I'll pack a few dozen kilograms for you to take back." Mrs. Han said again.

Qiao Jianer shook her head: "No, Madam, we have money to buy oil now. Besides, the cost of oil is included in the price of the mushrooms we sell to you."

Seeing that the three siblings were not greedy at all, Mrs. Han smiled.

"Mother Fu, go to the kitchen and pack up the cakes you just made."

"Hey." Fu Ma went away and came out soon, holding a three-layer snack box in her hand and handed it to Qiao Jianer.

A sweet aroma emerged from the snack box, something this body had never tasted before.

"Madam, how can we take your things?" Qiao Jianer evaded.

"Miss Qiao, take it. I made it for the two children. Their father just took them to the county town. I can't finish it by myself." Mrs. Han smiled softly.

"Thank you very much, Mrs. Han." Qiao Jianer said gratefully.

After walking out of Han's house and opening the food box, there were about twenty items on each layer, and more than sixty items on the third layer. These were the snacks in the kitchen.

There are several types, including Suzhou's fermented rice cakes, crab shell yellow, northern donkey rolls, bean flour rolls, etc.

The three siblings were reluctant to eat any of the food on the way, so they decided to take it home and share it with everyone.

But when he reached the village entrance, his mouth was already full of saliva.

Then I saw the Song family members holding sticks, axe, and bone-chopping knives, and accompanied by Zhao Lizheng, rushing towards the Qiao family.