The widow becomes a fairy, and the time-traveling girl counterattacks and becomes the queen

"Don't worry!" Wang Xinyao patted Xie Dahua's hand, turned to look at Mrs. Xie, rolled up her sleeves and pretended to take action again: "It's okay if you Xie family doesn't want to take care of the three children, then my family of four will all sever ties with you. Otherwise, return the 100 taels of silver to me, no negotiation!"

Xie Shiya and Mrs. Xie looked at her rolling up her sleeves, and their hearts twitched, and they took a step back.

Xie Shiya pulled Mrs. Xie aside and said, "Mom, just break off the relationship with them. They are just three money-losing women, and your eldest brother isn't your own. Instead of giving your money to her, you might as well spend some money on your second brother to marry a concubine. Maybe she can even give you a big fat grandson!"

"But I received a deposit of two taels of silver from Mr. Wu's family!" Mrs. Xie hesitated.

"Mom, are you stupid? How can two taels be compared with 100 taels? At that time, we can just return the two taels of silver, and the 100 taels will still be ours!" Xie Shiya couldn't take on the task of taking care of the children. She couldn't bear the thought of it.

At this time, Xie Baihong walked up to Mrs. Xie and said, "Old woman, you can't break off the relationship with the children. If you break off the relationship, how will you let the girls survive? What's more, Xiaohua is still sick. Can we give her money to treat her illness?"

"You old bastard, do you have the right to speak here? You only have one son left now, my Erzhu. If you continue to side with them, don't blame me for not letting my son wear mourning for you in the future!" Old Mrs. Xie glared at Xie Baihong fiercely.

Xie Baihong is now old and no longer has the appearance and temperament of his youth. Xie Pozi has some money, eats well, dresses well, and is quite strong. In addition, there is a big age difference between them, so she is full of disgust towards Xie Baihong. Xie Erzhu is a typical mama's boy, so Xie Pozi has always had the final say in this family.

Xie Baihong opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but closed it weakly.

The loss of his eldest son etched a pain in his heart that would never fade. In his mind, what mattered most, even a hundred years from now, was that someone would wear mourning for him. Only then would he feel worthy of his ancestors. His heartbroken grief and his steadfast attachment to tradition made him appear particularly lonely and seasoned.

"Then let's write a letter of severance. After writing it, your life or death will have nothing to do with us, and you can never ask me for money again!" Mrs. Xie finally made up her mind!

"Okay, after we sign the severance letter, our life or death has nothing to do with you, and everything about you has nothing to do with us!" Wang Xinyao was delighted, but her eyes were filled with tears. She turned to Xie Juhua and said, "Sister-in-law Juhua, my Xiaohua is sick and is still lying in bed. Please tell the village chief uncle to come to my house later to help us be a witness and help write the severance letter."

When Wang Xinyao first arrived in this village, she was still a little girl. She usually called others uncle, aunt, brother and sister-in-law. Since she agreed to marry Xie Aniu to repay her gratitude half a year ago, some people started calling her sister-in-law. In fact, she didn't like this title very much. What's more, since Xie Aniu was injured, they didn't even have the etiquette of husband and wife, let alone the real husband and wife.

Xie Juhua glanced at Wang Xinyao and asked, "Have you really decided?"

Wang Xinyao nodded heavily and said firmly, "Well, I've made up my mind. I don't want such heartless and ungrateful family members anymore!"

"Okay, don't be sad. If you leave these two people, you will be beaten less. If you need my help in the future, just let me know. I will do my best to help you. I'll go call my father-in-law now!" After saying that, Xie Juhua hurried away.

The house where Wang Xinyao lives is very close to Xie Pozi's house, just separated by a wall. After all, they used to be a family.

Wang Xinyao held Xie Dahahua's hand and walked towards home, followed closely by Xie Pozi and her family. The onlookers had not yet dispersed and followed behind, whispering to each other as they walked, all of them feeling deeply saddened by the breakup of the engagement.

Relying on memory, Wang Xinyao slowly walked into a simple thatched hut with a courtyard. Xie Aniu had built it himself. Firstly, he didn't want to live with his parents, siblings, and secondly, he didn't want his stepmother to constantly harass his wife. However, unexpectedly, both husband and wife passed away early, leaving behind three pitiful children. If Wang Xinyao hadn't come into this world, one can imagine the future of these three girls: a life of absolute certainty.

Wang Xinyao looked around. There was a long thatched shed built with some pillars in the yard. There was a pile of firewood under the shed. These firewoods were also brought home by Xie Aniu every time he came back from hunting. Not only was there a pile of firewood here, but Xie Pozi's house was also full. Otherwise, these firewoods would have been snatched away by Xie Pozi long ago.

Even so, the yard is still quite large. There is a well in the corner of the yard and a thatched hut in the middle. There are only two rooms in the hut, each with a bed, a cabinet for clothes, and a kitchen, but the kitchen is empty, showing the poverty of the family.

On the simple bed lay a thin girl, her face red, her breathing difficult, and she was drowsy, obviously suffering from a fever.

Beside the bed stood an equally skinny little girl, wearing patched clothes. She held the little girl's hand tightly, her eyes red as she kept muttering, "Sister, don't be afraid. I'm going to call you. I'll find a way to save you..."

The little figure was full of worry and helplessness, which made people feel distressed. When she saw Wang Xinyao, her tears could not help but flow down: "Mother, you are finally back, come and see your sister!"

Seeing this scene, some of the onlookers had red eyes, and some even secretly wiped their tears, thinking in their hearts: "What a sin!"

Seeing the little person on the bed, Wang Xinyao's heart softened.

"Don't worry, Erhua, my sister will be fine!" She asked Dahua to take Erhua out of the room, then turned to the crowd and said, "Uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters-in-law, please go to the yard for a while. I need to reduce my little flower's fever."

Seeing everyone leave the room, Wang Xinyao filled a basin with hot water and used a hot towel to physically cool the little girl down. She kept massaging the child's acupuncture points. In that era, there were no fever-reducing drugs. If you weren't careful, you could become a fool or even lose your life.

Fortunately, in addition to being a police officer, Wang Xinyao is also a general practitioner. This is what her uncle once said about her. At the beginning, her uncle saw that she had a talent for medicine and had been focusing on training her. However, she wanted to be a person like her father. Her motto was: "Put the country first, then the family. How can we have a family if the drug lords are not eliminated! Only when all the bad guys are brought to justice can people's lives be improved." The uncle had to give up and finally decided to let her go to the hospital for a consultation once a month.

In less than half an incense stick of time, Xie Xiaohua's complexion looked a little better, her forehead was not so hot, and her breathing was a little smoother. The fever must have subsided temporarily.

Wang Xinyao finally felt relieved. At this time, the village chief Xie Zhengyi came.

It is estimated that on the way here, Xie Juhua told the village chief what happened. Without saying a word, the village chief wrote two letters of severance in front of Mrs. Xie.

Mrs. Xie immediately took the letter of severance, pressed her fingerprint on it impatiently, and then threw it to Wang Xinyao.

Wang Xinyao took a look and felt that there was no problem, then said: "You can't be the only one to put the fingerprints, everyone must put them! Otherwise I don't agree to break up the relationship!" If she wants to break up the relationship, she must do it cleanly and decisively. Dragging it around is not her style. Except for a few children out of sympathy, she has no feelings for anyone in this family.

Xie Baihong wanted to refuse, but was glared at by Mrs. Xie. Adding to Wang Xinyao's insistence, he reluctantly pressed his fingerprints. Even Xie Erzhu's wife and children were called over to do the same. Only then did Wang Xinyao finally breathe a sigh of relief.

When I relaxed, I felt pain all over my body. Alas, this body... I need to take good care of it in the future!

Mrs. Xie and Xie Shiya looked as if they had just won a great victory. Although their faces were still swollen, it could not hide their smugness. They then left happily.

Xie Erzhu had a blank expression on his face and followed behind like an emotionless puppet.

Li Cuihua's face was full of sympathy and pity, but she didn't dare to say anything. She could only follow them away silently.

Xie Baihong's face was full of helplessness and self-blame. When he left, his back looked particularly lonely, as if carrying endless vicissitudes and helplessness, which made people feel pity.