"Village Chief, you heard what the child said. Now that things are like this, do you still insist on letting Yan Yan stay in Dawan Village?"
Mrs. Shu bent down and picked up the little dumpling. There were still tears in her eyes, but her eyes were extremely firm. She had to take Yanyan away today. If she couldn't do it, she would even beat the village chief!
The village chief looked at Yan Yan, who had lost a lot of weight in just a few days, and then at Zhao, who was rolling around on the ground, and said in his heart: "Okay, you can take Yan Yan away. I will help you with the household registration as soon as possible."
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Ancestors or not are not as important as living people!
When Mrs. Zhao heard their conversation, she felt very happy. It was worth it to get rid of a small burden after being beaten!
Moreover, Mrs. Zhang left a good thing for her little burden before she died, and now she can use it openly!
"Just wait, I'll go home and get the household registration stamp. Let's clear things up today!"
Mrs. Zhao was afraid that they would regret it, so she got up and ran away, but was blocked by Mrs. Shu holding a small dumpling in her arms.
"Give me back the money and beautiful flowers my grandmother left me!" Yanyan puffed up her cheeks and shouted fiercely at Mrs. Zhao.
Mrs. Zhao didn't expect that she would still remember this. She was stunned for a moment, and then pretended to be stupid and said: "What money? What beautiful flowers? I have never seen them before!"
"Liar, you have seen it! The red box is buried in the soil. Grandma said it was left for me..."
Yan Yan couldn't even think of the word, but she didn't want everyone to see that she had forgotten the word, so she kept saying "yes" with her hands on her hips. Finally, Mrs. Shu answered: "Is it a dowry?"
"Yes!" Yan Yan nodded vigorously, "That was the dowry left by my grandmother to me, but you poached it away. I saw it!"
Before Zhao could argue, the aunt next door to the Zhang family spoke up: "No wonder the rich wife didn't do anything in the two days after the old lady was buried. She just dug around in the ground. She was looking for a treasure!"
In one sentence, Zhao was found guilty.
The village chief glared at Mrs. Zhao with disgust, "Why don't you quickly take the things that the old lady left for Yan Yan, and even rob the children's things? Are you still not a human being?"
But how could Mrs. Zhao be so willing? She started to be hesitant: "I won't take it! Isn't she going to the Shu family? If she goes to the Shu family, then she is a member of the Shu family. Why should she take the things from my Zhang family? My rich family belongs to the old lady.
Son, you should be rich enough to take advantage of this!"
Yan Yan scratched the soft flesh on her face, with a cute look on her face, "Why do you say that, aunt? Doesn't it mean that Yan Yan is not her grandmother's granddaughter when she goes to Shu's house?"
The villagers just thought that what Zhao said made sense, but they were instantly pulled back after hearing what Yan Yan said. That is, those things were the dowry left by the old lady to her granddaughter. No matter where Yan Yan went, the blood relationship would not change.
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On the contrary, it was Mrs. Zhao who robbed the little girl of her dowry and was unwilling to support her family, so she even sold her. This was extremely unethical.
"If you are a wealthy wife, please hand over your things as soon as possible. The old lady loves Yanyan the most. If she knows that you bully Yanyan like this, she will even crawl out of the grave to settle the score with you!"
"There is a saying that goes: 'God is watching what you do.' If you two have done so many immoral things, you will be punished sooner or later!"
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The villagers started accusing each other, but Zhao couldn't argue with so many people, so she simply collapsed on the ground, rolling around and crying, repeating the words "I won't take it" over and over again.
Yan Yan was so angry that she imitated her grandmother's usual way of scolding people. She glared, crotched her waist, and yelled with all her strength: "You are so bad, aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"
Zhao's neck was stiff, "Then you let God chop it, chop it quickly, if you don't chop it, don't make any noise!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind suddenly arose in the silent night.
"boom!"
A bolt of blue-purple lightning fell from the sky and struck directly at Zhao, who was lying on the ground.
"Kacha!"
Mrs. Zhao screamed, spit out black smoke, rolled her eyelids upward, and fell backwards.
"My great-grandmother, my rich wife was struck by lightning!"
"Don't tell me, this lightning strike is really accurate!"
"Stop making sarcastic comments here and go get the doctor!"
A group of people hurriedly carried Zhao away.
Yan Yan, who stayed where she was, was dumbfounded.
Did she shout out that thunder?
Is she so powerful?
I can’t believe it, do you want to try again?
Yan Yan turned her head and looked at Zhang Youcai, who was huddled up, blinked her eyes, and softly called "uncle."
Zhang Youcai was so excited that he almost pissed himself from the fright, "Good niece, don't say anything, uncle will go home to get the dowry right now!"
After that, he rolled and crawled on the ground and ran away.
Yan Yan sighed regretfully, her uncle was so obedient, he was so obedient that she was embarrassed to let lightning strike him.
Zhang Youcai left as fast as he could and came back quickly. After a while, he returned to the village entrance with a red box in his arms. "Everything is here. Check it out."
The box was opened, and a few broken pieces of silver were placed inside. There was a small box under the broken silver, and the box contained a plum blossom hairpin inlaid with gold and jade.
Mrs. Shu's eyes lit up when she saw it, her in-laws really loved her granddaughter!
Mrs. Zhang used to be a young lady in the city. She was a well-educated lady. Later, her family fell into poverty and she married into Dawan Village.
More than ten years ago, she lost her husband and went through many hardships with her two children without selling the hairpin. When she got old, she spent all her money preparing a dowry for her lonely granddaughter.
This heart alone is moving.
Yan Yan had no time to take care of the hairpin at this moment, because she found that the number of silver coins was wrong, "One, two, three, four, two pieces missing!"
Zhang Youcai's heart skipped a beat and his face turned pale, "That's impossible, you must have remembered it wrong."
"I have to count it every night before I go to bed. How could I remember it wrong? If you don't believe it, look, there are still my teeth marks on it!"
Zhang Youcai stretched out his head and took a look, wow, it was true. He couldn't help but cursed: What's wrong with this child? He still has to count his coins while sleeping.
What he was thinking in his mind was one thing, but what he said was much more cowardly: "Yan Yan, uncle's house has nothing, so you should leave some money for uncle to buy food."
"Stop lying to me." Yan Yan pouted, "Grandma said that you and your eldest aunt hid a lot of private money. That money will be enough for you to live for a long time. Return the money to me quickly, or God will strike you with thunder.
Got it!"
Zhang Youcai felt miserable. He had hid some money before, but in the past two years of drought, my mother was stingy and refused to let her eat more, so he and his wife secretly took all the money to eat in restaurants.
At this moment, my pocket is really white, so how can I have any private money?
This money was spent... He had no shame to open his mouth and said it, so he could only hand over the two hidden pieces of silver with tears in his eyes.
As for how to live in the future, just leave it to fate.
After getting the last two pieces of silver, Yan Yan counted it carefully again, and after confirming that it was correct, handed the box to Mrs. Shu, "Grandma, help Yan Yan hold it. Yan Yan is too small, and bad guys will snatch it.
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"Okay, grandma will help you put it away first." Mrs. Shu held the box in one hand and held her little hand in the other. "Yan Bao, do you know where your grandmother's cemetery is? Grandma wants to pay her respects.