The big guy who wears fast always supports me

Chapter 633 A Peasant Girl Who Doesn’t Want to Be the Number One Scholar Is Not a Good Princess (2)

Even if they are twins with different genders, if you show them to people who are not familiar with them, you may not be able to tell who is who!

"What can we do! Uncle and uncle have been persecuting us, and when they know that Qing Zhai is gone, they won't let us go... Zhao Jin, what should we do..."

"Mother, there is only one way." Tongsu said suddenly, her face was condensed, she looked at the weak woman, and said word by word, "You tell them that the one who died was your daughter Xia Chaojin. The one who is alive is me, I It's Xia Qingzhai!"

Mother Xia was stunned.

The quilt is as thin as paper, and the window is dimly lit. It's not dawn, but heavy snowfall. The night will be over, and the lonely village will be shrouded in a cold color.

In the snow, there are footsteps coming in a hurry.

"Hurry up! Xia Qingzhai was so sick that he coughed up blood last night. The old Liu from the village has studied as a doctor for a few days and said that Xia Qingzhai can't survive this morning anymore."

"Brother, that's called Hujue, right?"

"Yes! There are only two daughters left in his family. Can the wealth be given to women? Isn't that someone with a different surname! Xia He is gone, but his brothers, that is, us are still there!"

"Go and call the people in the village and be a witness."

The ones who spoke were two tall and thick men, and they hurried to a dilapidated old earthen house in the middle of the village with their sons.

"My son...you wake up...my son..."

Their eyes lit up, they hurriedly opened the door, pretended to be mourning, and asked anxiously, "Sister-in-law/sister-in-law, what's wrong?"

The room was cold, and on the bed lay a twelve or thirteen-year-old child, with his eyes closed, still dead.

That is Xia Qingzhai, is he really dead?
Sitting beside the bed was his younger sister Xia Chaojin, who was almost identical in appearance, holding his hand, shedding tears silently with her head down, her face pale as paper.

And Mother Xia lay beside the bed, crying hoarsely.

Pushing open the door, the crying came out, and soon, the villagers of Xiajia Village came in sevens and eights, regardless of the cold weather, inside and outside the house, persuading Xia's mother to mourn.

"I have to take care of the child's funeral, hey."

"Everyone in the village will help. Our village was bullied all the time. It was Xia He who became an official, and other villages stopped robbing us. Mrs. Xia, you and your child are left behind by him. We will take care of you."

"Yes, don't forget, there are also Xia He's elder brother Xia Wei and younger brother Xia Li! They won't ignore you, will they?"

When the name was mentioned, Uncle Xia and Uncle Xia, who were entertaining the villagers, coughed hurriedly and said to Mother Xia, "Yes, brothers and sisters, our two families will take care of you."

"It's just that Qingzhai is gone now. According to the law, the assets of extinct families must be confiscated. Why don't you entrust the things to us, and when the girl grows up and wants to get married, we will take it out again and give it to you." She's a dowry."

What the two said was convincing, but the surrounding villagers were familiar with their greedy nature, and disbelief flashed in their eyes.

Entrusted?I'm afraid it's going to be robbed directly!
When the Xia family's girl grows up, will she take it out as a dowry?joke!Where can I take it out by then!

Uncle Xia and Uncle Xia have filled their family with males again this year, and they are not less proud to ridicule Xia He to the outside world because he has only one son, and the number of people is not prosperous.

If you have a son, you will have to start a family and start a house for him in the future. There are plenty of places to spend money. Xia He's assets have long been spent, so how can I give him a dowry for the girl of the Xia family!

　[one more]

　　
　
(End of this chapter)