After a tragic death, the vicious sister returns to the farmyard

"I don't care if what you say is true or false, but if you want to defraud my father into getting money, I tell you, it's absolutely impossible!"

"Also, you'd better not let me find out that you are my father's illegitimate daughter."

When Qin Maixin heard this, she really wanted to scratch her. If Di Xiong hadn't been so kind to her, who would have wanted to be here with you, a stubborn delusional patient like you.

She admired Di Chengjie's business skills, but she really didn't like Di Chengjie's temperament.

"Then just tell me. Do you agree?"

Di Chengjie took a deep look at Qin Maixin and said nothing, but Qin Maixin saw from his eyes that he had agreed. After all, the benefits to him outweighed the disadvantages. He had the brains and had no reason to refuse.

They said they were going out to play, but Qin Maixin actually walked around the street twice and went to the restaurant that competed with Di Xiong for business. He went in for a meal and inquired about the situation and the reputation of the customers.

Back at the inn, when Qin Maixin saw Di Xiong, she praised Di Chengjie in front of Di Xiong, saying how good brother Jie was, and why her adoptive mother was ill. It felt so good that Di Xiong also had some concerns in his heart, and said in a big voice, "Mai'er, when the matter of your land is settled tomorrow, your adoptive father will take you back to see your adoptive mother."

Qin Maixin was reassured and raised an eyebrow at Di Chengjie. Di Chengjie just glanced at her without making any comments.

The two of them just looked at each other and hated each other.

That night, before going to bed, Qin Maixin wrote down the elements for opening a regular buffet. She also highlighted the high profile and special dishes, and formulated a detailed plan to produce and serve the dishes with an appropriate number of dishes.

Of course, structural balance is also very important, and the composition of costs must also be grasped.

After finishing writing, it was already late at night, and she deliberately drew a few ugly paintings, waiting to send them home early tomorrow morning to tell her family that she had arrived safely.

The next day, Qin Maixin got up and sat down to have breakfast with Di Xiong and Di Chengjie. Di Xiong asked Qin Maixin to go out with him with the land deed.

When Di Chengjie saw that they were going out, he also went with them.

The three of them arrived at the Yamen in Qingcheng. I heard from Di Xiong that someone was interested in the piece of land that Qin Maixin bought. When they learned that it had been bought, they gave the Yamen master a large sum of money. The county magistrate actually forged a fake land deed, found a land seller, and asked the land seller to sell it again. The money was naturally paid, so the land that belonged to Qin Maixin was bought and sold for the second time. Gave it to someone else.

If Di Xiong hadn't accidentally learned that someone was starting work on the land Qin Maixin bought and planned to build a house, he wouldn't have known about it, and he would have sent letters to Qin Mai all night long. The heart brings the title deed.

Can the land deed be forged?

Are you smart enough to ask the person who sold the land to sell it again?

Qin Maixin really didn't know how the Qingcheng county magistrate got into this position. It was terrible to have no common sense, but the problem was that his lack of common sense harmed her interests.

The three of them arrived at the gate of the county government office. Di Xiong had been beating drums there for a long time, but no one came out. Finally, a government servant came out. When he saw it was Di Xiong, he actually closed the door with a bang.

Di Xiong was also very angry. He picked up the drumstick and banged it against the drummer who was playing the drum to complain about injustice.

The people in the nearby streets came over curiously.

At this moment, the county magistrate who was hiding inside couldn't hold back anymore, and finally asked someone to open the door.

"Who is playing the drums? Please tell me your name?" The county magistrate was a middle-aged man with a full belly. He was still yawning when he walked out.

"I am Di Xiong, the adoptive father of the owner of the land in the west of the city."

"Oh, it's you." The county magistrate obviously knew Di Xiong. That's why, when Di Xiong rushed to the land in the west of the city to stop others from starting work, he got the news and sent someone to inquire about Di Xiong's situation.

Knowing that he is just a businessman who does business everywhere, naturally he does not take him seriously. This world has been dominated by scholars, farmers, industry and commerce since ancient times. No matter how rich the businessman is, his status is inferior to others, so those who should break ground should continue to break ground. Those who build houses still build houses.

"As far as I know, that piece of land was sold to Weide by Lin Dazhuang, and I also stamped it with the official seal." After saying that, he suddenly picked up the gavel placed in front of the table and took a look. With his fat face trembling and his eyes widening, he said, "Did you know that playing the drums randomly can land you in jail?"

"Sir, I also have a land deed here. It was signed some time before the land deed was signed, and it was also stamped with the official seal by your Excellency." Di Xiong said to the county magistrate without giving up.

"What land deed? Is there two land deeds for a piece of land in this world? Yours is obviously a forgery! If you disturb the court again, I will put you in jail immediately!"

The people who were listening to the case at the back were all whispering. After all, no one knew who was right and who was wrong in this matter.

Qin Maixin was really surprised when he heard this.

I want to applaud, but what kind of person is this? He didn't bring it upon himself, and he blamed others for the disgusting things he did.

A sixth-grade Sesame Officer needs to be very talented!

"Father, can I find someone to prove the authenticity of the land deed?" Qin Maixin's innocent voice sounded in the yamen.

When Di Xiong heard this, he had a flash of inspiration and said with a smile, "Of course it's possible, otherwise wouldn't the world be full of forged fakes and it would be a mess?"

"Then foster father, let's find someone to take a look."

"I haven't spoken yet. Who allowed you to talk privately here? Come on, these people ignored the laws and regulations of the court and were immediately thrown into prison by me!" The county magistrate felt something was wrong when he heard that. He said it was a forgery. , it must not be able to withstand the verification, and as soon as his mind turned around, he gave the order to the Yamen servant next to him with a slap in the face.

Qin Maixin didn't expect that the county magistrate would put them in jail without saying a word and made a lame excuse.

She pulled Di Xiong with some worry. She was not a second-generation official now. Since ancient times, people have not fought against officials. If she was really locked up, there was no telling what would happen.

How could the current county magistrate of Qingcheng be such an unreasonable person?

"Sir, we did not make any mistake. We are just looking for you to seek justice. This is for no reason. You have no reason to imprison us?" Di Xiong shook off the government servant who wanted to take him down and said to the county magistrate.

Foster father, why are you still trying to reason with this fat pig now?

"Come here, this man dares to attack an official, pull him down and beat him up!" The county magistrate saw that Di Xiong still refused to give in, but the people outside had already begun to point fingers, and he knocked hard again.

A gavel.