The best are seeking death every day, and the big guys are killing each other indiscriminately.

After getting no response for a long time, the village chief looked at this, then that, and finally sighed: "Are you two sure you want to separate Wen Laoer's family? Don't you regret it?"

"No regrets."

Then he looked at the couple: "Are you sure you don't want to beg? Are you going to be separated like this?"

Father Wen and Mother Wen gritted their teeth and nodded: "OK."

"Oh well.

"Wait, wait a minute." Just when the village chief gave up persuading, a timid voice appeared in the main room.

His stupid parents only wanted to be liberated by dividing the family, but they had no idea what the consequences of the current situation would be.

The ancients valued reputation, so let him add fuel to the fire.

"Shao'er, you're awake!" Mother Wen hugged him with excitement. Her rough hands wanted to touch the big bump on his head, but she couldn't do it. Her eye circles were red, but the look in her eyes was even worse. Resolute.

"Mom," Wen Shao grabbed her hand and said timidly, "Are we going to separate?"

Mother Wen nodded with tears in her eyes.

Wen Shao asked somewhat innocently: "Why? Is it because Sister Fubao pushed me down the mountain?"

To be honest, Wen Shao's body is already twelve years old. Children from so-called poor families have already become masters, and the ancients were especially precocious. At this age, he is no longer suitable for pretending to be innocent.

But the age is not suitable, the appearance is suitable.

Although he is two years older than the heroine Fu Bao, he is half a head shorter than her and looks dry. It is not an exaggeration to say that Fu Bao is two years older than him.

As soon as his words came out, the expressions of everyone present, including those listening in the corner outside, changed.

Mother Wen grabbed his shoulders: "Shao'er, are what you said true?"

Father Wen also immediately looked at Fu Bao sitting next to Grandma Wen with angry eyes.

How could he be so vicious at such a young age?

"What are you doing? What do you want to do?" Grandma Wen stared at them fiercely and protected Fu Bao tightly. "What are you talking about, Mr. Shao?"

In Grandma Wen's eyes, Wen Shao flinched: "Grandma, don't hit me. From now on, all my food will be given to Sister Fubao, so don't hit me!"

"Mom, can we not separate our families? My mother said that we have to risk our lives to be kind to sister Fubao. Even if she pushes me, it doesn't matter." Wen Shao touched the swollen bump on the back of his head, with tears in his eyes, "I Isn’t he dead?”

"Shao'er, my Shao'er!" Mother Wen couldn't help but cry out in pain. She was a good child, but she was knocked stupid, and she was willing to let them bully her.

No, absolutely not!

"Shao'er, you!" Father Wen came over and looked at him, "How can you think like this? How can Fu Bao be worth your life to protect!"

"How come it's not worth it!" Grandma Wen's head got hot and she answered directly. Fubao was the future queen, and her life was more important than the lives of all the children in the family.

Grandma Wen wanted to tell the truth, but she couldn't hold it in until her face turned red.

But she had confirmed what Wen Shao had just said. The village chief looked at her in disbelief. Wen's father, Wen's mother, and even Dafang and his wife looked at her complainingly. The villagers who were eavesdropping outside the yard opened their eyes wide.

Even Grandpa Wen gave her a reproachful look. It's not that he thinks what his wife said was wrong, but that he shouldn't have said it in public. What would others think of them if they heard it?

Father Wen was shocked and angry.

Which child is not the cherished child of his parents? Why should the fourth brother's daughter belittle his son?

When he was a child, he was raped by his fourth brother, and when he grew up, his son was raped by his fourth brother's daughter. This was the result of his tolerance! This is the reward he gets for working like a cow in this family!

"We must separate our families today. I can't stay in this family any longer!" Father Wen's eyes flashed with tears. "My parents have not liked me since I was a child, and they don't like my children now. I have nothing to say." .”

"But you absolutely shouldn't, why do you allow Fu Bao to treat our children like this?"

"Shao'er and Daya haven't had enough to eat since they were little. Do you see how thin they have become? Now you want to hire a wife for Fu Bao. Isn't this going to cost us our lives!"

There were a lot of discussions outside the yard. In front of the gossip, my mind was running fast, and I finally understood the whole thing.

"It turns out it's been a long-standing grudge."

"I understand, I understand. If we don't separate the families, all the bones of Mr. Wen's family will be chewed clean."

"Look at how thin Mr. Shao is, and how thin Wen is. She is a good girl, but she has become like this. How can she be allowed to marry her in the future?"

Most families will not let their girls do too many menial jobs before getting married, so as not to delay their future marriage, which is a matter of a woman's entire life.

"Look at Fu Bao's appearance, tsk tsk, she's so well-raised. Could it be that the Wen family plans to marry her to the city?"

"It's true that Mr. Wen and his wife are so nice to a girl."

"Please, madam, all the boys and girls in the family don't study, so they only think about Fu Bao?"

"If you want me, I will also separate the family."

"Yeah, who can stay in this man-eating devil's cave?"

Everyone was talking to each other, and their voices gradually became louder. They could hear the conversations that took place in the Wen family here, and the current Wen family could also hear their upright "whispers."

Grandpa Wen and Grandma Wen's faces turned red with anger.

Village chief: "This..."

Now the thought of making peace was completely gone.

Discord between children is mostly due to the immorality of the old man. Not that he said that Old Man Wen and his wife were too immoral.

"If you divide it, divide it." Grandma Wen grabbed Fu Bao's hand and said angrily, "Don't regret it in the future!"

Wen Shao didn't stop him at this time. Anyway, his goal had been achieved, and there was no point in continuing to argue.

"It's all gone, it's all gone." When it came time to count the family's wealth, the village chief ran outside and dispersed the crowd. It was one thing to watch the excitement, but it was another thing to peek into other people's homes.

Everyone was satisfied and dispersed with interest.

Everyone in this remote village is poor. The Wen family only has a limited amount of money. They can't divide much between the two houses. They only have one hen, one hundred kilograms of coarse and fine grains, three taels of silver, and two acres of land.

That's all. In addition, they also agreed on monthly filial piety food and that the family could no longer live in the old house.

When Fu Bao saw them taking things out, she immediately lost her temper. In her eyes, everything in the house belonged to her. What was the difference between dividing the family and robbing her things?

Grandpa Wen and Grandma Wen couldn't bear to scold her, so they tried to persuade her to stop. The village chief also looked at this spoiled girl of the Wen family with admiration and shook his head repeatedly.

Wen's father and Wen's mother have no objections to moving out. If they live together after they separate, there is no difference between them and if they don't separate.

Taking their belongings with them, they went to the thatched house at the end of the village overnight. Although it was dilapidated, it was barely habitable. After some repairs, it would become a warm home.

Of course, the premise is that it doesn't rain too much before it's repaired, as the roof of the thatched house won't be able to withstand it.