The black-bellied peasant girl is reborn, and her weird relatives are mad

Qi only felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, his eyes went dark, and then he lost consciousness.

Jiang Lingye watched her fall to the ground with cold eyes, a trace of disgust flashed across his eyes. He glared at her and stood there without moving.

Jiang Yuzhou ran over, picked up Qi, and called her repeatedly.

Her daughter was her dearest granddaughter, so she naturally couldn't accept the fact that she had killed someone.

Qi was unconscious, so Jiang Yuzhou had to carry her into the house, and Aunt Chun followed her anxiously to look after her.

"Mother, mother..." Lu Chaoyun followed him into the house. She was still thinking about asking Qi for money to bribe the officials and clear her daughter's name.

She just couldn't believe that her daughter would kill someone.

Every day her daughter is in jail, her heart aches.

She begged Tang Zhongbai and Xu Da, but they refused to help and only left her with one sentence, "We will not stand up for a murderer."

Her daughter was framed and turned into a murderer just because she helped someone out?

She was angry at her daughter for causing trouble, but at the same time she felt sorry for her daughter who was locked up in prison.

Outside the door, Zhou Huaihua was still begging Tang Zhongbai.

"Please help me, we have really split up, we are not a family anymore. You can just look for the third brother's family."

"We would not believe you just because you said so. The division of the family property requires documents from the village and the county. You can't produce anything, so how can I believe you?" Tang Zhongbai waved his hand with a gloomy face, "Tang Si, seal the door of their house and take all the people of the Jiang family to the county jail to wait for their fate."

"No, no." Jiang Lingye hurriedly stepped forward to stop him and stuffed a silver ingot into Tang Zhongbai's hand.

"Please help me, what should we do to get out of this matter?"

Tang Zhongbai's eyes were dark and unclear. He took the silver and put it into his sleeve pocket. He said coldly: "It's easy. Go to the village and find someone to write a document to separate Jiang Yuzhou's family. Find the head of the village to sign it, and then go to the county to separate the household registration."

After hesitating, Jiang Lingye said cautiously, "The previous things are easy to say, but at this moment, I'm afraid it will be difficult to divide the household registration in the county, right?"

Tang Zhongbai glared at him and said, "I'm here, what are you afraid of? So, go write the document first and have the head of the village sign it. Bring the document to me and I'll take care of it."

Jiang Lingye was overjoyed. "Gentlemen, please come in and sit down. Wait a moment, I'll be back soon."

Jiang Lingye had already planned to sever ties with his third son, so he wrote some paperwork and removed the family of five from the family tree.

He turned around and told Zhou Huaihua to add more charcoal to the stove, boil some tea, and entertain them well.

From beginning to end, he never even glanced at Jiang Yuzhou, nor did he ask him a single question about the division of the family property.

At this moment, he just wanted to throw the third son's family out as soon as possible, and wished he had never given birth to this son.

Jiang Yuzhou saw all this, and his heart was bleeding. He truly felt the indifference of being abandoned without caring, and it chilled his heart.

Lu Chaoyun's eyes were red, his voice was hoarse, and he cursed: "Jiang Yuzhou, why are you still standing there? Your father threw us all out to save himself. Why don't you follow him and see if he will sell you out?"

Jiang Yuzhou lowered his head, his heart chilled. He stammered, "I won't go. I'll just throw it away. I don't want such an inhuman relative. No matter what happens in the future, you mothers don't have to be afraid as long as I'm here."

Lu Chaoyun burst into tears. She knew that if no one stood up for her daughter, she would be doomed.

That whole family will be in prison for at least ten years, and when they come out, they will have nothing.

Tang Zhongbai sat in front of the stove, took a sip of wine, and spit it out, "Pah, it's so hard to drink. Aunt Jiang, your family is really impressive!"

Lu Chaoyun's eyes were filled with poison. He glared at him fiercely and said word by word, "I thought you were a good person, but I didn't expect that you were the first to take advantage of me. You are such a mean person."

Tang Zhongbai curled his lips and raised his eyebrows, not caring about her insults.

Zhou Huaihua greeted the official with a face full of enthusiasm, while glancing at Lu Chaoyun with contempt, and said sarcastically: "Third sister-in-law, oh, that's not right, we have separated, and we are not a family anymore. I should call you the Yuzhou family, you are really capable. First, there was Jiang Hongxing who sold herself in a brothel, but she didn't say anything, anyway, she was not a member of the Jiang family. Your stinky girl is even more powerful, she killed fifteen people at once, how could you be so useless and raise such a vicious bitch."

Tang Zhongbai frowned, glanced at her, and a hint of murderous intent flashed across his eyes.

"Bullshit, my daughter didn't kill anyone, and you are not qualified to judge her, you bitch." Lu Chaoyun cursed back.

Aunt Chun came out from the inner room and grabbed Lu Chaoyun.

"Stop arguing, Yangyang's mother, your mother-in-law wants you to come in. She has something to tell you."

Lu Chaoyun glared at Zhou Huaihua fiercely, then turned and went into the inner room.

Qi leaned against the pillow with a pale face. Seeing her come in, she asked hurriedly, "I don't believe she would kill someone. She is such a good child. She wouldn't even hurt small animals, so how could she kill someone? Tell me how she got back?"

Lu Chaoyun knelt down, hugged Qi's arm and cried, "Mom, Mu Xia was framed by someone. She couldn't have killed anyone. Give me some money, and I'll find someone to help save her life."

"God is so blind! How could a good granddaughter like me encounter such a disaster?" Qi beat her chest and cried out in pain.

Aunt Chun's eyes also moistened as she advised, "I would say you guys shouldn't worry. Mu Xia is a lucky kid, and maybe things will turn around."

"What are they doing here?" Qi pointed outside and asked puzzledly.

Lu Chaoyun briefly stated their intentions and told Qi that Jiang Lingye had decided to separate their family.

Qi's face turned even paler. "Don't blame him, Third Daughter-in-law. He just wants to keep this family. Don't worry, you can come back after the storm has passed."

She had no choice but to feel heartbroken.

Her status in this family is even lower than Zhou Huaihua's.

Qi took out a small cloth bag from under the pillow and stuffed it into Lu Chaoyun's hand.

"Third daughter-in-law, please keep this money first. Even if..., life still needs to go on, you can use this money to find a place to settle down..." After Qi finished speaking, tears flowed down her face.

As a village woman, she had no choice but to accept her fate.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law hugged each other and cried bitterly.

Lu Chaoyun wiped away her tears, straightened her clothes, and said, "Mom, I'm going to the county to find my nephew. I just don't believe it, and there's no place to reason."

Qi's eyes lit up, "Yes, how could we have forgotten about him. Let Yuzhou go with you."

Qi stood up. Her granddaughter was still in prison and she couldn't lie down on the bed.

Lu Chaoyun called Jiang Yuzhou and wanted to go to the county. Jiang Yuzhou gave Tang Zhongbai a look and hurried away with Lu Chaoyun.

At the gate of the Jiang family, those who had received the letter and were on good terms with the third son of the Jiang family and Jiang Muxia, when they saw Jiang Yuzhou and his wife coming out, they all surrounded them and asked them with concern.

Jiang Yuzhou glanced towards the east end of the village and saw from afar Jiang Lingye with a happy look on his face, walking towards the west of the village with a roll of paper in his hand.