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

Zhou Huaihua was scolded so much that she dared not say a word. After a long while, she managed to utter a word, pointing at Jiang Muxia and aggrievedly saying, "It's really not me who caused the trouble, it's her. She was beating the gong and singing songs at my doorstep early in the morning, scolding me. You have to take care of me."

The village chief then noticed Jiang Muxia standing on the other side of the crowd. He looked her up and down and said in a gentle voice, "You are Muxia, the eldest daughter of the third family. I heard that you are engaged to the county's decision maker. After all, you are a member of the Jiang family of Xigang Village. Come back to the village more often in the future."

"Uncle, my family has been kicked out of the family tree. We are no longer part of the Jiang family in Xigang Village." Jiang Muxia said.

The village chief coughed lightly and said awkwardly: "Once you are, you will be forever. I will decide and you can move back."

"No need, let's deal with the current problem! Zhou Huaihua was disrespectful to her mother-in-law and instigated her father-in-law to beat her. I wonder if the village chief will do anything about it?" She didn't have the leisure to chat with him. She had to solve the problem as soon as possible and rush home for lunch.

"This... this is your family affair, it's not my place to get involved! Besides, your grandma didn't say anything, so it's inappropriate for me to get involved."

"It's easy. Just ask my grandmother out and we'll know the answer. Fukuko." She gave Fukuko a look. Fukuko, who was guarding the door, strode into the courtyard. The door of the east wing slammed shut the moment he came in. He grinned and snorted, "What a bunch of cowards! They're despised by everyone."

Fuzi came to the kitchen and saw Qi sitting in front of the stove crying secretly. He sighed.

"Grandma Jiang, Sister Jiang asked you to go out and explain it to the village chief so that she can make the decision for you."

Qi quickly pulled up her sleeves to wipe away her tears and forced a smile, "Good child, there's no need. I'm fine."

Fuzi was also angry when she saw her trying to keep things quiet. She thought to herself that it was no wonder that she was bullied. She was too weak. If she had half the courage of Sister Jiang, she would not have lived such a miserable life.

Fuzi reached out and pulled her, "Grandma Jiang, if you don't go out, Sister Jiang will scold me."

"You are not allowed to go out." A scolding came from the door, and Jiang Lingye walked over with a dark face, "You are so slow even when cooking, what else can you do!"

Fuzi's eyes lit up. What a good opportunity. Such a villain should be exposed in front of people. "If you don't let grandma go, then you go first!"

Jiang Lingye glared at him and asked angrily, "Who are you? Why did you come to my house?"

Fuzi held up his arm, making him unable to move, and dragged him out. Fuzi firmly believed that as long as he took Jiang Lingye away, Qi would naturally follow.

Sure enough, Jiang Lingye was hurt so much that he had to follow him. Seeing this, Qi had no choice but to follow him and walk out of the yard.

Jiang Muxia passed by Jiang Lingye, walked up to Qi, held her hand, and asked about her well-being.

Qi was too thin. Her hands felt rough and scratchy. There was only a layer of rough flesh covering the bones, like a skeleton.

"What are you doing, you little bitch?" Jiang Lingye cursed at her with a dark face and a low voice.

Jiang Muxia didn't even look at him, but looked at the village chief and said, "Village chief, everyone is here, you can ask now."

The village chief's face turned red. How could he ask such a question? He hesitated for a long time but couldn't ask a single word.

Jiang Muxia was impatient and said directly: "Grandma, when I ask you questions, you just need to nod and shake your head. Your granddaughter will make the decision for you, and no one can bully you."

Qi glanced at Jiang Lingye and saw him glaring at her. She was frightened and said immediately, "How about we go home and talk about it? There are so many people here. It would be embarrassing for everyone to laugh at us."

Jiang Muxia said angrily: "They are not afraid of being laughed at by others when they beat you, so what are you afraid of as a victim?"

Jiang Muxia glared at Jiang Lingye, "Mr. Jiang, are you afraid or are you afraid? You treated your wife so coldly in front of so many people. Tell us what you did behind her back."

She pulled Qi and rolled up her arms. Both arms were covered with new wounds and old ones, and were covered with spots, making people dare not look directly at them.

The villagers gasped in shock. They didn't expect that Jiang Lingye, who was so honest outside, could be so cruel to his own wife. It really shows that one should not judge a person by his appearance.

Jiang Muxia helped her put away her sleeves and said loudly, "I am also a witness. When I was at home, I often heard Mr. Jiang taking out his anger on grandma. I was still young at that time and didn't dare to stand up for her. Now that I have grown up, I can no longer tolerate such a person who treats the simple-minded grandma as a non-human. And Zhou Huaihua, who bullies the weak, is not worthy of being a human being."

"I can confirm that what Mu Xia said is true. Our two families are neighbors, and I often hear my second uncle beating my second aunt." Aunt Chun stepped forward in time to testify for her.

"But even if it's true, what can we do? At most we can persuade your grandfather, but it won't help!" said the village chief, frowning.

Jiang Muxia walked to the middle of the crowd again and loudly stated her purpose, "I want to take grandma away. If Mr. Jiang agrees to a divorce, we can accept it."

There was an uproar at the scene. Although it was wrong for Jiang Lingye to hit someone, how could a granddaughter stand up for her grandparents to get a divorce? This was probably the first time in the Dawu Dynasty!

Qi suddenly looked up at her, her eyes full of shock.

"Nonsense, how could a girl like you say divorce?" the village chief scolded her.

Qi recovered from her shock and persuaded her in a miserable voice, "Muxia, I'm fine. This is my home. I won't leave."

Jiang Lingye looked at them with disdain and thought to himself, see, I can't even drive them away, and you still want to divorce, who gave you the guts?

Jiang Lingye said proudly: "Divorce is impossible unless you are divorced."

"Hurt? What gives you the right? Because you like to hit people, or because grandma has done anything to damage the family's reputation. You have such a big face." Jiang Muxia looked at him like a clown. Now his old face had been thrown thousands of miles away, but he still said such shameless words with a flattering face.

Jiang Lingye stared at Qi with a pair of cold eyes, as if to say, "If you dare to mention divorce, I will beat you to death."

Qi pulled Jiang Muxia, her eyes full of sadness, and tried hard to persuade her not to make trouble anymore.

"Grandma, do you want to stay in this house and let them beat you to death? Don't forget that you still have two sons who pray for your longevity every day so that they can be filial to you! Is it worth it for you to stay with this family who treats you like a human being?"

Qi felt sad and her eyes turned red. She slowly loosened her hands on Jiang Muxia, lowered her head and said nothing.

"Aunt, listen to Mu Xia and go with her! This family is in a mess, what is there to be nostalgic about? Let's go!" Aunt Chun and Aunt Jun came out to persuade her.

Jiang Lingye and Zhou Huaihua curled their lips and looked at Qi coldly. They were very confident that Qi would not dare to leave this home.

Unexpectedly, Qi tugged at the corner of Jiang Muxia's clothes and asked timidly in a low voice: "I'll go with you, can we not get divorced?"

Jiang Muxia achieved her goal. As long as they arrived in the county, she would not let Qi return to Xigang Village, which was almost the same as a divorce.

She nodded and agreed.

However, Jiang Lingye was unwilling to do so. "No, if you dare to leave, I will write you a letter of divorce."

The villagers started whispering again. In the past few decades, there was only one precedent in Xigang Village: Jiang Hongbin at the east end of the village divorced his wife. Could it be that Jiang Lingye wanted to be the second person to divorce his wife?

You are so old, and yet you still cause such a thing. Don’t you care about the reputation of your children and grandchildren?

Jiang Muxia sneered. Jiang Lingye, who always played nice in front of outsiders, was desperate today?

"Writing a divorce letter is impossible. You are not worthy of it. Why don't we report it to the police?"