They've all separated, so what does it matter to me if they get poorer and poorer?

Chapter 348 A concubine gives birth to a child?
Xu Zhichun's head full of question marks turned into a bolt from the blue: "."

What does that mean? What is that thing?

Her dead husband didn't miraculously return, but instead, a concubine's child appeared and came back.
She didn't believe a single word of it!
Qingniang stood up, holding the child's hand. She bowed to Xu Zhichun with a very awkward and humble demeanor, looking as if she had suffered many years of torment under Xu Zhichun's hands.

"My lady, I don't care about anything else, I only beg you to have a kind heart and treat Chang'er well. He is my husband's only bloodline, and he must be well. Otherwise, I will be letting down my husband and the ancestors of the Liang family!"

Xu Zhichun felt nauseous. "Your name is Qingniang, right? My husband has never mentioned you to me. Now that he's gone, I can't trust your words."

Qingniang's frail body swayed, her face filled with shock and disbelief. "What? Madam, you...you don't believe Chang'er is my husband's child? You...you suspect I'm lying!"

"Yes. Words alone are not enough; shouldn't I have my doubts?"

Qingniang suddenly hugged the child tightly and cried sorrowfully.

The child was only a few years old and didn't understand anything, so he immediately started crying too.

Uncle Liang angrily accused, "Xu, you've gone too far! Qingniang went through so much hardship to give birth to Minglang's child, and she went through so much trouble to find him, and this is your attitude? We just questioned Qingniang carefully with the village head, and she can answer all the questions about Minglang. This child looks exactly like Minglang when he was little, there's absolutely no way he's fake! Who wouldn't love their child? If he weren't Minglang's bloodline, why would Qingniang have come to our door?"

"If you refuse to admit it, what are your true intentions?"

Liang Lizheng coughed and said, "Let me interject. You were all asking questions yourselves. I didn't say a word or ask any questions."

Don't try to pin the blame on him with ambiguous statements; he won't take the fall.

Uncle Liang: "."

Is it really necessary to care about such details?

Xu Zhichun sneered: "Everyone in the village knows about my husband's childhood. My uncle and aunt must know it all too well. Not to mention Qingniang, even if Hongniang, Ziniang, or Lüniang came, they would still find out. Am I supposed to accept every woman with a child who comes along? I'm afraid my husband will haunt me even in death."

“I have never seen what my husband looked like when he was a child, and I don’t know. Even if I say that this child doesn’t look like him at all, I have no evidence, right? Similarly, my uncle has no way to prove to me that they are the same child.”

Uncle Liang, enraged and embarrassed, retorted, "What do you mean? Do you suspect we're colluding with Qingniang?"

"Yes! I suspect you're in cahoots."

"What are we doing this for? What good will it do us?!"

"Of course I am! How could Qingniang not be grateful to you? Wouldn't that give you a legitimate reason to interfere in my family's affairs? You might even think that since all my assets will belong to this child in the future, you'll get a share too, right?"

"you shut up!"

“Isn’t that right? My husband has never mentioned this to me. I absolutely do not believe that he would be given a so-called son based on just a few words. This is too ridiculous and too childish. I will never accept this.”

"You really do have ulterior motives, huh!"

"If I really had ulterior motives, I wouldn't have done so much for Mingxuan."

Uncle Liang's eyes lit up—

Xu Zhichun immediately cut him off: "We can't call Mingxuan back for this. I know what you're trying to do. You're not satisfied with pressuring me, you want to pressure Mingxuan too. If Mingxuan raises any doubts, you'll definitely accuse him of being greedy for the money and therefore refusing to acknowledge his deceased brother's bloodline! You just want to ruin Mingxuan's reputation!"

"you--"

Liang, the village head, immediately said, "We can't tell Mingxuan about this. We can't involve him. If we tarnish Mingxuan's reputation, we'll be sinners for the whole village."

Uncle Liang was feeling incredibly frustrated.

Not wanting her child to be overlooked, Zhang said, "Oh, village head, my Mingxiang is also a student of the preliminary examination. He's sure to pass the county-level examination this year and become a high-ranking official in the future, bringing honor to the village!"

Therefore, Liang Mingxuan is completely unimportant. Liang, the village head: "."

What does this mean?

He didn't want to talk, really.

He was thinking, why does someone like Zhang have a mouth? It would be so much better if he didn't.

Xu Zhichun was also disgusted by Zhang Shi. Oh, so because your youngest son can also bring honor to the village, does that mean her Mingxuan's reputation and future are unimportant and can be ruined at will?

Even though she didn't particularly like Liang Mingxiang, she had never said a bad word about him, nor had she ever treated other people's children with indifference. Why should they treat her child like this?

Whose child doesn't have someone to back them up?

Xu Zhichun said coldly, "My aunt reminded me that there are scholars in your family too. It's good that my Mingxuan is alright. If anyone dares to have any wicked intentions to harm my Mingxuan, I will go crazy. When I go crazy, I'm capable of anything!"

Zhang was stunned for a moment. She felt that although Xu Zhichun was talking about Liang Mingxuan, it didn't seem to be anything nice. Unfortunately, she didn't understand at all, so she pretended to be strong and snorted.

Uncle Liang understood and roared angrily, "How dare you!"

"If you do the first day of the month, I dare to do the fifteenth."

"You—village head, listen to what she's saying! She's malicious, she's threatening us!"

Xu Zhichun remained calm and indifferent.

As expected, the village head did not disappoint her.

Liang, the village head, coughed and said slowly, "I've heard everything Madam Xu said. She's protecting Mingxuan, which is good. If someone harms Mingxuan, wouldn't it be good for her to stand up for him? Is that considered having ulterior motives? What nonsense are you spouting?"

"She, she clearly, clearly..."

"Don't try anything funny. We can't let Mingxuan get involved in this."

Uncle Liang had a sudden inspiration and planned to act first and ask for permission later, and go to pick up Liang Mingxuan first thing tomorrow morning. As long as he could force Liang Mingxuan to acknowledge the child, Xu Zhichun's opinion would not matter at all.

Now he doesn't dare to move around recklessly.

I hate it so much that my teeth itch.

Xu Zhichun, that vile woman, Madam Shanci?
What kind of kind and ruthless person is she, Lady Shanci!
Zhang said, "Minglang's flesh and blood, just tell me, do you acknowledge him or not? Anyway, whether you acknowledge him or not, this child is Minglang's bloodline, and we accept him."

"I'll say it again,"

Xu Zhichun stood up. "Without proof, I can't possibly accept it. Otherwise, if some matchmaker comes tomorrow or the day after, or Zi Niang brings her child to my door, or some random person in the village steps forward and says that the child is exactly like Minglang when he was little, wouldn't I have to accept them all?"

"This is impossible!"

"How is it impossible? What makes you think it's impossible? Are you some kind of fortune teller who can make any prediction?"

"Who would be so shameless as to just stand up and say that the child is a carbon copy of Minglang?"

Xu Zhichun immediately laughed, "Auntie, when it comes to profit, there are plenty of shameless people!"

"you--"

Zhang suddenly felt like she had dug her own grave and was then conveniently buried by Xu Zhichun.