The peasant girl wants to turn the sky: the black-bellied husband, come to farm

Chapter 213
A group of people cheered and came to Qiao's old home.

Qiao Mai also followed.

Of course, in order to prevent Qiao Changshun from softening his heart, she asked Qiao Changshun to continue sitting in the donkey cart and not to join in the fun.

Qiao Changshun seemed to be sitting in a frying pan at the moment. Although he had broken off his relationship, Mrs. Sun was his mother after all, and now that he was beaten more and more, he was really anxious.

But he has no money and no medical skills, so he can only sit on the donkey cart and worry.

"Out of sight, don't be in a hurry, Dad, you and Da Mi sit in the donkey cart and wait."

After Qiao Mai finished speaking, he followed the crowd to Qiao's house.

Qiao's old home.

It was supposed to be time to go to the field to work, but Qiao Qinghe moved a stool and sat at the door, with his back hunched up straight all the time, his eyes staring blankly at a clod on the ground, his face haggard.

This morning, his most beloved youngest son, Sun Junyan, who was beaten almost unconscious the day before yesterday, actually held a knife around his neck to force him to agree to the ridiculous idea of ​​Mrs. Sun and Qiao Meipan.

She even planned to threaten Tong Sanlang into marrying Tong's family with only a pair of obscene pants.

Really...

Stupid.

Also greedy.

Good son, why is it so crooked?

How did it become so crooked...

I don't understand why Sun Junyan grew up like this. After Sun and Qiao Meipan left, he moved a stool and sat at the door. Qiao Changfu's family went to the ground, and Sun Junyan was lying on the bed in the room.

Maybe it's been a long time, maybe it wasn't long before there was a sound of chaotic footsteps outside the door.

He turned his gaze slowly.

Tong Tiehu walked in the front, and behind Tong Tiehu was Tong Sanlang driving an ox cart.

On the bullock cart, lay two blood-stained figures, one was his daughter-in-law and the other was his youngest daughter.

He was really not surprised at all when he was beaten like this.

He wished that the beating would be more painful, so as to drive away those unrealistic thoughts of Mrs. Sun and Qiao Meipan.

"Qinghe, it just so happens that you are at home." Seeing Qiao Qinghe sitting at the door, Tong Tiehu waved his hand to signal everyone to stop.

"Do you know what happened?" Seeing that Qiao Qinghe didn't look surprised, he asked.

Qiao Qinghe nodded, shame and self-blame appeared on his face, "I know."

"That's the case, then let me talk about the results of the disposal." Tong Tiehu pointed to Sun and Qiao Meipan on the bullock cart, "These two people behaved too badly. Drive them out of Anping Village."

"From now on, there will be no two of them in Anping Village. Oh, by the way, there is also Sun Junyan. This idea was made by Sun Junyan. He is even worse. I will go to the academy later to see what he did Tell the master of the academy."

"If such a person touches a book again, it is a blasphemy against the sages."

As soon as these words came out, Qiao Qinghe's expression froze.

Sun and Qiao Meipan were beaten to death. He was not surprised, but they were expelled from the village...

This treatment is too heavy!

"Village chief, if we drive them out of the village, they will have nowhere to go!" Qiao Qinghe said anxiously.

Other women can rest and go back to their natal family if they make a mistake, but Mrs. Sun's natal family is in Anping Village. If the three of them are kicked out now, then these three people really have nowhere to go.

Although he and Mrs. Sun had no husband and wife relationship these years, Mrs. Sun treated him very well.

And Qiao Meipan and Sun Junyan, after all, are his sons and daughters. If they are really kicked out, then this pair of sons and daughters will be ruined for life.

(End of this chapter)