Divorced by her husband's family and rejected by her own! She defiantly turned her life around

The villagers of Liujia Village picked red berries and took them to Liu Dawang's house to sell, but he refused to buy them. They questioned why he wouldn't buy from them but would buy from other families.

Liu Siyue told them that the business and the money were theirs, and they could take it or not as they pleased; it had nothing to do with them.

The villagers were furious and went to the old clan chief, who told them that it was their own business and he couldn't interfere.

When the clan chief refused to intervene, the villagers went to the new village chief, Liu Jinsheng, pleading, "Jinsheng, you're the new village chief we elected, you have to stand up for us!"

Liu Dawang's family only accepts red fruit from the clan chief, the Youtian family, and his wife's family. They would rather accept people from other villages than people from their own village. Isn't that turning their backs on outsiders? Are the villagers of Liujia Village not as good as outsiders?

We're all from the same village. Why should we let people from other villages make money instead of keeping it for our own village? Tell me, what kind of logic is that?

"Fellow villagers, please be quiet. I understand how you feel, but you've come to the wrong place. Even if I were the village chief, I wouldn't be able to control so many things."

Think about it, why does Da Wang's family prefer to take in outsiders rather than help the villagers? If you can understand this, then you can figure out how to do things in the future so that people will willingly help you.

"What did we do? We didn't do anything, so how did we offend them?"

"Village chief, you have to teach us! Our lives are so hard."

Liu Jinsheng looked helpless and tried to persuade everyone to go back. The villagers looked dejected, and some even started gossiping about Chen Jinsheng, saying, "Tell me, what's the point of electing him as our village chief? He doesn't do anything. He's not even as good as Maoquan!"

"That's right. Maoquan would help the villagers no matter what. As soon as we mention it, he'll go find Liu Dawang right away."

"Why don't we go ask Maoquan's family? After all, he's the old village chief, he has a lot of ideas, it's never a bad thing to listen to his opinion."

"You're right, let's go find him now. If he still won't help us, we'll go find the elders of the Liu clan. Liu Dawang is a member of the Liu clan, yet he doesn't care about his clan members. We must have the elders step in and put pressure on his family."

After discussing it, the villagers went directly to Liu Maoquan's house.

The villagers from Liujia Village who had been beaten had almost recovered from their injuries. When the villagers arrived, Liu Maoquan was in the yard stroking the cow's fur.

When Wang saw so many people arrive, each looking defiant and resentful, she blocked them at the door, asking, "What do you all want?"

"Sister-in-law, we've come to discuss something with Brother Maoquan. He's our old village chief, and we only feel at ease if we consult him on some matters."

"He can't handle your affairs. If you have any problems, go find someone who can take charge." Wang was about to forcefully close the door, but the villagers blocked it.

Liu Maoquan heard their conversation clearly, and he was quite happy. Although he was no longer the village chief, the villagers still remembered him and were willing to consult him when they had something to say.

He limped to the door. "Why are you stopping these villagers? They just came to discuss something with me, not to cause trouble. Go do your work, I'll take care of things here!"

Wang glared at him and pulled him aside. "If you dare to agree to anything they say, don't blame me for turning my back on you."

"I know what I'm doing. They're all from the same village. The fact that they came to me shows that they trust me. I can't let things get too tense."

Liu Maoquan didn't let them into the courtyard. He closed the gate and stood outside talking.

"Brother Maoquan, old village chief, you have to help us!"

"Stop arguing, you speak!"

The villager who was singled out explained about Liu Dawang's harvest of hawthorn berries and asked, "Old village chief, what should we do now?"

"They really didn't think things through. We're all from the same village, and there's no deep-seated hatred between us. Why are they arguing over such a small thing? Besides, no one did anything wrong, and those who did have been punished. Why can't they let it go?"

Liu Maoquan said "Okay," and added, "Everyone, go back first. Let me think about this."

"Brother, you'd better hurry up and come up with something, or our fruit will rot before you figure it out."

Liu Maoquan nodded and waved for them to go back. He then pushed open the door and went into the courtyard. Wang Shi, who was in the courtyard, also heard their conversation. "Husband, you must not get involved in this matter. It's not something we can handle. Even the clan leader doesn't care. Don't try to be a hero. You're nothing now."

Look, they didn't invite us to harvest the hawthorns or dig for medicinal herbs this April. What does that mean? They don't want anything to do with us. We're still angry, so let's not go looking for trouble.

Even for the sake of the children, you need to shut up for a bit.

"Dawang wasn't like this before, why has he become so petty now? The villagers haven't offended him, so why is he so determined to pick a fight with them?"

"You're right, the villagers didn't offend them, but when their family was suffering, the villagers didn't help them!"

"I want to go and talk to Dawang. The villagers have all brought back their harvest, and we can't just let it go to waste."

"How dare you go to Da Wang? Besides, is this something Da Wang can decide?"

"Hongyu, Hongsheng, your father is having some mental issues right now. Take him back to his room and don't let him come out."

"What are you doing? I just wanted to discuss something with you."

"I know you well enough. Someone gives you a couple of sweet words and you lose all sense of direction."

Remember, you're no longer the village chief. If they have any problems, they should go to the person in charge.

"You don't understand, do you? Even though I'm no longer the village chief, why are the villagers coming to find me?"

Because in their hearts I am still the village chief, and my prestige remains.

"Hongyu, Hongsheng, what are you two standing there for? Drag him inside!"

"Are you two brats trying to rebel? You dare lock up your old man?"

"Mother, is it alright to lock Father up like this?"

"What can we do? Your father hasn't been woken up by the beating yet. He still thinks he's the village chief. If we let him go to your Uncle Dawang this time, our family will completely sever ties with them."

Aunt Feng is back. Mother plans to visit her tomorrow. How did I do? Mother persuaded your father to speak well of them.

"Alright, we'll listen to Mother. We hope Aunt Feng will reconcile with our family for Mother's sake."

When the Hongyu and Hongsheng brothers saw Liu Youtian and the clan chief's family working with Liu Siyue and the others, it would be a lie to say they weren't envious.

When Liu Siyue and her companions went to town to become apprentices, just before lunchtime, two yamen runners on horseback arrived at Liujia Village.

When the villagers saw the yamen runners enter the village, they thought someone had committed another crime. They were all terrified and rushed home to lock their doors. Some of the bolder ones peeked out through the cracks in their doors and over the walls.

The two constables finally spotted a villager returning from the fields carrying a hoe. They quickly stopped him, but the villager, seeing the constables were about to arrest him, dropped the hoe and ran away, crying, "Sirs, I'm a good man! I haven't done anything wrong! Please don't arrest me!"

"If you run again, we'll shoot arrows," the two constables threatened him.

The villagers stood rooted to the spot, their legs trembling uncontrollably, their trousers soaked with sweat.

"How can a grown man be so spineless! We're not arresting you, why are you running away? We just want you to show us the way."

"Take us to your chieftain."

Ah! It wasn't him I was grabbing. My mind and body immediately relaxed, and I felt a surge of energy in my legs.