Even if they are twins with different genders, if you let unfamiliar people look at them, they may not be able to tell who is who!
"What can we do! My uncle and brother-in-law have been forcing me. When they know that Qingzhai is gone, they will not let us go... Chaojin, what can we do..."
"Mom, there is only one way." Tong Su suddenly spoke. She looked at the weak woman with a cold face and said word by word, "Tell them that the one who died is your daughter Xia Chaojin. And the one who is alive is me. I It’s Xia Qingzhai!”
Xia Mu was stunned.
The quilt was as thin as paper, and there was a faint light outside the window. It was not that it was already dawn, but that heavy snow was falling, and the night was about to end, and the lonely village was shrouded in a cold color.
There were hurried footsteps coming in the snow.
"Hurry up! Xia Qingzhai was so sick that he coughed up blood last night. The village leader, Liu, who had been a doctor for a few days, said that Xia Qingzhai would not be able to survive this morning."
"Brother, that's called Hu Jue, right?"
"Yes! There are only two women left in his family. Can he give his wealth to a woman? That means she has a foreign surname! Xia He is gone, but his brother, that is, we are still there!"
"Go and call the villagers and be witnesses too."
The speakers were two thick-set men. They took their sons and hurried to a dilapidated old earthen house in the center of the village. Before they even entered, they heard bursts of shrill cries coming from inside.
"My son... wake up... my son..."
Several people's eyes lit up, they hurriedly opened the door, pretended to be mourning, and asked urgently: "Brother-in-law/sister-in-law, what's going on?"
The room was cold, and a child of twelve or thirteen years old lay on the bed, his eyes closed tightly, still dead.
That's Xia Qingzhai, is he really dead
Sitting beside the bed was his sister Xia Chaojin, who looked almost the same as him, holding his hand, her head lowered and shedding silent tears, her face as pale as paper.
And Xia's mother was lying next to the bed, crying till she was hoarse.
As soon as the door was opened, the sound of crying could be heard. Soon, villagers from Xiajia Village came in droves, regardless of the cold weather and freezing weather, and went inside and outside to persuade Xia's mother to mourn.
"You have to take care of your child's funeral, hey."
"Everyone in the village will help. Our village was bullied back then. It was Xia He who became an official, so other villages stopped coming to rob us. Madam Xia family, you and your children were left by him. We We will all take care of you.”
"Yes, don't forget, there are also Xia He's brother Xia Wei and brother Xia Li! They won't ignore you, right?"
When their names were mentioned, Uncle Xia and Uncle Xia, who were entertaining the villagers as if they were hosts, coughed and said to Xia's mother: "Yes, brother and sister, our two families will take care of you."
"It's just that Qingzhai is gone now. According to the law, the assets of the destitute family must be confiscated. How about you entrust us with the things? When the girl grows up and gets married, we will take them out and give them to you." She is a dowry.”
What the two said was true, but the surrounding villagers were well aware of their greedy nature, and disbelief flashed in their eyes.
Entrusted to take care of it? I'm afraid it's going to be a direct robbery!
When the girl from the Xia family grows up, will she be given as a dowry? joke! Where can I take it out then
Uncle Xia and Uncle Xia had another boy in their family this year, and they were very proud of themselves and ridiculed Xia He for having only one son.
If you have a son, you will have to start a family and build a house for him in the future. There will be plenty of places to spend money. Xia He's assets have been spent long ago. How can he still give a dowry to the Xia family girl!