The reason why Widow Li reminded Su Qiao before that Dabao's family was either rich or noble and could let Su Qiao live a good life in the future was because she was afraid that Su Qiao would not take him with her.
After all, in this place, it is easy to go out alone, but it is not easy to bring someone with you, as the people in the village will definitely stop you.
At least Wu Dabao's parents would not let them go easily.
Su Qiao already had a hard time taking care of Dabao, who had intellectual disabilities. If she took me along...
I’m afraid they will be even more unable to leave.
Widow Li sighed in her heart, turned around and walked away, and soon returned to her usual self, not at all like the woman with the vicissitudes of life in her eyes just now.
Su Qiao looked at her back thoughtfully.
In fact, she really wanted to help her, but this matter had to be arranged after dealing with Chen Ligen and his wife.
At this critical juncture, she didn't want to cause any trouble.
More than a week has passed, but there is still no news from Chen Ligen and his wife. Su Qiao can't wait any longer.
"Maybe it's time to put some pressure on some people." Otherwise, people would really think she was easy to fool.
The next morning, horrible screams were heard from Wu Ping'an's house, making the neighbors think that something had happened in his family again, such as being chased and hacked by Su Qiao with a knife.
Everyone rushed over with hoes and shovels without even putting on their clothes, and as a result, they saw He Meili, who was in dishevel and barefoot, running out of Wu's house in panic.
She kept covering her mouth and crying while running.
Everyone stared with wide eyes, confused.
"What's going on?"
"It seems that he didn't even put on his clothes properly, maybe..."
"Why did she appear in the Wu family?"
"Who knows?"
Someone quickly thought of Su Qiao.
"Maybe that crazy woman did it."
He Meili had a conflict with Su Qiao before, so she must be taking revenge.
"There has been no news about Chen Ligen and the others. Could this be the reason?"
“That’s possible.”
It has been almost ten days, but there is still no definite news from the village chief. Maybe this female devil is getting too anxious.
After learning that their daughter had been abducted to the Wu family in the middle of the night and had slept in the same bed with Wu Ping'an, He Jianjun and his wife looked extremely ugly.
They went to Hu Laoer's house angrily to find Su Qiao.
Su Qiao was sitting leisurely on the steps in front of the door, accompanying Dabao in painting while waiting for them.
"You lunatic, you have ruined my son's life, and you have ruined my daughter's life. I will fight you to the death."
Liu Suzhen's hair, which was usually neatly groomed, was now messy and she was still wearing pajamas. It was obvious that she had not taken any time to care about her daughter's affairs.
At this moment, she was like a hen protecting her chicks. She rushed forward and was about to scratch Su Qiao. Fortunately, she was pulled back in time by her husband, otherwise she might have been beaten to a bloody pulp.
Because at this time Dabao had already put down the sketchbook in his hand, and grabbed a big thick wooden stick in his hand. He had a fierce look in his eyes, as if he was ready to fight them at any time.
He Jianjun suppressed his anger and stared at Su Qiao with a gloomy face: "You promised me that you would not cause trouble in the village again."
Su Qiao stood up slowly, brushed the dust off his butt, and looked down at him condescendingly.
"Ten days have passed, and there has been no movement from you. You haven't even sent me a message. How can I know if you are fooling me or stalling for time to deal with me?"
With Xiao Si around, Su Qiao certainly knew what He Jianjun was thinking about.