Xia Yuanqiu glanced at Xia Tieniu, her 'relative' in the same village with her cold eyes: "After all, don't you just want to extort my money? That's fine. If Yuan Hao is really hurt, Yuan Ling, I will pay you immediately without saying a word. You name the number and I will never counter-offer. But if Yuan Ling is not injured and is just pretending to be in pain to extort money, then don’t blame me for being rude. I will definitely sue you for extortion. "
Seeing that the faces of Xia Tieniu and his family had changed, Xia Yuanqiu turned his face and said to the villagers who had squeezed in to watch in the fence yard: "I will give you a few cents of silver. Who can go to the Chen Mansion in town right now to deliver a message for me?" , Magistrate Chen should not have left Xiaoyuan Town yet, please ask him to send a messenger and doctor over to help me resolve this case."
The town is only seven or eight miles away from Xipo Village. It doesn't take too long to catch up with the oxcart. You can earn one or two silver by passing the message. You must know that they can only sell ten acres of land during the harvest. For a few taels of silver, who wouldn't want such a good job? Immediately a large group of people gathered around and volunteered to spread the word.
Xia Yuanling's face turned pale with fright. Little did she know that it was Xia Yuanqiu who was trying to scare her. As soon as she heard that the official was going to come, she immediately regretted it. Seeing so many people volunteering to send the message, the three souls immediately scared away two souls. He jumped up quickly and said to Xia Yuanqiu: "It doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt anymore, I don't hurt anymore, there's no need to trouble the magistrate."
Xia Yuanqiu couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and his beautiful eyes flashed with broken stars: "Are you sure it doesn't hurt anymore? Do you need to go to the doctor to see the injury?"
Xia Yuanling waved her hands quickly: "No, no, no need to look at the injury. Look, I'm not completely healed. There's nothing wrong with me." In order to prove that what she said was true, she even turned around in front of Yuan Qiu.
All the villagers couldn't help but yell angrily, secretly blaming Xia Yuanling for being in pain for a while, causing them to lose the one tael of silver they got.
Mrs. Lin was anxious when she saw her daughter defeated. She rushed forward and shouted at Yuan Qiu: "Yuan Qiu, no matter what, we are your elders, your uncle and aunt, you are the junior Yes, you can't care about the life and death of your elders. Your family's house is in ruins, so you can't just build a new house for yourself and not help us repair the old house."
Yuan Qiu smiled at the corner of his mouth, with sarcasm in his eyes, and said coolly: "Yuan Hao and I have been living in a shabby house for the past three years, without enough food and clothing. Since you call yourself uncle and aunt, why don't you give us siblings? Did you two give us a bowl of porridge? When you were repairing the roof, did you ever think about repairing the roof of our sister and brother? When you were eating old hens, did you ever think of leaving a mouthful of soup for us two sisters to drink? "
The people in the village were neither deaf nor mute, so they naturally knew what Yuan Qiu said, including the old hens and eggs. Many people knew about it. Who didn’t privately scold Lin and Xia Tieniu for being too vicious, even like this? The two helpless children refused to let go. They even had the heart to steal and eat the only old hen that could lay eggs. They also stole all the eggs in a basket that they had managed to save without giving them any way to survive. People stay, no wonder Yuan Qiu resents them.
Mrs. Lin looked stern and laughed dryly: "Look what you kid said, our family is so poor that we can hardly drink rice soup, how can we eat old hens? You must have seen it wrong. You know that there is absolutely nothing wrong with it." , the harvest has been bad in the past few years, and our family is living in poverty. Why don’t we often ask you to lend money to Yuan Song for medical treatment? There is really no way, otherwise why wouldn’t we help you two siblings more? After all, we They are a family, and the broken bones are still connected, don’t you think?”