They still have their eggs and chickens in their hands.
More and more people gathered around, and someone also invited the village chief. When the village chief saw this formation, he felt a headache. What's wrong with the Qi family? They always bully the poor middle child. Why doesn't he?
The reason for bullying the third child was not because the third child was so tough. If she dared to make trouble like this, Huang would have to take out a kitchen knife and chop her.
Gu was just holding Qi Youer and crying. Qi Zhong looked at the basket of chickens in Gao's hand and the two fat hens that his mother would not let go even if they were rolling on the ground. He no longer knew what to say.
, he came over and took Qi Youer from Gu's hand.
"Si Ya, does it hurt?" He rubbed Qi You'er's little head distressedly. This child has never looked down upon his mother since he was born.
"Dad, it doesn't hurt," Qi You'er buried her little face on his shoulder, her clear eyes reflecting the ugly look of the old lady Qi. There was also Mrs. Gao standing aside, gloating about her misfortune.
Qi Zhong hugged his daughter tightly, his body was trembling, and for some reason, Qi Youer felt that Qi Zhong seemed to be doing something. She couldn't guess, but she knew that he was now
She must be disappointed. Mothers love their children, but as for Mrs. Qi, she was willing to force her second son to death.
Old Mrs. Qi was still rolling on the ground, and there were many people talking in low voices everywhere, and her ears were very sharp, so she could still hear them.
"It's just two chickens. What's the big deal? It's my mother's fault anyway. Just take it."
"Yeah, yeah..." Someone else echoed.
Old Mrs. Qi's mouth cracked and she became even more happy. She didn't notice the dirt on her clothes. At this time, she was still making a small idea in her heart. She just took two and waited for them to finish eating.
Get all the chickens, and the eggs they will lay will be hers. You will know by looking at the quality of these eggs. They can definitely be sold at a good price. The more she thinks about it, the more she regrets it. She hates herself for having grown two.
If you don't have three or four hands, you can still hold a few more.
And looking at the current scene, all the villagers were facing her, and the more she thought about it, the more proud she became, and the more proud she became, the happier she became;
She was still rolling hard on the ground, cursing her son and daughter-in-law, and even her four granddaughters. But she didn't notice a trace of deep grief flash across Qi Zhong's face. He hugged Qi Zhong
You'er turned around and ran in front of the village chief with a splash.
This sound shocked everyone, including Old Mrs. Qi who was rolling on the ground.
Qi Zhong raised his face and looked at the village chief, and then he kowtowed heavily.
"Village Chief, I, Qi Zhong, want to sever the mother-son relationship with my mother. Please ask the Village Chief to preside over it for me."
And when he said these words, there was no doubt that thunder rang out on a sunny day, causing everyone to freeze there...
"Qi Zhong, what are you talking about?" Old Mrs. Qi stopped rolling and stood up from the ground. Her face was dry and she didn't look like she had cried.
Qi Zhong didn't look at her at all, but still stared at the village chief.
"Village Chief, have you seen this? I can't live anymore." He wiped his face, his eyes were red, and he was crying. I'm not a bastard who only wants a wife but not a mother.
I will give it to you, and I will agree to whatever my mother says.
"But..." He choked and gently stroked the face of his little daughter in his arms.
"Village Chief, I am also a father. I also have a child. I want my child to live. Village Chief, look, Si Ya is still so young. What can she know? She is just a child, a child."
Qi Youer bit her little lip. She was really sad. She stretched out her little hand, which was full of scratches. Don't blame her, just add fuel to the fire.