The peasant girl has a private space, and her husband is handsome.

At Grandma Su's command, more than a dozen people from the eldest and second branches of the family rushed into the woodshed.

Unfortunately, after searching high and low, I couldn't find anything.

Fang Cheng stood aside, waiting to see Su Qianqian make a fool of herself and to see Old Madam Su beat up the third branch of the family, but he didn't get his wish.

I really underestimated Su Qianqian before. She's quite clever; she didn't even hide the things at home.

The old lady believed Fang Cheng; how could the young master Fang lie? "You brat, Fang said you bought a lot of things in the county town. Tell me honestly, where did you hide them?"

Su Qianqian paraphrased Fang Cheng's words, "You have to have evidence to back up your words."

Hearing the commotion at Old Su's house, many women from the village came to see what was going on.

The old man, who cared most about his reputation, quickly gave the old woman a wink, signaling her to stop the farce immediately, lest she become a laughingstock.

Since they couldn't find anything, the old lady had no choice but to say, "Your feet are the same size as Er Ya's, so take off your new shoes and give them to Er Ya to wear."

Although Er Ya inherited her mother's beady eyes, she didn't inherit her mother's greedy nature, and quickly refused, saying, "I don't like taking other people's things, it's so annoying."

Er Ya developed a stomachache from eating tree roots and wanted to see a doctor, but the old lady couldn't bear to spend the money.

Apart from her third aunt, Madam Gu, who showed concern and rubbed her stomach, no one else cared about her.

She didn't want to steal her younger sister Qianqian's new shoes, otherwise she would feel guilty towards her third aunt.

Er Ya knew that the old lady favored the eldest son's family the most. If it weren't for the fact that her feet were the same size as Qianqian's, she wouldn't have gotten the new shoes at all. Anyway, the new shoes wouldn't cure her stomachache, so she didn't care about them.

Su Bing acted quickly, grabbing a wood-chopping knife from the yard and bringing it into the house. "Today, whoever dares to steal my daughter's new shoes, I'll chop them up."

Although he is an honest man, he gets furious whenever his own daughter is involved. He has been forced to become a ruthless person.

Grandma Su originally wanted to go up and snatch the new shoes herself, but Er Ya didn't want to wear them, and there was no one else in the family who could wear them. The third son also suddenly went crazy and even brought in a wood-chopping knife, so the idea of ​​snatching the shoes had to be abandoned.

Fang Cheng mocked, "Your Su family has such a fine family tradition. Your son actually dared to raise a cleaver at his mother, disregarding filial piety and human ethics."

Su Bing felt extremely angry when he thought about how his daughter was almost sold by human traffickers and the new shoes incident, all because of Fang Cheng.

This scholar is full of bad intentions; he must have wasted his time studying.

"Hey Fang, I haven't even bothered you, but you've jumped out on your own initiative. With old and new grudges combined, I'm going to settle all the scores with you today."

Su Bing grew angrier the more he thought about it, wishing he could beat this beast to death. He grabbed a wood-chopping knife and rushed toward Fang Cheng, shouting, "Fang Cheng, the engagement has been torn up, yet you still have the audacity to stay in our Su family and stir up trouble, as if you want to create chaos. I'll kill you right now, and once you're dead, the world will be at peace."

Fearing she might be accidentally injured by the wood-chopping knife, Old Madam Su dared not hit her third son with her cane as usual. She took a few steps back and yelled at Su Bing, "Third son, you rude brat! How dare you raise a knife at the young scholar? Is this how I've taught you manners?"

Su Qianqian stopped her biological father. After all, the Great Qi Dynasty valued scholars, and injuring a student was a crime punishable by imprisonment. She didn't want the original owner's father to go to jail.

Although this father was weak, he was willing to fight tooth and nail for his daughter.

Su Qianqian picked up the swill used to feed the chickens and ducks in the yard and splashed it all over Fang Cheng, yelling, "Get out of our Su family now!"

Killing him outright would be too lenient on this scum.

All the debts should be recorded now, and in the future, this person will be made to wish for death.

Fang Cheng was drenched in swill, and there was a clump of chicken droppings stuck in his hair, making him smell terrible.

He glared at Su Qianqian with hatred: You brat, do you think I'll give in and renew our engagement? That's impossible.

From now on, even if you kneel down in front of me and beg, it will be useless.

Seeing that Fang Cheng was about to leave, the second son's wife quickly stuffed the tattered paper lantern into Er Ya's hands: "It's getting dark outside, Er Ya, you should see the young master off."

Er Ya covered her nose: "It stinks! Whoever wants to give this young scholar away can do so. I'm going back to my room."

Er Ya was in terrible stomach pain and didn't have the time to send someone away.

After Fang Cheng and the villagers who had come to watch the commotion left, Old Master Su asked Fu Gui to call Su Bing to the main room.

"Third brother, the good daughter you raised actually dared to offend the future official. Make that girl kneel in the courtyard and stay there until dawn tomorrow."

Despite the old lady's loud and boisterous manner, the real head of the Su family is actually the old man.

Grandpa Su felt that his position as the head of the family was threatened, and the destabilizing factor was none other than Qian, the girl from the third branch of the family.

If this girl isn't punished in time, the members of the third branch of the family will likely become increasingly rebellious under her influence.

Su Bing had never disobeyed Old Master Su, but today he refused to do it.

Punishing him is acceptable, but punishing his daughter is not.

"No one is allowed to mistreat my daughter. If you don't like our third branch of the family, then you can separate us from the rest of the family."

Grandma Su immediately erupted upon hearing the words "divorce the family." "Divide the family? Unless the sun rises in the west, don't even think about it."

If the three houses are separated, who will farm the fields? Who will chop the firewood for the kitchen? Who will wash the clothes for so many people? Who will feed the chickens, ducks, and geese? Well, we don't have any geese.

Su Qianqian silently prayed in her heart, hoping that Cheng Hu of the Green Bamboo Gang would come and cause trouble soon.

I hope I don't scare the old lady to death.

After the Su family courtyard returned to calm, the woodshed where the third branch of the family lived was pitch black, so dark that you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

Gu was lying in bed coughing incessantly because she had been exposed to too much cold air every winter from washing clothes with cold water.

Su Qianqian got up. "Mother, I'll go boil some water for you." After the family is divided, she will take Gu Shi to the county town to see a doctor and make sure to get rid of the root of the illness.

Perhaps we could try letting Mother drink some well water from the space. That well water can make wild vegetables more juicy and might even cure Mother's cough.

Madam Gu quickly stopped her, "No, please don't go to the kitchen to boil water. If your grandmother sees you, she'll definitely beat you. Your grandmother is very stingy with firewood. Don't worry, I'm fine. It's just an old ailment of mine, it's nothing serious, cough cough cough—"

To save money, the old lady forbade the third son's family from lighting lamps at night, and also forbade them from boiling water. If the third son's family wanted water, they could only drink the cold well water. However, the first and second sons' families were exceptions.

"Mother, lie down and don't talk, or your cough will get worse." She didn't care that the old lady was angry and immediately got up to boil water for Madam Gu.

It was very late. Er Ya boiled some water and gulped down a big bowl. With so much hot water in her stomach, the pain finally subsided.

He filled the remaining boiled water into a jar, carried it in his hand, and headed towards the woodshed.

Su Qianqian opened the door to the woodshed, intending to go to the kitchen, when she saw Er Ya holding an oil lamp and a jar that Er Ya was carrying, steaming.

Just when we needed hot water, Er Ya brought it over.

There was no table in the woodshed. After Er Ya went in, she put the oil lamp and water jug ​​on the windowsill and said, "I'm so sleepy. Hurry up and finish drinking so I can go back to the kitchen."

No sooner had I finished speaking than a piece of osmanthus cake was stuffed into my mouth by Qianqian. I don’t know if it was just my imagination, but after eating the osmanthus cake, I didn’t feel any stomach pain at all.

Su Qianqian knew that Er Ya's constant refrain was "So annoying!", but she was the kindest person among all the members of the first and second wives' families. Kind people deserve to be treated kindly.

Previously, when the eldest son, Fugui, was beating Xiaobao, the second daughter would always come to stop him whenever she saw it, but the way she stopped him each time was a bit special.

Er Ya would always complain that she was so annoyed, and then pretend to twist Xiao Bao's ear and send him back to the woodshed.

Every time the old lady asked Er Ya to help punish Xiao Bao, Er Ya would go easy on him, pretending to hit him hard, but in reality, it was all bark and no bite, and it didn't hurt at all.

Actually, although the old lady treated the second wife fairly well, she was very sexist and treated Er Ya badly. Er Ya, like the people from the third wife, was always hungry and became as thin as a bamboo pole.

Su Qianqian walked to the door and peeked inside. There was no one in the yard; everyone must have gone to sleep. She went back inside, closed the door, and pulled out an oil paper package from under the straw. Inside were six strings of candied hawthorns.

"Sister Er Ya, please have some."

Er Ya, drooling, said, "It's so annoying! Candied hawthorns are too sweet. I don't like them. You can eat them yourself."

She was too embarrassed to eat such precious things; she'd rather leave them for the third wife's family.

At the same time, I was also very curious. Little Sister Qianqian hid it so well. That night, Grandma even had the eldest and second wives turn the woodshed upside down, but they still couldn't find the candied hawthorn.

"Sister Er Ya, hurry up and eat! There are six skewers, enough for all six of us."