Chapter 869: Eighty Little Wolf Dog, a Little Drag (13)

When the old village chief heard this, his expression became even more serious: "Mrs. Su! If you dare to talk nonsense again, your family will get out of Xiaohe Village for me, and don't cause our Xiaohe Village to be inspected and criticized by the government. ”

"Also, give the money to Chunfang and her mother immediately, and Tian will transfer it to them immediately."

Su Qiao's eyes rolled, and he said solemnly: "Village Chief, their thinking is too dangerous, I don't want to be in the same stream with them, so I want to make a contract to cut off relations with them, and I hope everyone can give me a witness." ”

Although the old village chief was a little surprised, he didn't feel anything.

After all, the Su family did this very inauthenticly, and it was they who broke the hearts of Su Qiao's mother and daughter first.

So he just hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, it's okay not to be involved in the future, so as to save them a lot of." ”

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After Su Qiao's efforts, she and her mother finally broke off with the Su family.

After everyone left, Mrs. Liu counted the red, green, and green tickets on the table over and over again: "Qiao'er, this ...... Is this true? Grandma still can't believe it. ”

Su Qiao sat at the wooden table and slowly drank the chrysanthemum tea that lowered the fire:

"Of course, you can collect this money, and you can also find a secret place to put it away, from now on, the three of us will depend on each other."

"Yes, yes, you have to take it, this is going to give you money to go to college."

Mrs. Liu hurriedly rolled up the money and the deed with the old newspaper, put it into a small blue and white cloth bag, and went back to her house in a hurry.

Su Qiao lifted the teapot on the table and poured a cup of chrysanthemum tea for her mother: "Mom, you should be happy, in the Su family over the years, haven't you eaten enough hardship?" Can't you put up with it enough?

If it weren't for their ruthlessness, I would have a younger brother or sister at this time. ”

After hiding the money, Mrs. Liu just heard this.

Looking at her dejected and unusually silent daughter at the table, she was distressed and hated for her incompetence:

"Girl, we're right, even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about it for Qiao'er."

"I ......" Liu Chunfang also knew that she should cheer up, but as long as she thought of the man she wanted to marry back then, now she is carrying herself and other women behind her back......

Su Qiao was speechless and didn't want to speak.

But this is her mother, and she can't really care.

After thinking about it, she continued: "Mom, you know what? If you don't leave the Su family with me, they will marry me to an old bachelor in the next village.

I heard that the man is almost forty years old, older than you, and he loves to beat people, and his previous woman was beaten away by him. ”

"What?"

"What?"

Su Qiao's mother and her grandmother stood up almost at the same time, both of them looking angry.

"Mrs. Su, an old beggar with a black heart, knew that I had scratched her to death just now, and she dared to fight such an idea."

Liu Chunfang didn't expect this to happen in the middle, and she was so angry that she had always been too mild-tempered: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?" ”

"If you had said it earlier, I would have fought with them even if I had spared this life."

Forget about bullying her, they still bully her daughter like this, they can't bear it no matter what.

Su Qiao was speechless: "What are you fighting, your life is much more expensive than their gold, you can't harm yourself because of them." ”

Mrs. Liu nodded in agreement: "Qiao'er is right, what do you do with people like them?" I didn't have it, but I hurt myself. ”

"Luckily, you're finally out of that fire pit, and your dad can look at it.

Do you know that when he took his last breath, he was still muttering in his mouth, you shouldn't have been soft-hearted back then, and married Su Youqing, the man who killed a thousand knives, according to your temperament. ”