"Mother, you promised me to help Ah Shi...... I didn't force her...... I really didn't know she was seriously ill......" Huang Meixiang defended herself with little confidence.

There are village rules in the village, and those who do not obey the elderly and abuse children are punished by a wooden plank.

The identity of the stepmother is already embarrassing, and if she doesn't argue at all, the charge of abusing non-biological children will be confirmed.

"You didn't force her to drench the vegetables? Did I force her? Looking at the eight women who watched her family's jokes in a room, Mrs. Chen was angry.

"The village chief is here!" Yu Ermei's eight-year-old eldest grandson ran in from outside.

Mrs. Chen and Huang Meixiang were both nervous.

Especially Mrs. Chen, more than ten years ago, she didn't see her three-year-old second granddaughter, so she drowned in the fish pond in front of the house, and people talked about it, saying that she was not her own granddaughter.

This time, if the village chief knew that Xiao Qiulan was sick because of her constant swearing, she went to pick up water and drench vegetables, and almost lost her life, then she would be miserable.

As long as the charge of abusing children is confirmed, she will definitely be punished by the village rules, and it is inevitable to be slapped on the buttocks, not to mention that she can't stand it, even if she can stand it, she has nowhere to put her old face.

Huang Meixiang was also very scared, Xiao Qiulan was so sick before she fell into the water, as a mother, she didn't care, and it was already impossible to say that she didn't take her to see the doctor, and she had to be ordered to drench vegetables, and it was not an exaggeration to charge her with child abuse.

If her ass is beaten, this is not only a matter of pain, but also directly affects the love between her and her husband Yao Dabao.

Yao Dabao is good-looking and good-looking, is recognized as a beautiful man in the village, although he is a halfway husband and wife, but he is gentle and considerate to her, has a good temper, and is a good cook, and now he is making a fire in the town's yamen, and he can earn two taels of silver a month with food and accommodation.

Two taels of silver, according to the price of rice at that time, she could buy two hundred catties of rice, which was an eye-popping amount, and she didn't want to have trouble with such a good husband. She really didn't know, Xiao Qiulan was so sick that she couldn't stand steadily! She regretted it so much, why didn't she think to care about her?

Yao Tianxiang, the village chief in his forties, entered the house with a serious face, followed by a few young men.

Usually the villagers beat and scolded the children, he can turn a blind eye, but this time he almost died, there are several versions of the rumors, he, as the village head, must come to understand the situation and uphold justice.

Huang Meixiang hurriedly moved a stool for the village chief to sit on, and Mrs. Chen also hurriedly poured water, both of them were up and down in their hearts, I don't know if the village chief heard something.

The village chief routinely asked what happened, Chen Pozi and Huang Meixiang avoided the important and trivialized, each saying their own words, Xiao Qiulan was so sick that she couldn't stand on her feet before she fell into the water, and she didn't dare to mention it.

At this time, Xiao Donglan had already entered the room, touched the cold forehead of the fourth sister and cried: "Fourth sister, why are you so cold?" Don't scare me, you're going to get through this! ”

Yao Qiulan looked at her sister who was revealing her true feelings, her heart was warm, and she smiled at her: "It's okay, the fourth sister will definitely get better!" ”

With the entry of a strong soul in the 21st century, she not only wants to get better, but also to bring her family to become rich and well-off.

The people outside heard the movement in the room and said babblingly: "Ask Xiao Qiulan to know everything." ”

Mrs. Chen and Huang Meixiang were uneasy, Xiao Qiulan was weak and her forehead was cold, if she told the truth, neither of them would have good fruit to eat.

The village chief is a fair, conscientious and responsible man, and he immediately entered Xiao Qiulan's room.