Boss-gege Excessive Spoiling Chapter 642: A peasant girl who doesn’t want to be the number one scholar is not a good princess (5)

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Tongsu bowed his head.

"On the bed is my sister, Xia Chaojin, who passed away last night. My mother was so distraught that she didn't have time to tell everyone, and because of this, my uncles exposed their disgust! Qingzhai was heartbroken and angry, and wanted to ask the village chief The chief security officer is here to testify that my mother and I are going to separate from my uncle. From now on, my mother, Xia Qingzhai, my son, whether we are rich or poor, good or bad, have nothing to do with him! My uncle no longer has the right to **** the property left by my father!"

It turns out that it was Xia Chaojin who died, not Xia Qingzhai?

In a moment of desperation, both of them forgot to check the identity of the person on the bed, and subconsciously believed it.

I just think about what I said before, and think about the mother and son. They were talking about "child" and "what if", and they didn't admit directly that it was their son who died!

Damn it, they deliberately tried to trick me!

The village chief's gray beard curled up and he said angrily: "Xia Wei, Xia Li! What else do you have to say?"

"I...I'm not...I didn't..." Xia Wei and Xia Wei were flustered and angry, hesitating, "No..."

"What else is wrong! Look at how majestic you were just now! You thought Qingzhai was gone, so you used the majesty of your elders to **** Xia He's inheritance? You also have the face!"

The old village chief was so angry that his chest was wheezing. He pointed his cane at the two people's heads and staggered. The villagers nearby rushed to help him worriedly. The old village chief still stared and wanted to slap them. hand.

"Separate the family! The family must be separated! I have laid out the plan of the village chief this time. I want you to continue to be Qingzhai's uncle. I am afraid that sooner or later, his widowed mother and orphan will be killed! The whole village is watching. , From now on, Xia Wei and Xia Li can no longer try to seize the Qingzhai family's property!"

"Hey, let's all watch for him..."

"Old village chief, calm down, don't be angry over these two things..."

The security guard was also angry: "Xia Wei, Xia Li, why don't you leave? Do you have the nerve to stay here?"

Uncle Xia and Uncle Xia were accused by so many people. They blushed and looked embarrassed. They glared at Tong Su angrily and fled away with the whole family in despair.

"Chaohin... no, Qingzhai, Qingzhai..." Xia's mother was tortured by several surprises and was exhausted mentally and physically. Tong Su quickly reached out to support her. She looked desolate and her tears kept falling, "Qing Zhai..."

This cry made the son on the bed cry. What’s more, from now on, the daughter can only live in men’s clothing and live in his place!

The village chief, the security chief and others did not know what was going on. They only thought she was crying for her deceased "daughter" and stepped forward to express their condolences.

Tong Su was relieved after solving the crisis between Uncle Xia and Uncle Xia. She helped Xia's mother aside and sat down, and seriously discussed with the village chief how to bury her "sister".

"...This guy from the Xia family is really great. I heard that when he lived with his father in the city, he had been studying in a private school, and he has been famous for his talents since he was a child! Judging from his appearance, he will definitely have a big future. !"

"Please take more care of their family, it is pitiful..."

"You don't have to tell me! Hey, just thinking about the girl from the Xia family, how pretty she is, I wanted to tell my son about the future. Yesterday she looked fine, but why today - hey!"

The snow stopped, the clouds closed, and the wind gradually died down. Villagers in twos and threes walked back home through the thick snow. The busy farm work throughout the year finally had time to take a break. Their tired bodies wished they could burn a hot kang at home. , stay well.

The vast wilderness is covered by wind and snow, smoke curls from the kitchens in isolated villages, chickens and dogs chatter around the dead trees, and on the side of the fence, horses are trampling their hooves, half of the flaming red clothes hang down from the horse's back, and someone chuckles.

"I wanted to come to the village as an excuse to drink hot water, but I saw a good show. Your Majesty, this kid is thin and sickly. Unexpectedly, he is still strong-tempered."