Chapter 263 Second Aunt, please save Zhaodi!

When Li Wu and Li Qiang helped the old village chief out, it was already a little late.

I saw a lot of people gathered on the dirt road in the village, all of them stretched their necks to look at the low adobe yard in the distance.

Seeing the old village chief coming, they quickly made way for him. A smart and warm-hearted person rushed to explain: "Fan Dajia, his wife wants to sell Zhaodi, saying that the family can't make ends meet, and they can't die together, so they have to find a way out for Zhaodi!"

"Nonsense!" The old village chief leaned heavily on his crutches, his face ugly.

Then why didn't Sun find a way out for her four sons!

"Isn't this nonsense?" Wang Guifen, who was ahead, was surprised.

Aunt Li, who came first, came closer and agreed: "That's right! Look at everyone who doesn't know.

So, isn't this why they quarreled? You see, the head of the family and her son are talking about her."

If she were to say, it's not to the point of selling children. That bald man Zhang is still selling land, so he can survive this disaster year.

Only people who have no land to sell would think of selling children.

She remembered that the Fan family got double the land when the family was divided...

Wang Guifen always felt something was strange when listening to Aunt Li's words, but she couldn't tell what was strange.

She looked at the scene in the yard: Sun Jinhua was kneeling on the muddy ground, crying with snot and tears, Sanzhu was crying beside her, Fan Qian was squatting under the eaves holding his head, and the little Zhaodi was huddled in the corner of the wall, looking at his family.

This scene was very familiar.

"Didn't they use this trick when they sold their two nieces Yan Qiu and Xing Hui?" Li Tiantian looked at the scene in front of her and snorted angrily.

After she reminded them, others also remembered that Sun Jinhua had made such a scene before!

Wu's sister-in-law asked bluntly: "You sold your niece then, and now you sell your daughter. Why is it that only your family can't make ends meet?"

"Jinhua, it's not good for you to be like this. Why are you always making trouble?" Grandma Xu advised earnestly.

"Yes, you are just like a shit-stirring stick!"

Sun Jinhua, who was crying on the ground, was stunned. She glanced at the head of the family and the four sons, gritted her teeth and said nothing.

Yesterday, the head of the family told them that he wanted to sell Zhaodi. It was not a real sale, but he just forced his brother-in-law's family.

By then, there would be silver and food, but Zhaodi's food would be missing. Zhaodi was their biological daughter. She could remember things when she was eight years old. It would be impossible for another family to raise such a child.

When she grows up, they will find a reason to get her back. The daughter is still hers, and she is the one who is filial to her. After they see each other, the betrothal gift will naturally belong to her.

The brother-in-law's wife helped her raise her daughter for nothing!

It's just that she has to be the villain. The man is the head of the family. If she sells her daughter, her reputation will be bad.

The same is true for Dazhu and the other four. They are going to talk about marriage. How can they damage their reputation?

She lowered her head and said nothing silently, just waiting for her brother-in-law's family to come.

It's okay. Sanzhu has already run to shout. Just bear it for a while.

As soon as Shuiqing opened the door, she saw Fan Sanzhu crying and wiping tears. She was stunned: "What's wrong?"

"Second Aunt, please save Zhaodi quickly. My mother is going to sell her!" Fan Sanzhu cried so hard that his nose was full of snot bubbles.

Shuiqing unconsciously took a step back to avoid the big snot bubbles that exploded and jumped on her.

Fan Jin, who was teaching a few children in the room, also came out and looked at Shuiqing. The two looked at each other and quickly moved away.

Then Shuiqing cooperated with a nervous face: "What's wrong? Let's go, talk while walking."

Yan Qiuxing Huijianghehu and others heard that Zhaodi was going to be sold by her aunt, and they were nervous from the bottom of their hearts and hurried to follow.

A large group of people walked towards Fan Qian's house.

Fan Sanzhu breathed a sigh of relief.

Fan Qian's yard was already in chaos, and the villagers around the low wall were pointing and talking.

Fan Zhaodi hugged her knees, huddled in a corner, and couldn't stop shaking all over.

Her mother wanted to sell her, and her father and brothers were trying to stop her, beating and scolding her mother. She should have been relieved. Since her father stopped her, her mother would definitely not dare to sell her.

Second Aunt taught her that sometimes it's not just about what others say, but also what they do.

She watched carefully, her father's slap came down heavily, and landed lightly on her mother's body, not even dust was raised, but her mother cried very loudly.

At that moment, her heart sank.

She was bound to be sold.

When her elder sister and second sister were sold, she felt that she would be the next one, but she was not as lucky as her elder sister and second sister. She had a mother who would protect her daughter with a kitchen knife... Her mother only wanted to sell her...

"Zhao Di?"

Zhao Di suddenly raised her eyes and saw a familiar figure standing at the gate of the yard waving at her.

The morning sun was soft and warm, and it sprinkled on her body as if it was coated with a layer of halo, and her whole body also exuded a soft and warm light.

Zhao Di had been holding back tears, but at this moment, she could no longer control them and fell in big drops.

"Second Aunt!"

The people surrounding the yard saw the small body like a tired bird flying into the forest, throwing herself into Shui Qing's arms.

She tightly wrapped her arms around Shui Qing's waist, so tight that it couldn't be tighter.

She didn't cry after watching her parents quarreling and fighting for so long, but she burst into tears the moment Shui Qing appeared.

Sun Jinhua, who was sitting on the ground, was a little flustered. This was her biological daughter, but at this moment, she seemed very far away from her.

Then she saw her son winking at her, and then turned away.

She was just a little girl, how could she compare to her son.

Moreover, if she succeeded this time, Hu Shuiqing would raise her daughter for her, feed her daughter and give her drink, and she would make money.

She would not lose out!

Fan Jin and Shui Qing looked into the yard.

The old village chief saw the two people coming, walked into the yard, and his heavy eyes swept around and fell on Fan Qian.

He only asked Fan Qian: "What's going on?"

Fan Qian held his head and began to talk.

First, how difficult the family was, not full every meal, hungry legs weak, but doing heavy hard work every day, the family could not hold on;

Then the wife at home loved her son, and selling Zhaodi was also a helpless move, and he was useless, couldn't control his wife, and felt sorry for his daughter.

He held his head while talking, looking helpless.

The old village chief didn't follow his words, but only asked: "What about the land? Why don't you sell the land?"

Fan Qian was stunned, and then said that it was his mother who didn't want to sell it, and if she sold it, she would fight for it.

Shui Qing sneered, good, very good, it was the wife's idea to sell the daughter, and it was his mother who didn't want to sell the land. It turned out that all the bad things had to be borne by the women, and he and his four good sons were fine.

They don't have to be sold, nor do they have to bear a bad reputation!

Some villagers in Shanshui Village cursed Fan's mother and Sun Jinhua, but no one cursed Fan Qian and his friends.

"What does the eldest brother think? What is he willing to do as the head of the family?" A clear and smooth voice sounded, and the noisy crowd suddenly quieted down and looked at Fan Qian in the middle of the yard.

That's right, Fan Qian is the head of the family!

Fan Qian forgot to hold his head, and his raised face was full of astonishment.