The peasant girl has a spiritual spring: the husband picked up is the violent regent

Chapter 29

Li Zhaodi's face turned pale all of a sudden, she held on tightly to the sauerkraut jar and did not let go.

Even if she knew that Sanfang wanted to help her, but it was earned by Jinxiu, she was reluctant to give it.

Jiang Chunlan suppressed the unhappiness in her heart, stepped forward quickly, and snatched the sauerkraut jar from Li Zhaodi's hand.

On the face, there is still that smiling appearance.

"Sister-in-law, now the family is divided.

It's time for you to pack up and move into a new house.

This time the separation, we can be regarded as completely separated. "

Su Jinxiu supported Li Zhaodi, her lips trembling.

"Mom, we have nothing left..."

Li Zhaodi leaned against Su Jinxiu and sobbed.

"Jinxiu, mother is useless!"

Jiang Chunlan's mind was full of white money, and the bracelet, picked up the jar, turned around and left.

Su Afang was not a fool, she glanced at the jar in Jiang Chunlan's hand, her eyes turned red.

When a person gets anxious, his brain turns extraordinarily fast.

When drawing lots, Jiang Chunlan was not in a hurry.

It seemed that she knew that the jar would definitely be grabbed by her.

Su Afang looked at the balls of paper in the basket, her eyes lit up.

She walked to Jiang Chunlan's side in a few steps and grabbed Jiang Chunlan's sleeve.

While everyone was comforting Su Jinxiu and the others, they lowered their voices.

"Third siblings, share half of the things in this jar with me."

Jiang Chunlan is not Li Zhaodi's kind of soft-tempered, everything is in her hands, how can there be any reason to go out?

"Second sister-in-law, what does this mean? Didn't we all agree just now.

Do you share what you catch?

The chief is still here!The second sister-in-law wants to go back on her word? "

Su Afang gritted her teeth and sneered, lowering her voice.

"Yes! The chief is still here!
If he knows, you hide the ball of paper first.

It was taken out last, will this jar still belong to you?

Either you give me half of it, or I yell about it.

Big deal, let's catch it again, do you want to split it in half?

Or, can't think of anything? "

Su Afang couldn't read, but she could count.

When the chief wrote the paper balls, there were obviously eighteen of them.

Why, in the end, after she and Su Jinxiu finished taking it, there were only three left in the basket?

No one expected that Jiang Chunlan would hide a ball of paper and take it out without anyone noticing.

Jiang Chunlan paused and glanced at Su Afang.

"Second sister-in-law is smarter..."

While the two were talking, Su Jinxiu seemed to have noticed something.

"Second Aunt and Third Aunt, did you two forget something?"

Jiang Chunlan was startled and gritted her teeth.

Once the item was in her hands, she definitely didn't want to return it.

Well, first coax Su Afang to cover up the matter.

Looking back, she has plenty of ways to deal with Su Afang.

"Okay, don't shout."

When Su Afang heard this, she grinned and opened her mouth.

With one arm around the sauerkraut jar in Jiang Chunlan's hand, she looked back at Su Jinxiu.

"What did you forget? I have a good relationship with your third aunt, and we separated from your eldest wife.

Our second and third rooms still live together, what, can't we? "

Su Jinxiu bit her lip, as if she was so wronged that she couldn't express it.

Hu Yang couldn't see it, so he grabbed the paper from the head of the village and stepped forward.

"However you like to live, this time the separation of the family has taken advantage of it.

Just have fun, and hurry up to make a bet.

Don't take advantage of this to make trouble again. "

Needless to say Hu Yangshi, Su Afang and Jiang Chunlan also want to separate completely this time.

I'm afraid that Su Jinxiu will come to her senses and she will notice something.

"Wait!"

Su Jinxiu was hit so hard that she seemed to lose her strength, and looked sadly at the pigsty.

"That pig, let's divide it up too!

How about we draw lots again? "

Su Afang and Jiang Chunlan just wanted to get rid of Su Jinxiu and the others quickly so they could go back to the house and count the money.

"Take it away, take it away, I still don't like that skinny thing."

Su Afang waved her hand with an impatient look on her face.

Jiang Chunlan was also a little anxious and nodded.

The head of the village was not sloppy, and stepped forward to add pigs.

After confirming that it was correct, the three spent their bets.

With the written evidence of this painting, there will be troubles in the future, and there is nothing to do.

The head of the village handed over the paper to Su Jinxiu for safekeeping, and Su Jinxiu kept the paper.

As soon as he turned his head, all the sadness and sorrow on his face disappeared.

She greeted the onlookers and smiled.

"I distributed some belongings just now, and take all the things that everyone likes.

All the bricks and tiles of this house were taken away.

Our eldest family has moved to a new house, and we have a new start and a new hair.

Tomorrow, you will be rewarded with face and go to our house for a meal. "

Seeing that Su Jinxiu was so generous after suffering a loss, the big guys felt that the second and third houses were nothing, and wanted to help Su Jinxiu out.

They helped Su Jinxiu move the house in twos and twos, and then came to Su's old house to start moving things.

It's not polite at all to tear down bricks and move tiles.

Jiang Chunlan and Su Afang couldn't hold back, and hid in Su Jinxiu's leaky old house.

The two solemnly put the jar on the ground and rubbed their hands together.

Jiang Chunlan pressed the mouth of the altar and looked outside the door.

Only when Su Dagui ran in panting, did he let go.

"Second sister-in-law, let's divide by head.

There are three people in your family, and four people in my family. Let's divide by head.

For our family, we need to share more. "

Su Afang sneered: "When the money is divided, the loser is considered an individual?
Come on, get it quickly, let's settle the matter. "

Jiang Chunlan glanced at Su Dagui, and slowly moved his hands away.

Just as Su Afang probed to see what was in the jar, Su Dagui knocked her unconscious with a sap.

"Hurry up, while the second brother is being coaxed away by me, let's pick what's good first."

Su Dagui and Jiang Chunlan's eyes lit up and they opened the jar.

A sour smell hit their faces, and the two of them almost passed out.

There is no white silver or green bracelets in it.

There is only one jar of acidic water that has broken down.

Su Dagui's smile froze.

"Chunlan, did you make a mistake?"

Jiang Chunlan gritted her teeth: "It shouldn't be, Li Zhaodi has been holding her all the time."

Su Jinxiu may lie, but Li Zhaodi's expression is genuine.

They didn't bother to talk much, jumped up and rushed out.

When they came to the yard, the two started to search for the jar like crazy.

one, two, three...

All the jars are empty.

The moon rose in the sky, and the two searched all the jars.

No dung tanks were spared in every corner, but not a single copper coin was seen.

The two limp on the ground helplessly, you look at me, I look at you.

After such a day of tossing, why is there nothing?

Jiang Chunlan came to her senses belatedly and gritted her teeth.

"Damn little slut, you actually fell for her."

She thought that Su Jinxiu would remember her well after the ancestral hall incident.

That's why I kept getting close to her, but I didn't want that bitch to set her up all the time.

The second room was suspicious, and the third room and the first room had already passed the gas.

Even Li Zhaodi didn't see through the wind, otherwise, she would definitely be able to see some clues from Li Zhaodi.

What I was waiting for was that there was such a scene in the second room.

She justifiably separated the family again, and all the good things were divided by the big house.

This time, they are stealing chickens without losing money.

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Ah, thank you Baozi who tirelessly voted for Mr. Shui Mo.

Although it is still cold, Mr. Shui Mo's heart is warm.

(End of this chapter)