Qi Mingyu felt inexplicably uneasy after seeing that the old patriarch remained completely silent and expressionless despite his many words.

After thinking for a moment, he took out a fifty-tael silver note from his sleeve and handed it over.

"Clan leader, this is what I'm thinking. Could you please ask my mother where Zhuang Zilan is?"

Then, after finding her, you personally supervise her and she aborts the child in her womb.

This fifty taels is her dowry.

The old clan chief Qi stared coldly at the silver note, making no move to take it.

Qi Mingyu pressed on, saying, "I heard that quite a few people in the clan fell into the crevice this time, including several women in their twenties."

Zhuang Zilan is a widow, and I think remarrying is no problem for me.

To make it easier to keep an eye on her, she could be married off to a man in the village who has just lost his wife.

She was quite good-looking and had a dowry of fifty taels of silver; I think there would be plenty of men willing to marry her.

As long as she loses her child and remarries, she will no longer pose any threat to my future.

When Chief Qi heard this, he wished he could take off his straw sandals and slap him in the face.

But he knew that Qi Mingyu was a selfish and resentful person.

He was old and had one foot in the grave, so he wasn't afraid. But he was afraid that his children and grandchildren would be implicated.

So even if he was dissatisfied, he could only suppress it.

“Mingyu, I don’t think what you’re saying is appropriate.”

When she returned to her parents' home after becoming a widow, it meant she was no longer a member of Qijia Village.

If we really take action, once the Zhuang family finds out, our two clans will definitely start fighting.

It's not impossible that a full-blown fight might break out at that point.

If you want to find her and remarry her, you'll have to go to her family home.

I think no one is more suitable than her family to step forward.

I can't accept this money. You can take it to Xiaozhuang and give it to her family.

Qi Mingyu didn't expect the old patriarch to refuse, but upon reflection, he realized that the old patriarch's words made sense.

He just couldn't rest easy if he didn't keep Zhuang Zilan under his watchful eye.

In addition, he didn't trust the Zhuang family at all.

If he could trust someone, why would he be wasting his time standing here?

He was afraid that if he gave the money to the other party, the Zhuang family, thinking about his future and that he had money, would deliberately hide it from him.

Then let Zhuang Zilan give birth to the child, so that she can ask him for money, etc.

If we wait until then, it will be too late.

In the best-case scenario, and the people he could trust the most, would have been his parents and the old clan chief.

There's no hope for his parents now, otherwise they wouldn't have caused him all this trouble.

The old clan chief clearly didn't want to get involved, which really put him in a difficult position.

He is a person with official rank and cannot do things personally.

Otherwise, if word gets out one day, his reputation will be ruined.

Moreover, he also hoped to have the opportunity to marry Chi Yu again, a woman who brought him good fortune.

If Chi Yu knew that he had killed his sister-in-law, I wonder what he would think of him later.

Qi Mingyu, who had such plans in mind, was also arrogant.

Since the old patriarch had already refused, he didn't say anything more, but simply took back the silver note and said:

"Chief, I'm going back to see my parents. I'll have to trouble you to take care of the marriage proposal and the house construction."

Elder Qi nodded: "Alright, I'll go invite the matchmaker tomorrow and buy some betrothal gifts while I'm at it."

Since you're getting married in April, I'll have the house built by the end of March.

"But if you want to build the same as before, then you'll probably have to use your connections to get those blue bricks and tiles."

"Um!"

After saying that, Qi Mingyu left.

He didn't ask where his own shack was, but instead walked around the threshing ground.