Chapter 5: Revenge

Shi Xiaoai knew that Cheng Yang had returned to the village to look for the original owner and the child a year later, but by then the original owner and Xiao Mingxi had both died.

In the end, Cheng Yang left with little Mingrui.

In this book, both the original owner and Cheng Yang are actually cannon fodder supporting characters, whose role is to provide a stepping stone for the heroine who appears later to climb higher, so the combined appearance time of the two does not exceed three chapters.

At this point, the book has almost finished writing about the original owner.

But real life would definitely not be as simple as what was written in the book, and she had no way of understanding many details.

Seeing the village chief still looking at her eagerly, Shi Xiaoai gave a bitter smile and said, "No more waiting. I have to take the children to attend Grandpa's funeral! Grandpa raised us, and it would be a great act of filial piety if we can't see him off to the grave. Now that we have received the news, we must take the children to kowtow at the grave and call him Great Grandpa."

"That's what should be done."

Shi Xiaoai's reason was irrefutable. Even though he knew that they would never come back after leaving, the village chief couldn't say anything to stop them.

He sighed and glanced at the mother and her two children. Thinking about the life these orphans and their widowed mother had lived over the past few years, he couldn't help but feel sympathy for them.

He looked around, then suddenly stepped forward and lowered his voice, saying, "Rui's mother, if you're leaving, leave early. You guys pack up, I'll go get you your migration permits. It's inconvenient for you to go into the city with the two kids, so I'll have Erjun go buy you tickets. Just buy the tickets and leave now, don't dawdle."

Shi Xiaoai raised her head in surprise, a little confused as to why this person's attitude changed so quickly?

Meeting her searching gaze, the village chief gritted his teeth and asked in a lower voice, "Rui's mother, tell me the truth, is Guiquan's illness... related to you?"

sick?

A sharp glint flashed in Shi Xiaoai's eyes.

He won't get sick, it's just that his eggs are crushed, and he will never be able to harm a girl again in this life.

The fool is the only son of the branch secretary and the person the couple cares about most in their lives, otherwise they would not have come up with such a sinister idea.

Now that their only son has become like this, their fantasy of leaving a legacy is completely shattered. I guess those two people won’t be able to close their eyes even if they die, right?

Imagining the situation at the Party Secretary's house, Shi Xiaoai suppressed her inner joy and asked in confusion, "Gui Quan? Who is Gui Quan? Oh, you mean the idiot in the Party Secretary's house?"

She blinked her eyes, a look of disbelief on her face: "Is he sick? I just saw him chewing on a white steamed bun in the house when I went to deliver the New Year gifts. He ate such a big white steamed bun in two bites. What disease could he have? Is he sick from being too full?!"

After hearing her words, the village chief's mouth twitched, and the scene of the branch secretary and his wife holding him and crying loudly appeared in front of his eyes.

The secretary's wife swore to the sky that it was Shi Xiaoai who harmed her Guiquan. She said that even if her Guiquan could not be cured, she would take her back to be her wife and make her serve a man like a slave for the rest of her life.

Looking at her expression of deep hatred, the village chief did believe that Shi Xiaoai was involved in this matter.

But now, looking into her bright eyes, and then at her wrist which was so thin that it was not even two fingers wide...

It's impossible to connect her with the fact that she could knock out and subdue a fat and strong idiot.

In this case, if you can help, then do so. Just consider it as doing good deeds for your own children.

After figuring it out, the village chief no longer hesitated. He directly said to Shi Xiaoai, "Something happened at the Party Secretary's home today. His son Guiquan was beaten while he was sleeping. He was seriously injured. Now the whole family has sent him to the city for medical treatment.

Guiquan's mother said that everyone who went to the house at the time was there, and only your family of three ran away, so she suspects you are involved. Rui's mother, this matter is hard to explain. Don't wait any longer, pack up and leave quickly.

While they are not at home, otherwise when they come back, it will be difficult to leave."

Although the branch secretary and the village head are both village leaders, the branch secretary is actually half a level higher than the village head.

What's more, they are all fellow villagers. Even if he knew that Shi Xiao Ai was innocent, if she really confronted the secretary's family, the village chief would not stand on her side openly.

No matter how good his kung fu is, Shi Xiaoai understands that a strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake.

Besides, since the great revenge has been taken, there is no point in staying any longer.

She didn't hesitate and immediately agreed: "Thank you, uncle. I will pack it now. Please wait a moment. I will go in to get the ticket money."

Seeing that she understood his good intentions, the village chief said nothing more. He waved his hand and said, "No rush. You can give it to me when you go to get your migration certificate."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Since they had decided to leave, the mother and her two daughters immediately began to pack.

As the saying goes, a poor house is worth a fortune. This does not mean that the things in the house are valuable, but that if these things are gone, you have to spend money to buy them again.

But often a poor family means no money.

But even if she had no money, after looking around the shabby house, Shi Xiaoai couldn't see anything worth taking away.

She opened the box beside the bed and saw only a few sets of patched clothes inside. She immediately lost the desire to pack her clothes.

But no matter how much she despised it, Shi Xiaoai knew that it was the basis of her and her children's survival and their only property.

Although she was completely confused about the condition of the home she was returning to, she was very clear about one thing - apart from the house left by her grandfather, there was no other valuable things left.

After all, whenever money is involved, it is impossible to hand it over to the government so easily. There must be a middleman, right?

So, at this moment, the things in the house are all they have.

When Xiao Ai thought about carrying these things back to the city, she felt reluctant, but if she didn't take them with her, she would have to find a way to cash them in.

How can I cash out?

She walked around the house, looked at all the rooms, and then sat down to go over the outline of the story she had written down earlier.

I'm mainly thinking about the branches and twigs that I hadn't noticed before.

After figuring it out, she took out thirty yuan from a small cloth bag at the bottom of the box, held it in her hand and went to the village chief's house.