Chapter 187 You will be blocked by the villagers

The stepmother was stunned and stared at Fan Jiefang, "What's the matter between him and me?"

Bo Qihua was unmoved.

She sneered and said, "That's great. I will go to the town to report Fan Jiefang for bigamy and let the police arrest him and put him in jail for life!"

"Ah?! How is this a crime?"

"What is bigamy? Isn't she saying it to scare people?"

The man surnamed Gu heard it, looked over and explained, "Bigamy means that you got married once, didn't get divorced, and married someone else again. Did they get a marriage certificate?"

Someone nodded, "Yes, the village did it together."

The villagers looked at Fan Jiefang with different eyes.

The older generation was so anxious that they kept shouting at Fan Jiefang, "Why don't you tell me quickly? I really want to put you in jail."

They also advised the stepmother, "Jiefang's family, please advise him. If he goes to jail, you will be left without a man."

The stepmother panicked.

"Boss, tell me quickly!"

Fan Jiefang spit at Bo Qihua while running, "You want to trick me into telling you, I tell you, you can't do it without money..." Before

he finished speaking, he was grabbed by the neck and lifted into the air.

"If you don't want to say it, then don't say it, just strangle you to death."

The man surnamed Gu raised his eyes and glanced at him, and pinched his fingers hard.

Fan Jiefang's eyes widened instantly, his breathing became rapid, his feet kicked wildly, and his hands slapped the man's back of the hand and arm, but the man was not affected at all.

Fan Jiefang's eyes were red, and he was desperate to breathe but couldn't, looking like he was dying.

The villagers were so scared that they lost their voices.

The stepmother's legs and feet were weak, and she opened her mouth and screamed, "Ah! Ah! I say, I say it for him!"

The man surnamed Gu let go, and Fan Jiefang crawled on the ground like a puddle of mud, holding his neck and coughing loudly. His face and eyes were full of fear of the man. He curled up and backed away, trying to get farther away from the man.

"Speak." The man surnamed Gu looked over.

The stepmother shuddered, her face pale and she kept saying "ah". Seeing that the man surnamed Gu looked impatient, she started to cry.

She cried and said, "...she really ran away with someone. It was a local thug named Li Wenfeng from Shanhe Village. He fell in love with that dead girl...that stinky girl, got her pregnant, and persuaded her to run away with him..."

Bo Qihua frowned, "Go on."

"...I said, I...your daughter was not very good at pregnancy. She gave birth to three money-losing babies. Her in-laws looked down on her. Recently, I heard that her husband died, and she and her children were, were..."

"What happened?" Bo Qihua's heart skipped a beat, and he stepped forward to ask.

The stepmother looked up at her, feeling jealous and inexplicably happy, "...she was chased away by her in-laws."

"Where did she go?" Bo Qihua continued to ask.

The stepmother raised her hand to wipe away her tears, "Who would know? Our family was poor and couldn't afford to raise so many girls, so... we just pretended not to know. Anyway, when the girl left, she severed all ties with us. She didn't recognize me as her stepmother, and I was too lazy to care about her so much."

Bo Qihua felt a pang of heartache and turned to look at Fan Jiefang, "What about you? You watched your daughter being taken away by her in-laws, leaving her with several children helpless. Have you ever thought about how they would make a living..."

"A married girl is like water spilled out. She is no longer a member of our Fan family. Why should I care about her?"

Fan Jiefang crawled up to the old man in the village at some point, hugged his thighs tightly, and trembled.

Although the older generation of villagers thought his words were cruel, but...it was not easy for any family these days. Fan Jiefang still had a son who had not married yet. He was also a gambler and did not have the spare money to support his married daughter.

Besides, it was not reasonable for a married daughter to continue to be supported by her family.

Although the villagers sympathized with Fan Qingyi's situation, most of them only cared about their own affairs. Who cared about the life and death of an outsider?

At most, they would say a few words, saying that the child was pitiful. Her biological mother ran away when she was very young, and she was treated like a servant by her stepmother. She finally got married, but her husband died.

She was not fertile and only gave birth to three girls. She was kicked out by her in-laws and who knew where she would beg for food with her three children.

Alas, how pitiful.

Bo Qihua has lived here for several years, how could he not understand the indifference of human nature here.

Just thinking about it makes him feel suffocated for his daughter's unknown life.

"Qingyi..."

She whispered softly, feeling a pain in her heart.

The man surnamed Gu supported her, "Qihua, don't panic. We know that she married to Shanhe Village, so we will go to Shanhe Village and ask people.

We will always know where she took the child." "Yes, yes, let's go to Shanhe Village to ask people."

Bo Qihua exhaled tremblingly and grabbed the man's arm to exert force.

The two of them lifted their feet and walked out.

The villagers sympathetically made way for the two to walk out, and then followed behind them not too far away.

When they arrived at the entrance of the village, the driver waiting in the car saw the two people coming out, and hurriedly got out of the car and opened the back door.

The man surnamed Gu helped Bo Qihua get in, and when he was about to get in the car, a young wife with her sleeves rolled up came out.

She squeezed to the front and said to them, "If you want to go to Shanhe Village, go directly to the village chief, or go to Aunt Song!"

Bo Qihua heard the hidden meaning and leaned over the window to look at the young wife, "Why?"

The young wife frowned and sighed.

"...Anyway, you will all know it sooner or later, that is...the people in our village had received favors from Uncle Wenfeng before, and they heard that Uncle Wenfeng was killed by Aunt Qingyi, so they hated her to death. If it weren't for the village chief's intervention, Aunt Qingyi's twins would have been almost buried alive by the Li family..."

"What?!"

Bo Qihua felt a buzzing sound in his head, and then his mind went blank, "How dare they?!"

The young wife smiled bitterly. This was not a matter of dare or not. At that time, the villagers were like crazy, they just wanted Aunt Qingyi to be buried with Uncle Wenfeng, and they also thought that Wen Fengshu would miss his concubine in the underworld, and wanted to send his concubine to him.

When she heard it at that time, she was almost scared to death!

Aunt Song invited the village chief over, otherwise...

It was too late to say anything.

"...Fortunately, they listened to the village chief, so he drove them out of Shanhe Village. As for where they went, Auntie Song should know, but she is very tight-lipped and won't tell anyone. They should be at home during the New Year, so go ask them."

After the young wife finished speaking, she pursed her lips and said in embarrassment, "You...don't tell the people in Shanhe Village that I said that. I...have to go back to my parents' home."

"Good girl, thank you!"

Bo Qihua took off a ring from his finger, stuffed it under a box of biscuit paper, and handed it to the young wife.

"Hide the ring, don't let anyone see it, find a chance to exchange it for money and spend it yourself."

The young wife's eyes lit up, "Thank you!"

She said that good people will be rewarded, money is the confidence of being a daughter-in-law, and she can stand up straight in her husband's family after exchanging money.

"... Aunt Song's name is Song Qingzhi, you can go directly to her, and..."

The young wife glanced at Bo Qihua's face and reminded her, "Let this uncle ask, you look a bit like Aunt Qingyi, if someone recognizes you, you will be blocked by the villagers."