Song Xiaohua went back to close the courtyard gate, locked it from the inside, and then barred it with something.
With a loud crash, the courtyard gate was kicked open, and Qiao Dameng was the first to rush in, followed by a large group of the Qiao family members entering the courtyard.
Everyone rushed to the various rooms, the grain shed, and the kitchen.
The best quilts and sheets, rice, flour, dried and pickled vegetables, oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar—all were packed up, and live chickens and ducks were also caught.
Take all the pots, pans, and utensils with you.
Useful tables and chairs were also carried on their shoulders.
"Good heavens! May lightning strike you! What are you doing? You're robbing us! A house full of robbers!" Old Mrs. Song cried out, trying to stop this person and that person, but to no avail.
"Of course we've come to eat up the last remaining members of your Song family," Old Lady Qiao sneered.
"Nonsense! Our Song family has men, and you dare to try and take them away, and say such things."
"So what if there's a man? If there's a man but he can't protect the family, the family line will die out. Does the distinction between men and women really prevent the family line from dying out?"
Old Man Joe, with his cloth bag hanging from his arm, was all smiles.
As for the rest of the Song family, they were all crippled and would need at least seven or eight days to recover. The Qiao family simply pushed them to the ground, leaving them no room to resist.
They watched helplessly as the Qiao family emptied every room in their house, carrying their belongings back and forth, then a second time, then a third, then a fourth—
The initial insults turned into kind words, then into pleas, but nothing worked.
The Qiao family knew perfectly well that the Song family begged for mercy not because they knew they were wrong, but because they were afraid.
Families like this deserve a painful lesson.
The villagers all rushed over to watch the spectacle. The Song family begged the villagers for help, but the villagers knew that the Song family had robbed the Qiao family first. If the Qiao family hadn't been good at fighting, their house would probably have been emptied. So no one helped the Song family; they just thought they deserved it.
Qiao Lian'er and Qiao Zhizhi searched every room, looked at each other and shook their heads, but couldn't find where the Song family hid their money.
The hidden compartments in the walls and on the floor were opened, the locked chest of drawers was pried open, and every possible place to put money was searched.
Perhaps because the Qiao family forcibly took away Qiao Yunni's dowry last time, the Song family was careful and hid the silver in a place that was hard to find.
It's a pity they can only rob once; they can't possibly rob a second time, otherwise the Qiao family would be going too far.
Old Mrs. Song was initially very worried and stayed close to the two sisters, but when the place where the money was hidden was opened, it was empty. Even she was puzzled. Where did the money go? Could it have been stolen beforehand?
No matter what, the money is gone, and that's over a hundred taels!
All those years of hard work vanished in an instant, like a bubble bursting.
Old Mrs. Song seemed to have lost all her soul; her face was deathly pale as she staggered and fell to the ground.
"Third brother, when are you coming back? There are too few men in the family, which is why we're being bullied."
Qiao Yunni was carrying a bag of rice away when she heard this and stopped, turning back to look at Old Lady Song.
But soon, she left as if nothing had happened.
Indeed, there is no clear news that Song Laosan is dead, so it is possible that he is still alive. However, after ten years of no news, everyone already knows what the outcome is.
It was Old Lady Song's tone that seemed to carry an indescribable certainty.
The men and women of the Song family were filled with despair, crying their hearts out, and began cursing and hurling all sorts of nasty insults.
After the villagers had had their fill of the excitement, they dispersed.
"It's all over, it's all over. This family is completely ruined. The money was stolen, and everything was taken away. God, why are you doing this to the Song family? What did we do wrong?"
“You members of the Qiao family are all going to hell, hooked by iron hooks and thrown into boiling oil, never to be reincarnated.”
Song Ruier walked up to Grandma Song and said, "Grandma, our family isn't finished yet."
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