"Sir, village chief, did you hear that? They're leaving me no way to survive!"
"Whoever tries to steal my wife, I'll starve them!"
Shui Shengniang shouted.
Granny Gui had already seen through this man; he was a bully who preyed on the weak and feared the strong. Granny Gui raised her stick and stood in front of him.
"You dare to make a move? If you dare to steal someone, I'll beat you to death!"
"At worst, I'll give you my life!"
......
Deng Zisong looked at the farce unfolding before him and Wan You's permissive attitude, his face showing displeasure.
Feng Da reminded him, "Village Chief Wan, the magistrate has clearly given the order. If you have no objections, please reassure the villagers and come with us to complete the transfer procedures."
Wan You remained silent, his face grim.
Deng Zisong glanced at him and advised Shui Sheng's mother:
"Auntie, think of your son, Shuisheng. Shuiwang is gone. If you keep acting like this, how can he take care of himself if he's left alone in the world?"
Shui Sheng Niang paused, then fell silent.
Deng Zisong's gaze shifted to the villagers behind her.
"Besides your own son, look at the villagers who are protecting you and your son!"
"Are you really going to ruin the reputation of Wanjia Village because of your family's affairs? Aren't you worried that it will affect their sons getting married and their daughters getting married?"
The villagers whispered among themselves, clearly having taken some of Deng Zisong's advice to heart.
The conflict has not escalated, but there are still no signs of a resolution.
Wanyou remained unmoved.
At this moment, Ruan Qian walked to Deng Zisong's side, and with his permission, stepped forward.
Ruan Meng and Ruan Zheng quickly followed behind and beside them.
Ruan Qian said to Shui Sheng Niang, "We can accept the aunt's request to return the betrothal gifts."
Trusting the Ruan family, Village Chief Feng Tao did not rush to speak.
Ruan Qian added, "Three hundred taels is unrealistic. People aren't cattle or horses, constantly being enslaved. Ah Chun married into the family and took care of you all for so many years, now she has to support herself..."
"We've already been generous by not asking for compensation. We have no objection to continuing the stalemate. Since the magistrate has spoken, further arguing will not help."
“If you go back now, you can complete the formalities directly, and Ah Chun will have no further connection with Wanjia Village. So, Auntie, you still need to face reality.”
"Three hundred taels is unrealistic, and Fengjia Village won't agree to it either. How about one tael?"
Shui Sheng Niang's eyes widened; clearly, this was far from what she had expected!
But the young man opposite her made her feel guilty, and she already knew in her heart that he couldn't possibly ask for too much money.
Unexpectedly, the county magistrate was so protective of them that the village chief was powerless against him...
The key is, there's an old bastard in front of us, who doesn't seem to be afraid of death at all...
She had a feeling that getting three hundred coins back was already pretty good.
When the other party offered her one or two ounces, she began to waver.
Shuisheng knew his mother best and sensed it, so he immediately climbed forward and grabbed her.
"No! Mother, I don't want three hundred coins, I just want Ah Chun! I only want Ah Chun! Otherwise, I can't live!"
Shui Sheng's mother couldn't stand her son's pathetic, life-or-death behavior. He wanted Ah Chun? If he was so capable, he should go and fight for it himself!
All you do is egg your mother on!
Shui Sheng's mother pushed her son aside and looked at Ruan Qian, "Can you make that decision?"
Upon hearing this, the people of Fengjia Village couldn't help but whisper among themselves, their faces beaming with joy.
Ruan Qian turned his head and saw that Village Chief Feng nodded in approval before giving Shui Sheng Niang a clear answer.
"Can."
"Okay! We'll do it your way, but Ah Chun isn't allowed to take any of the things from the house!"
The people of Fengjia Village looked on with disdain.
Who cares about the filth in your house!
Ruan Qian replied, "Okay."
Even so, Ruan Qian did not make any move to pay.
Because Ruan Qian spoke in a gentle and soft-spoken manner, the emotions of the villagers from both villages calmed down somewhat.
"but......"
Ruan Qian spoke slowly, facing Magistrate Deng.
"Sir, Ah Chun is seriously injured, caused by her former husband's family and Wanjia Village. Is it reasonable for her to apply for medical expenses?"
Deng Zisong succinctly stated, "It's perfectly reasonable."
Shui Sheng's mother's expression changed, and the people of Fengjia Village began to whisper among themselves.
Ruan Qian looked at Ruan Meng, "Little sister, you often go to the pharmacy. For someone like Ah Chun, how much would it cost?"
Ruan Meng counted on her fingers, "The consultation fee and medicine cost will probably be at least one or two taels, right? Ah Chun's body is damaged, and it will be difficult for her to conceive in the future. She will need to recuperate slowly..."
"Even after ten or eight treatments, it might not be cured; even twenty ounces might not be enough to stop it..."
Ruan Qian then asked Shui Sheng's mother, "Auntie, what do you think? If we even things out and neither side needs to compensate the other..."
"Would it be more cost-effective for us to pay one or two taels of silver, while you cover the consultation fee and medicine costs?"
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