“I also have a big bruise on my arm, and my older brothers are injured too. It was Da Jin and Da Yin who started it. We were just collecting firewood when the three of them came over and started trouble. It’s not our fault.” Zhou Wufu rolled up his sleeves to show his injuries, his little mouth chattering away just as much as Zhang Cui’s.
Zhou Laosan would never admit that he sent his three children to follow the quintuplets. He and Zhang Cui came to seek justice and demand compensation from his eldest brother's family. He didn't care who was right or wrong; he just wanted the benefits.
The two families were arguing fiercely, and the noise grew louder and louder. Xingxing tilted her head and watched for a moment, then tugged at Zhou Wufu's clothes.
"Fifth Brother, Fifth Brother, come here for a moment."
"What are you doing? Fifth Brother is busy." He hadn't won the argument yet, and stopping abruptly would ruin his momentum. But since his sister had something to say to him, he simply paused and went to a corner with her.
"Fifth Brother, Zhou Laosan's family is unreasonable, like a shameless dog, they're pestering us relentlessly. Let's go find the village chief to uphold justice." Actually, she was worried that Zhou Laosi and the others would come over later.
In this way, Uncle Zhou and his aunt couldn't win an argument or a fight, but when the village chief came, the Zhou family didn't dare to do anything reckless.
Zhou Wufu hesitated for a moment, then decided to listen to his sister, "Then I'll go and come back quickly."
“I’ll go with you.” Xingxing took his hand, and the two of them ran very fast.
When the village chief was invited over, the rest of the Zhou family members also arrived.
Old Zhou said gruffly, "Eldest brother, this girl was just picked up off the street. How can she compare to Da Hua, your own niece? Why are you two protecting an outsider?"
Let's not dwell on the fight between the three boys and your five boys today, but we can't just let bygones be bygones about the little girl biting Dahua.
"Father, what do you want to do?" Zhao Guihua asked with a stern face.
Avoiding his eldest daughter-in-law's gaze, Old Zhou said matter-of-factly, "Since he's not of the Zhou family bloodline and is always causing trouble, we might as well send him away."
"No one in the village wants to raise her, so I think we should send her to the slave trader in the prefectural city." The little girl is pretty and will definitely fetch a good price, Zhou Laosan thought happily.
"Pah, what utter nonsense! Xingxing is my own daughter. Anyone who dares to sell her, I'll chop up their whole family and then die in their house. If you want to lay a finger on my daughter, you'll have to step over my dead body first." Zhao Guihua shielded Xingxing behind her, brandishing her machete to keep everyone away.
Xingxing clutched the back of her clothes tightly, her eyes stinging with tears. She felt like crying. Aunt Guihua was so good to her; from now on, she would be Xingxing's mother.
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