The old house of the Xia family.
Xia Zihan ran back crying all the way. He was terrified. The image of Xia Weian holding a machete with a ferocious look kept flashing before his eyes.
The machete looked like it was about to chop down at any moment.
"Woo, woo, woo."
There have been accidents one after another in the Xia family's old house in the past two days, and the team leader did not ask them to go to work, so everyone is at home.
When Old Mrs. Xia heard Xia Zihan crying, she hurried out, and Zhao Meilan also ran out.
"Zi Han, what's wrong?" Old Mrs. Xia felt very distressed when she saw Xia Zi Han crying out of breath. Although she had sent him out to work, he was still her precious grandson whom she had loved for so many years.
Old Mrs. Xia used her rough hands to carefully wipe Xia Zihan's tears.
"Zi Han, what happened? Tell your mother and she will definitely help you vent your anger." Zhao Meilan also stepped forward and asked with concern.
Xia Zihan cried for a long time before she could barely speak, "Third Uncle, Third Uncle wants to kill me."
"Third Brother Xia!" Old Lady Xia gritted her teeth.
"It's Xia Lao San again!" Zhao Meilan was so angry that her teeth were itching. However, she didn't dare to go to Han Liehu's house to look for him. Her husband was in trouble. If she went, what if...
Their eldest family would collapse.
"How dare Third Xia!" Old Madam Xia was so angry that she was spinning in circles. "Zi Han, tell me what's going on."
"Grandma, Mom." Xia Zihan recounted how he tried to snatch Xia Xiaowu's backpack.
"Xia Lao San wants to chop you down just for a basket of wild vegetables! What a wicked fellow! Come on, Zi Han, I'll take you to the captain!"
"Murder is a serious matter. Grandma will make the captain give you an explanation! Send Xia Weian to the Public Security Bureau and shoot him!"
Old Mrs. Xia perked up instantly. Killing someone is much more serious than the human trafficking that Xia Weian and the others mentioned!
She must let Xia Weian know that she is not someone to be bullied. Even if she cannot send him to be shot, she must make him get the receipt back and pay compensation!
Pay...50 yuan.
Yes! That’s it.
Old Mrs. Xia's cloudy, slanted triangular eyes flashed with excitement, like a vicious dog ready to hunt.
Xia Zihan was crying. He always felt that everything in Xia Weian's house should belong to them, his brothers. Those money-losing items were also theirs, not to mention the things in their hands.
Xia Zihan felt that he was not wrong, so he went with Old Lady Xia to ask for an explanation.
Zhao Meilan's brain wasn't working very well, but her mother-in-law was filled with righteous indignation. She felt that what her mother-in-law did must be right, and she had to follow suit to support her son.
If they didn't go to Han Liehu's house, Han Liehu would not come out to cause trouble for them.
That's it.
The three confused people who wanted to take advantage had just reached the door when they heard an angry shout from behind them, "Get back here, aren't you ashamed enough?"
Old man Xia stood at the door of the main hall, looking angrily at his useless old wife, his foolish eldest daughter-in-law, and his fifth grandson who had grown up crooked.
The three of them stood still, their arrogance just now suppressed.
Old Mrs. Xia said reluctantly, "Master, I also want justice for my child."
"Justice, what justice are you asking for? Let's not talk about whether Zi Han was right or wrong in stealing Xiao Wu's backpack. Let's just talk about the incident where Lao San chopped Zi Han. Who saw it?" Old man Xia asked coldly, lighting Old Lady Xia with the pipe in his hand.
Old Mrs. Xia felt that she was being scolded like a grandson in front of her grandson, and she was not convinced. She muttered softly, "Then, isn't our Zihan a witness?"
"Who can believe what Zi Han says? The relationship between our two families is so tense now. If you rush out like this, what good will it do you except getting scolded by the team leader and gossiped about by the villagers!" Old Man Xia really wanted to knock open Old Lady Xia's head to see what else was inside besides water.
"Big Boss's wife, take Zi Han back to the house and rest."
Old Man Xia said to Zhao Meilan.
It was rare for Zhao Meilan to glance at someone, then she turned her eyes and pulled Xia Zihan into the room where Xia Weian and the others used to live.
Zhao Meilan has been thinking about this house for a long time.
When Xia Weian and his family lived there, the kang was made by Xia Weian himself. It was top quality and didn't smoke at all. Song Qingyun also kept the house clean.
She has four sons, so they should have one more house. With all the chaos these days, the second son's family hasn't reacted yet, so she took it first, and it will belong to their family from now on.
Old Man Xia saw through Zhao Meilan's little thoughts at a glance.
Alas, this family, without the third brother's family, will break up sooner or later.
"Old man, we'll just let that bastard Xia Lao San bully our family." Old Mrs. Xia said angrily.
"Shut up! How could a mother say her son is a bastard?" Old Man Xia glared at Old Lady Xia fiercely.
Old Mrs. Xia quickly fell silent; she was used to being scolded.
"From now on, keep to yourself the things you shouldn't say," Old Man Xia warned.
"I understand." Old Mrs. Xia shrank her neck and went back to their house with Old Man Xia.
Xia Zirui, who had been listening at the door, heard everything the old couple had just said...
From what his grandparents said, it seemed as if his third uncle was not their biological son.
Xia Zirui frowned. His grandparents had always been mean to his uncle's family. He thought it was because his aunt had always given birth to daughters. Could there be some other reason that they didn't know about?
Xia Zirui looked back and saw his elder brother and his father lying on the bed groaning with their eyes closed. Xia Ziqian was probably tired and was lying there snoring.
Mother and Xia Zihan were not in the room at this time.
Xia Ziheng and Xia Zichen had not returned yet, and Xia Zihao was being taken to their room by his second aunt.
Xia Zirui crouched down as if possessed by a ghost and walked carefully to the window of Old Man Xia and Old Lady Xia.
The deliberately lowered voices of the old couple were heard in the room.
"Old man, that mean Third Brother Xia... bullies our grandchildren so much, and we are just going to let it go? Zi Han ran back today, but what if some other child doesn't run away next time?" Old Mrs. Xia said worriedly.
"If I had known that Xia Weian was so hard to tame, I might as well have strangled him to death to save myself the trouble. If he's not born to us, then he's unreliable."
Old Mrs. Xia kept chattering.
Old Man Xia swung his pipe and hit her hard. "I told you not to say it, you can't control your mouth. If the third brother knew about this, he would have to take back all the small yellow croakers we collected."
Old Madam Xia quickly covered her mouth and whispered, "Isn't that the money we used to take care of Xia Weian? How can we let him take it back?"
"You have a pig brain. Only two of the pens are for our care. The rest are for Xia Weian. There is also a receipt with our fingerprints on it." said old man Xia.
"Ah, yes, that's right. But, didn't they take the document away? They haven't come back in all these years. I'm afraid they're already dead."
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