Chapter 88 Did it hurt you?

The two of them entered the brigade yard together, and more than a dozen people came in.

The village chief Ming Dayou held a cigarette in his hand and had a signature smile on his face: "Zhuzhu, I heard that you want to give half of Taisui to your uncle. Let us witness it?"

Mingzhu also smiled, "Village chief, what's your memory? My aunt has been divorced for a long time. Where did my uncle come from? But in order to save my two poor cousins, this Taisui is going to be divided into half with the scum of the Song family."

Mingzhu walked in front of the crowd and told everyone righteously that the widow wanted to force her cousin to marry her incompetent son, and that these two scums asked her to exchange Taisui for her cousin.

Several people cast contemptuous eyes on the widow and Song Baoguo.

Song Baoguo felt guilty about being watched, but when he thought about getting the Tai Sui, he straightened his neck again, and was not afraid of boiling water.

Mingzhu asked the village chief to help write a document, which clearly stated that Ming Chunni used half of the Tai Sui to exchange for the custody of Song Ke and Song Xue, and from then on, Song Baoguo had no right to interfere in the future of the two sisters.

After both parties signed, Mingzhu cut the Tai Sui in front of everyone.

Song Baoguo was impatient to take it.

But Mingzhu quickly picked up the two pieces of Tai Sui at the same time.

Song Baoguo missed the offer and frowned unhappily, "Mingzhu, you've already signed it, do you still want to go back on your word?"

"Then you're overthinking it. I've always kept my word. I just saw that you two scumbags have bad character, so I'm afraid that after I give you Tai Sui, you'll come and accuse me of giving you fake Tai Sui. So, I want the villagers to see it for me first."

As she spoke, she walked around in front of everyone with the Tai Sui, and even let people touch it.

Some of them had seen the real Tai Sui in the previous real and fake Tai Sui incident, so they said, "It's real."

After everyone confirmed it, the village chief Ming Dayou also came over to touch it and remembered it firmly in his heart.

Mingzhu then threw half a piece of Tai Sui to Song Baoguo with a calm face.

After getting the Tai Sui, Song Baoguo was so excited that he exchanged glances with the old widow, then immediately said he had things to do at home, and left Xiaojing Village without looking back.

Mingzhu thanked everyone, and after everyone praised Mingzhu for her loyalty to her relatives, they left the group.

Mingzhu and the other two also went home together.

In the courtyard, the Song Ke sisters were waiting anxiously in the courtyard. When they saw them coming back, they hurried out to greet them.

Ming Chunni immediately smiled and handed Song Baoguo's signed contract to Song Ke.

Song Ke took it with trembling hands, lowered his head to read it, put the contract to his chest, squatted down, and sobbed.

"Cousin, thank you, thank you so much."

She originally thought that her miserable life would be dominated until her death by her father who only knew how to beat people.

Just a few days ago, when she overheard the widow say that in another year, she would marry that lazy and useless guy Sun Decai, she even thought of jumping into the well and dying.

She never had any hope of escaping.

But this hope was given to her by her cousin.

Ming Chunni was so distressed that she didn't know how to comfort her. She could only hug her and cry with her.

Mingzhu has worked in the hospital for so many years, facing birth, aging, illness and death every day, and she has long been immune to crying.

But at this moment, Song Ke's crying made her inexplicably empathize, and she felt a little sour and depressed in her heart.

She thought of something, turned to Jiang Duo and said, "Jiang Duo, please help boil the kettle."

Jiang Duo knew that Mingzhu had deliberately sent him away, so he went to the kitchen.

Mingzhu walked over, squatted in front of Song Ke, patted her shoulder, and asked in a low voice, "Xiao Ke, you should understand some things. Tell your cousin the truth, did the old widow's son bully you...succeed?"

Song Ke choked and tried to stop crying, looking at Mingzhu with tears in her eyes, "It seems...succeeded."

Ming Chunni heard it, and slapped herself twice in self-blame, "It's all my fault! I didn't protect you well."

Mingzhu held Ming Chunni's hand, frowned and said, "Aunt, don't be impulsive."

She just caught a word, it seems.

She hurriedly asked again: "What do you mean by 'seemed'? What did he do?"

Song Ke lowered his head, blushing with shame, and hesitated for a moment, "He wanted to kiss me, but I didn't let him, so he pressed me under the quilt, touched me, and rubbed me all over..."

"How did he rub?"

Song Ke didn't know why her cousin asked this, but seeing her cousin's serious look, she couldn't help but answer, blushing as if blood could drip out, she said: "He rubbed me several times from behind."

Mingzhu pinched her eyebrows, it was indeed rubbed, but the answer was still a little vague.

She thought about it and asked again: "Did you feel pain?"

Song Ke frowned, and finally just shook his head, "No."

Mingzhu breathed a sigh of relief, "Then were your clothes taken off at that time?"

Song Ke shook his head: "No."

As expected!

People in this era are more innocent, and they don't have as many opportunities to come into contact with and understand that kind of thing as in later generations, so they may not understand the concept of success.

Mingzhu raised her hand to cover her forehead, feeling a little amused: "Then he was just a hooligan to you, but he didn't succeed. To do that kind of thing, you can't wear clothes underneath, so you are still a clean lady, don't cry."

Song Ke was stunned for a moment, and turned to look at Ming Chunni in disbelief.

Ming Chunni was embarrassed to talk about this topic, and only said: "Your cousin is right." Song

Ke cried even harder, but this time, her cry was seven parts of the luck of surviving a disaster and three parts of happiness.

She had nothing to do with that Sun De, really, it was great.

Mingzhu looked at Song Ke and smiled, then stood up and saw Song Xue, who was half a head shorter than her, standing there, looking at her with a guilty look.

She glared at him fiercely and turned to the kitchen.

Seeing this look, Song Xue said angrily, "Mingzhu, since you have kept me here, why are you so fierce to me?"

Mingzhu stopped and looked back at her, "What did you call me?"

Song Xue shrank her neck, but she was stubborn since she was a child, and she had never liked Mingzhu, so she replied righteously: "Your name is Mingzhu."

Mingzhu walked over and patted her on the back of her head: "My name is Mingzhu, but can you call me by these two words?"

Song Xue pursed her lips and looked at Ming Chunni with some grievance, trying to seek help.

Mingzhu pinched her chin, turned her head, and forced her to look at herself, "I am talking to you, and your mother is useless. I will give you another chance. What should you call me?"

This child has been spoiled and needs to be re-educated!