Being scolded for dragging the oil bottle, the sturdy small peasant girl farmed to get rich

Chapter 115 Foresight (Eighth)
Chapter 115

What Zheng Youcai thought of at this time was, how could he have a fortune of 1 yuan!If he really got [-] taels, he could pack himself and send it to the magistrate.

"Is this the end of the matter?"

The plan fell through, and the husband and wife did not reflect on their own faults, but instead pursued Yun Xi's faults.

"How did she know our plan? Could it be that she bribed someone in our mansion?" Zheng Youcai's wife immediately became suspicious of the person serving Zheng Youcai.

Zheng Youcai shook his head: "Impossible!"

Zheng Youcai took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said: "What we have to worry about now is how to explain to the magistrate. If we offend the magistrate, we will have to move out of the prefecture city!"

Inside the Fucheng, there are Zheng Youcai's shops and properties, and outside the Fucheng, there are also his fields, how could he be willing to do so?

"What do you mean?" Zheng Youcai's wife asked uneasily after her breath stopped.

"We must give an explanation to the magistrate," Zheng Youcai made a distressed look, hiding the deep calculation in his eyes.

Tiger Poison Eater!

"What do you mean?" Zheng Youcai's wife was trembling.

"Ya'er is also ten years old this year," Zheng Youcai pretended to reach out his hand to cover his heart, making a look of angina in pain.

"Why?! That's our two precious daughters! We grew up holding them in our hands, ah!" Zheng Youcai's current wife screamed, and the scream seemed to pierce the sky.

"Do you think I'm happy?! We still have a son!"

Zheng Youcai's acting skills are quite high. He choked up his words and put his hands on his eyes. Tears poured out from between his fingers. He was so sad that it was unbearable to criticize him.

Zheng Youcai's current wife's eyes were glazed over, and her body swayed and fell backwards.

"Hehe...my son," Zheng Youcai's wife chose to keep her son in the choice between son and daughter.

And Zheng Youcai obviously expected this, so he said that, and made his wife a burden to death.

Zheng Youcai's current wife fell to the ground and howled at the sky, "Li Yunxi, I will never die with you!"

Obviously, she has agreed to let Zheng Youcai send her own daughter to the magistrate's mansion who loves children.

The leading strong man left early when he realized that the situation was wrong. Even though he had already exited the hospital, when he heard the heart-piercing roar of Zheng Youcai's current wife, he couldn't help but jump in shock.

Don't make him angry!
When the agreed five days came, Zheng Youcai's wife, out of breath from crying, sent her ten-year-old eldest daughter to the side door of the prefect's mansion.

"Mother, mother's heart..."

Zheng Youcai's current wife called this, and her son beside her said: "Mother, let's sell the property, let's get out of here, okay? Where can we go and not do business? Okay..."

Zheng Youcai couldn't listen to it, and Zheng Youcai's current wife wouldn't listen to it at all.

"It's all caused by that scourge Li Yunxi! My son, you must avenge your sister! Avenge your sister!"

Zheng Youcai's current wife twisted her face and grabbed the arm of her eight-year-old son and shook it violently, as if trying to shake his stomach out.

An eight-year-old child doesn't understand anything, it's just a half-white piece of paper, and it's just painted with the color "hate".

***
Yun Xi, who was far away in Green Tree Village, sneezed, rubbed her nose carefully, and was relieved to make sure no one noticed her disgusting unclean nose wiping action.

The walls of the new house have been fenced, and the door was installed today, and an auspicious time was chosen to install it.

Yun Xi stood aside with Li Xian, who covered his forehead, and Ling Heng, an extra family member, watching the door frame and door being installed little by little.

A double door was specially installed, and the threshold was designed to be detachable, which is convenient for horse-drawn carts and ox carts to enter.

It's so funny, the courtyard walls have been repaired, but the house inside has not even laid a foundation.

(End of this chapter)