166 Do You Believe That I'll Pull Off Your Hair?
As soon as Ji Zhao finished speaking, the noisy crowd suddenly fell silent.
"With just your words? Why should we believe you?" Zhao Suqiu pursed her lips angrily. "Previously, during the drought, didn't my family sell two little girls? You said that the county magistrate was settling scores after the fall, so we have to believe you? I think you're just making up nonsense! You're so vicious to your grandmother who raised you! You'll definitely suffer retribution in the future."
"Pfft!" Zhao Lanhua rushed in front of her aggressively and grabbed her hair. She gritted her teeth fiercely. "If you dare to say anything about my third daughter-in-law again, do you believe that I'll pull your hair our?"
"Let go! Let go!" Zhao Suqiu did not expect Zhao Lanhua to be so fierce. She directly pulled her hair. Just as she was about to resist, she heard her mother's exclamation from the crowd.
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"Suqiu, this is incredible! Your father and your uncle were arrested by the bailiffs!"
The scene instantly became a mess.
When Shen Menghu rushed over, it was already quiet outside the Shen residence.
However, the villagers still gathered in groups of twos and threes, whispering to each other from time to time.
Shen Menghu knocked on the bamboo stick in his hand angrily. "Are you all so free? Have you dealt with the crops in the fields?"
Shen Menghu was already in his sixties. He had been the village chief for more than 40 years, and his aura was imposing. Coupled with his status in the villagers' hearts, he was highly respected. Therefore, the villagers were very respectful of him.
"Village Chief, Aunt Suqiu's father seems to have been captured!"
"Village Chief, what's going on?"
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"Village Chief, this Ji Ah Tao is so bad. Not only did she get someone to chop off her cousin's hands, but she also ruthlessly sent her grandmother to prison!"
"Village Chief, I think our village can't let a person like Ji Ah Tao stay!"
"Shut up, all of you!" Shen Menghu scolded with a straight face. "Are you all so free? Do you want me to find something for you to do before you stop?"
In the end, the onlookers left on their own.
Shen Yao stepped forward silently and welcomed Shen Menghu into the Shen family's courtyard.
In the central room.
Zhao Lanhua brought over a large bowl of green bean soup and said with a grateful smile, "Uncle Huzi, thank you so much for just now. If you hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid everyone wouldn't have been willing to leave!"
"They're all too free!" Shen Menghu complained.
"Dashan's wife, I'm here today to discuss the repair of the temple." Shen Menghu drank more than half a bowl of mung bean soup before he slowly said, "In the past few years, the weather hasn't been good. Shanghe Village is considered lucky. But I heard from Dashan that he wants to repair the entire temple to look more imposing?"
"Yes." Zhao Lanhua nodded seriously.
"How much money would that cost?" Shen Menghu shook his head in disagreement. "Although your family's situation in the village is considered good, even so, you can't spend money like this. Besides, didn't Dashan say a few days ago that he wanted to buy more homesteads to build houses?"
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Historical FictionNOTE: THIS NOVEL IS NOT MINE, and I'm not the one who translated it. Credit goes to the author and the translator of this novel! Alternative 穿书后我成了首辅的掌心宠 Author(s) Cheng Yi Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations PLOT: Ji Zhao...