"Since Auntie said so, I will be the one to do this evil thing." Zhao Dahe looked at Mrs. Zhao and said.
"My brother is dead. You should quickly pack your things and go home. Let's get together and relax. Don't make it too ugly."
As soon as Madam Zhao came to her senses, she heard Zhao Dahe telling her to leave. She couldn't believe it and asked, "What will happen to my two daughters if I leave?"
"Your daughter is from the Zhao family, so naturally she can't leave with you!"
"A blind old lady and two girls who haven't reached the age of hair, how do they live? Who feeds them, who feeds them? You?"
Madam Zhao asked repeatedly.
Zhao Dahe choked for a moment and said with insufficient confidence: "Of course it's me, can I still count on you?"
"Okay, in that case, tell me, how much silver can you give them every year?
If the old lady is sick, can you give her money to treat her?
When my daughters are old enough to get married, can you find a good in-law for them?
The folks are all here today, so let me all testify, how do you plan to take care of them? "
Everyone present nodded, and the old lady also listened attentively. After all, it was related to her future life, and she didn't know how the Zhao family's nephew planned to provide for him in his old age.
Just as Zhao Dahe was thinking about how to answer, there was another noise outside the door. It turned out that it was Zhao Dashan's uncle Zhao Zhong who came to the door.
This uncle had not moved around for many years, but when he came in, he grabbed the old lady's hand and said, "Second sister-in-law, it's really hard on you for a white-haired person to send a black-haired person."
This sentence brought back the sadness of the old lady and made her cry again.
They have to be blood relatives, otherwise, who would miss her as an old lady at this time.
There were whimpering sounds outside, and one child cried particularly loudly.
The old lady wiped her eyes and asked: "Whose child is this? Is it crying so sadly? Is it specially sent to us as a gift to Dashan?"
Zhao Zhong heard her question and quickly replied: "This is my little grandson. He has just turned ten this year. Your Dashan family has no son, so he has to adopt one and help him throw pots and coffins. My grandson is smart and for Dashan's sake, he I am willing to adopt him to your family."
"Only ten years old, then..." The old lady wanted to say that the child was too young.
Zhao Dahe on the side was not happy at first.
"Third uncle, this is your fault. Dashan and I are biological brothers, and the adoptive son is chosen from my family first. My youngest son is fourteen years old, so it is just right for him to be adopted by my younger brother."
Zhao Zhong snorted coldly; "Logically speaking, your son should be adopted, but others don't know, but I know very well that your little son is mentally retarded and can't even speak clearly.
After inheriting Dashan's family fortune, not to mention not being able to take care of the old lady, whether the family fortune can be saved is a question. "
"This is our business, you don't need to worry about it!"
"How can I not care about the property of the Zhao family? Dashan has no sons. Anyone who is a member of the Zhao family is entitled to a share of the property."
"I don't see you coming around usually, but now you're here to take advantage of me. How can there be such a good thing in the world?"
"Aren't you also interested in his family's property? How about you come?"
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The more the two people talked, the more angry they became, and they almost started to fight.
The old lady kept listening to what they said, but later she realized something was wrong.
These people didn't care about her life or death at all, they just wanted to take away the land.
She felt sad, and all the hope in her heart turned into anger. She shouted at the two of them: "Shut up, all of you. My old lady is still alive. You can't even think of taking away my son's property."
"Auntie, there is no son in Dashan. These fields will be divided sooner or later. Instead of giving them to others, it is better to give them to my Junsheng. When the time comes, let Junsheng live in your house. I will build you a side house. I will definitely not be short of you. of."
Zhao Dahe felt that he had done his best, but the old lady was not confused either.
These evil-minded people actually want to drive the old woman out of the house, leaving no way for her to survive.
It was only then that she felt that Mrs. Zhao was not so bad.
At least she obeyed her in everything, and took good care of her food, drink, and toilet.
"You all get out of here. As long as I'm here, no one can take away my son's property."
The old lady seemed crazy. She picked up the things at hand and threw them out. No matter who it was, everyone in the room left after a while.
Avoiding the crazy old lady, they again targeted Madam Zhao. Zhao Dahe stopped mentioning the divorce. The two families surrounded Madam Zhao and insisted on letting her choose an heir.
Xu Zhengxiang watched the excitement outside for a long time, and was very disgusted with the Zhao family's behavior of taking advantage of the situation.
Seeing Mrs. Zhao being forced into a corner by the two families, she couldn't help shouting loudly: "It's sunny and daytime, do you still want to take advantage of the situation? We people in Qingshan Village are not that easy to bully."
The few women who were watching could not stand it for a long time.
This kind of bullying of orphans and widowed mothers made them feel very deeply.
She has obviously devoted her whole life to her husband's family, so why does the family's property have nothing to do with the woman after her husband's death?
"That's right! Don't come to our Qingshan Village to bully people!"
"Be careful of killing people. If something happens, Li Zheng will definitely report you to the county government!"
It was said that Cao Cao had arrived. Li Zheng heard the noise here and came over immediately.
He said to several people: "It is my law that a widow must observe mourning for her husband for three years. Her mother-in-law is still here, and outsiders like you can't make the decision."
Having said this, he shouted to the inside through the window: "Ms. Zhao Qian, if you don't want to adopt Zhao's nephew, I will help you drive these relatives out of Qingshan Village. In the future, you mothers can study it on your own." Pass."
The old lady had already understood the situation in front of her. Now she didn't believe anyone, and she didn't want to give the inheritance left by her son to anyone else. So she shouted: "Drive them all out, and no one will want to attack the family in the future." The idea of farming, otherwise..."
As she spoke, she took out a pair of scissors from under the bamboo mat and made two gestures to her neck: "If you force me again, I will die in front of you and make you all pay for me with your lives!"
Seeing that things were not going to work, the people from the Zhao family stopped crying and left cursing.
Three days later, Zhao Dashan was buried.
Mrs. Zhao spent 50 Wen to hire the stupid grandson of Madam Zhao from the village to break the basin.
The silly grandson had never seen so much money. He cried very hard on the day of the burial, as if his biological father had really died.
After the funeral, all disputes came to an end for the time being.
Mrs. Zhao finally used the Xiao family's threshing machine. On the day she finished her work, she carried a bag of grain and went to return the grain to Xu Zhengxiang.
Xu Zhengxiang still ignored her and asked her to leave after accepting the food.
Madam Zhao changed her usual attitude and thanked Xu Zhengxiang in a polite manner.
