Rebirth: The whole family travels through time together: Fubao Koi is busy eating melons

Zhang Sanwa, who was standing a little further away, quietly joined the discussion. His voice was not loud but clear and powerful: "If someone really climbed over the wall, there would be some clues left. Why don't we go and take a look around the courtyard wall? Maybe we can find some fresh footprints."

As soon as these words were spoken, the villagers' curiosity was instantly ignited, and they rushed to the corner, scrambling to check it out.

Amid the noise, Zhang Rui was the first to discover the two long and blurry marks on the east wall.

Faced with such irrefutable evidence, Boss Zhang wanted to continue to argue, but under the watchful eyes of the public, those fabricated lies seemed to lose their persuasiveness all of a sudden, and they got stuck in his throat and he couldn't utter them.

Finally, he reluctantly gave up resistance and called out Zhang Laoer's name, indicating that he wanted to go home. He secretly decided to use his elderly mother as his last trump card.

Upon seeing this, the village chief curled up a cold smile. He could no longer tolerate the Zhang family's arrogant attitude, and led the villagers to march towards the Zhang family compound.

Before leaving, Zhang Laoer looked back at his two sons at home and gave them some earnest instructions, asking them to stay at home and take good care of the two sisters.

Zhang Siwa agreed readily, thinking that since it was already late at night and he was no longer sleepy, he might as well light a warm bonfire after everyone left and throw in a few sweet potatoes.

At the same time, in the Zhang family compound, the old couple of the Zhang family lay on the bed, tossing and turning, each with something on their mind.

They had already known about Boss Zhang's planned night visit and were secretly looking forward to the sudden wealth.

Especially for Hu Cuimei, the fifty taels of silver seemed to have turned into countless beautiful fantasies, circling in her mind.

She had already begun to outline in her mind the distribution of the money.

Naturally, the eldest son’s education could not be neglected. New clothes were a must for him to go to school in town so that he would not be looked down upon by his classmates.

She also had to choose the best stationery, so that it would be worthy of her pride and expectations.

As for the expenses of a servant, although it is painful, it is also a symbol of dignity for a scholar.

Just thinking about the expense of at least ten taels of silver, Hu Cuimei couldn't help but feel a pang of pain.

At this moment, regret gathered in her heart like a trickle. If she had not let the second brother and his family leave so easily, wouldn't the fifty taels of silver be in her pocket now?

In the future, when the eldest child goes to school, it will be natural for the third or fourth child to serve as a servant.

And there is Wu Ya. Seeing her daughter growing up into a beautiful girl, she must have a decent dowry if she wants to find a good husband. Ten taels of silver is not too much.

When Wu Ya and You Niang were at home, they could still help with some housework. In this light, wasn't expelling them the stupidest decision?

The more Hu Cuimei thought about it in the night, the more upset she became. The fifty taels of silver seemed to have turned into an invisible loss, making her heart feel as if it was being stabbed by needles, causing her unbearable pain.

Just as everyone in the Zhang family was thinking about this and that, the silence on the tightly closed courtyard door was suddenly broken by a clearly audible knocking sound.

This sound, like a thunder in the middle of the night, instantly caught everyone's nerves.

Hu Cuimei's ears caught the sound and her heart was suddenly filled with joy.

She was almost certain that it was the husband she had been thinking about day and night, returning home with a full load of silver enough to solve all her difficulties.

A gentle smile unconsciously appeared on her face, and a glimmer of hope flashed in her eyes.

As for Old Lady Zhang, although she was old, she was also quick to react to the sudden noise.

In her eyes, which had experienced many vicissitudes of life, there flashed a barely perceptible gleam of light.

The family of three jumped out of bed almost at the same time. Their steps were hurried, yet they revealed a hint of impatience.

When Old Lady Zhang saw her daughter-in-law Hu Cuimei, whose expression was almost overflowing with joy, she couldn't help but frown slightly and muttered to herself: This idea was mine, so the money should naturally be kept by me, the head of the family.

How can a daughter-in-law be so anxious and impatient?

Hu Cuimei felt the reproach in her mother-in-law's eyes, her heart skipped a beat, and her pace involuntarily slowed down.

But in this moment of hesitation, Old Lady Zhang had already flashed and quickly rushed ahead.

She almost jumped for joy as she opened the door that separated the inside and the outside. The joy in her heart was like a spring that was about to burst out, eager to be released.

However, before she could see the man's face clearly, she blurted out, "Did you get the silver?"

"I got it." The answer was brief and cold, but it did not come from the person she was expecting.

The corners of Mrs. Zhang's mouth, which were originally slightly raised in anticipation, froze instantly when she heard the unfamiliar voice.

She looked carefully in the dim moonlight and saw a dozen strangers standing outside the door with expressionless faces and cold eyes.

This scene was like a bucket of cold water poured over her head, causing her to tremble all over.

Realizing that the situation was not good, Old Lady Zhang hurriedly tried to close the door, but those people were obviously faster and pushed her aside in just a moment.

Leading the group was the village chief, who had a stern look on his face.

Under his leadership, a group of people pushed and shoved Boss Zhang, who kept screaming in fear and was dragged into the yard.

Zhang Fu and Hu Cuimei were initially confused by this sudden change, but when they saw the village chief's intimidating look, they were overwhelmed by an ominous premonition.

The village chief looked around and saw the panic, confusion, and anger on the faces of the Zhang family members. He already knew what was going on.

He snorted coldly, pointed his finger at Zhang Lao Da who was struggling on the ground, and said sarcastically: "Look, this is the good son you raised so carefully. It's ok for him to do nothing normally, but now he has done such a thing of fratricide!"

When Mrs. Zhang saw her son’s face covered in bruises and wounds, she was heartbroken. Her maternal instinct drove her to become unyielding.

"Village chief, what you said is wrong. The second child is also our flesh and blood, the eldest child's younger brother. It is natural for an elder brother to care about his younger brother! You beat him up like this, you have to pay for his medical expenses!"

Facing Mrs. Zhang's unreasonable behavior, the village chief was firm: "How can a brother sneak to see his younger brother in the middle of the night? We have solid evidence of what your eldest son did. If you still insist, then I will ask your eldest son to go to the government office and let the county magistrate judge the right and wrong."

When Hu Cuimei heard this, her legs went limp and she almost collapsed to the ground: "Village chief, you can't do this. The eldest brother is already injured. If you really send him to the government office, our Dabao will be fatherless. How can we, an orphan and a widow, survive?"

The village chief shook his head and said resolutely: "Don't beg me, go beg your parents-in-law and ask them to think carefully about how they raised such a child. If he continues like this, even if we don't report him to the police, he will get into bigger trouble sooner or later!"