Cultivation through the farm gate

"Village chief, you also know what happened yesterday. It was said yesterday that we stole the pheasants we hunted, and today it was said that we stole their silver hairpin bracelets...then tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and every day from now on, then we brothers and sisters How can the three of us live on? Although we have been cleared of our innocence these two times, who can guarantee that we will be able to get away next time?" Murong Yuehong looked at the village head.

The village chief was speechless when asked, and no one can guarantee what will happen in the future.

Murong Yue looked at those so-called relatives with red eyes, either with contempt, sarcasm, or calculations.

He closed his eyes and said slowly, "Grandpa the village chief, the three of us, the three of us, have already discussed it, and we would rather break up with them because of being oppressed by these so-called relatives."

When the villagers heard this, they looked at Murong Yue in disbelief.

Although the village chief guessed what happened yesterday, he still disagrees in his heart.

"Xiao Hao, you think so too?"

Murong Hao cupped his hands and said, "Village Chief, what Xiaoyue said is right. Ever since my parents died, my siblings and I have never had enough to eat or wear warm clothes, and we have been oppressed everywhere. I don't care if this oppression comes from outsiders." I can accept it, but it happens to come to our dearest relatives, it’s better to get out of this cage as soon as possible, at least it’s better.”

Although Murong Hao hated it in his heart, he still respected him very much and didn't name anyone by name.

At least they were still a family before the divorce.

After hearing his accusation, Murong Fu felt a little bit guilty, but only a little bit.

As for the others, I didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what I did.

Mrs. Zhao was dissatisfied with his accusation, so she said, "It's just a broom star, so you can die if you love it."

After hearing this, some villagers said to Mrs. Zhao angrily: "I said Mrs. Zhao, they are also your grandchildren after all, why are you so heartless?"

"That's right, you really don't deserve to be someone's grandma."

After hearing this, Mrs. Zhao looked sideways at the two of them.

"My grandchildren are only from the eldest and the third family, and these three broom stars are also worthy of being my grandchildren? Bah..." After speaking, Mrs. Zhao spat.

Everyone was ashamed of her behavior.

"Murongfu, do you also think that the three of them are not worthy to be your grandchildren?" The village head was very angry at Zhao's words, but he didn't care about an ignorant woman, and growled at Murongfu with a straight face road.

Murong Fu lowered his chin slightly, his eyes were erratic.

Although he didn't speak, the village chief decided that he was doing what Zhao said when he saw him like this.

He said angrily, "In this case, I will write the divorce papers now."

The village chief looked at Murong Qi, and shouted angrily, "Go and get your pen and ink."

Murong Qi considers himself a scholar, and the village chief shouldn't talk to him like that.

But the village head lost his temper, which was indeed a bit scary.

Murong Qi reluctantly walked into his study room, picked up a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and put them on the table that had just been moved out.

Just as the village chief was about to write, a voice interrupted him.

"Wait a moment."

This person is none other than Murong Fu.

"What are you doing?" The village chief was already dissatisfied with his behavior, and glared at him angrily.

"It's okay to break off the relationship, but we must return the three taels of silver that we separated before, and the ancestral house must also be moved out. Our family's ancestral house will not be used by unfilial children and grandchildren."

"Okay." After hearing this, Murong Hao agreed without thinking.

Murong Yue looked at him, not understanding why he agreed so quickly.

Some villagers couldn't bear to ask him: "Xiaohao, you don't have a house, where will you live in the future?"

"That's right! It's fine if you don't have a house to live in. If you break up the relationship, you won't have the protection of your family in the future. What should you do if something happens?"

Hearing these words, Murong Hao didn't waver at all.

When Murong Fu asked them to pay back the money and move away, his heart became more determined, it was right to break off the relationship.

With a wry smile, he said to those who persuaded him: "Uncles and aunts, don't worry! I have wronged myself, and I will not wrong my younger brothers and sisters."

"Hey! This Murong Fu and Mrs. Zhao are really too, such young children have the heart to be so heartless."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Zhao yelled, "Are we heartless? These three broom stars brought up the divorce. Did I force them?"

"Don't stand and talk without back pain. If there are three broom stars in your family, you will do the same."

"There is also our family's affairs. You don't need to point fingers. I really think you are something. Hmph"

"You..." The villagers were so angry that they pointed at her and gritted their teeth, but they didn't dare to speak again. After all, as she said, they were just outsiders.

"Father and mother, it's okay to break off the relationship, but they have to hand over the cloth bag on Murong Yue's waist." Murong Qi pointed to the cloth bag on Murong Yue's waist and said, his eyes were still shining.