Chapter 147

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Protagonist:

Chai Mi

Song Qiuping simply had no way to go back to her mother's family and speak of this matter... if it were a mistake or fault from some other place, she would have just accepted it.

But, it was just her own cousin having a few pimples on her face, and still from drinking alcohol, a trivial little thing that would be gone in a few days, and it actually led to a broken engagement.

It was simply absurd to the extreme!

Even more excessive was that Chai Dajun even made Song Qiuping send a mirror to Song Qiushui.

And it was precisely this mirror that became the last straw that crushed Song Qiuping!

Their meaning was to let Song Qiushui take a good look in the mirror... she wasn't worthy of Chai Dajun!

Song Qiuping helplessly went home and told the matter.

The entire Old Song Family exploded!

They were determined to beat Chai Dajun to death, to avenge the grudge and wipe out the humiliation!

But before they even went...

Song Qiushui, due to excessive grief, holding that mirror, slit her wrists and committed suicide...

In the end, although the person was rescued and saved, from then on she was never again that spirited little sister.

Ever since then, Song Qiushui never smiled again, was silent and withdrawn all day, hid whenever she saw people, and suffered a severe mental shock.

Many, many years passed, yet she still showed no improvement.

Ultimately, she also never managed to marry...

Sigh...

Chai Mi thought of this moment and sighed.

The Old Chai Family has committed quite a lot of sins...

In the whole Old Chai Family, there are almost no good people!

Chai Mi: I fucking regret that I'm also surnamed Chai; when I curse, I always end up dragging myself into it... so fucking awkward!

But today I won't go chat with Song Qiushui; this girl is still acting crazy today, Chai Mi is really afraid she'll steal Da Lao Song's little shop clean and give it all to her...

This thing is extremely possible!

As for why Chai Mi would add fuel to the fire and let Chai Youfu get beaten, it's completely because right now Chai You De's leg is broken, and there's no one else who can beat him anymore...

Chai Mi thought, once Chai You De recovers, I'll definitely make his leg break a few more times...

Just like that, in a flash, it was evening; Chai Mi's family ate dinner, and she herself went to the courtyard to enjoy the cool.

Although it wasn't the dog days of summer yet, it was already hot beyond measure; temperatures of thirty-something degrees, even by evening there was still no sign of cooling down; even when the wind blew over, it was hot, making one uncomfortable.

Chai Xiu was reading those boring comic books...

Chai Youqing, on the other hand, pretended to be diligent, going to give Old Qingniu a small iron brush to brush its hair...

Chai Mi: Look at this person, purely mentally sick! The old cow is already tired from work; Chai Youqing probably fears the cow is hot, brushing its hair to cool it down...

The problem is, the cow is already tired; can't you just let it rest properly?

But Chai Youqing probably didn't think that way.

"Hey hey hey... Dad, if you've got nothing to do, go repair the plow handle."

(The plow handle is an old object; by later times it has basically gone extinct. Plow handle is the local dialect term — a tool made of wood or iron used for plowing fields. Mostly pulled by oxen, also by donkeys and mules. This plow handle now only appears in many literary works from the 70s and 80s; even Baidu can't find it. Simply described: the ox pulls in front, the plow handle is behind, on the plow handle is mounted an iron plow blade... used for tilling soil. Here, plowing, planting, harrowing, furrowing, turning soil — all use the plow handle.)

"I feel the plow handle has nothing wrong with it..."

"Don't be stubborn; that plow blade is already crooked beyond shape, it keeps bumping the seedlings — can't you see it!" Chai Mi said impatiently: "That's working for someone else's family; the seedlings aren't our own, so I couldn't be bothered to say anything. You can't see it yourself!"