Chapter 84

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Protagonist:

Chai Mi

What a load of bullshit!

Chai Mi's face turned ice-cold in an instant, her brow filled with displeasure and anger. Half of it was an act Chai Mi put on for others to see; the other half was because Chai Mi was genuinely so angry her stomach hurt.

Before, Chai Mi had thought Wang Huirong was a mean, unreasonable, petty, malicious mother-in-law who liked to make things difficult for her mother. But now it seemed this Wang Huirong was obviously even more vicious.

Even disgusting.

And... quite ridiculous.

A single piece of wood, and she went to report it... who knows, if anything happens at home in the future, she might not go report that too.

This old undying thing is truly a fucking piece of shit.

Xiao Liuzi was an old hand at this after all; it wasn't any big deal, and he was quite willing to give Liu Zhanggui some face: "So that's how it is... since it's his birth mother, it must be a misunderstanding."

"Go on, go on... my family happens to have a noisy big rooster, I've long disliked it, today's perfect to stew it, counts as everyone helping me — eliminating a pest for the people." Liu Zhanggui's words were exceptionally smooth.

This was one thing Chai Mi could never learn; clearly Liu Zhanggui was treating them to a meal, but the way he put it, most people really couldn't refuse.

"Fourth Uncle, why not arrange it at my place..." Chai Mi suggested: "Making you spend money, how embarrassing."

Liu Zhanggui waved a hand: "This has nothing to do with your family."

Liu Zhanggui signaled for Chai Mi and Chai Youqing to just go home; this elm tree matter was already over.

Afterward Liu Zhanggui led Xiao Liuzi and the rest, a mighty procession, to the village Accountant Song Qingshan's house.

Sent-down youth in the countryside generally ate and lodged in the village. And Sanjiacun had always had Song Qingshan in charge of meals, so everyone was used to it.

After Liu Zhanggui and the others left, Chai Mi returned to the room.

Chai Xiu had actually been woken by the commotion at the door too; she was dressed neatly, looking proper like a little elementary student, peering around the room. When Chai Mi entered, Chai Xiu carefully asked: "Sister, what happened? Why did so many people come to our house?"

What happened?

Now Chai Mi found it funny just thinking about it.

Although Chai Mi hadn't studied much, in her previous life she had lived through decades of ups and downs; even so, she had truly never heard of a birth mother framing her own birth son.

The only historical record was the Northern Wei Empress Dowager Hu poisoning her own birth son with wine out of boredom, but that era was precisely a chaotic one; aside from that there really hadn't been any.

Just thinking like this, Chai Mi actually laughed involuntarily.

But she wasn't really wanting to laugh; she was so angry her stomach hurt a bit.

"Nothing much, Lao Diao Pozi reported your dad, saying he stole a tree."

"Ah? Grandma reported our dad?" Chai Xiu was still young, so she didn't think much of it, just comforted: "Sister, don't worry, even if Dad goes to squat the fence and eat cornbread he won't starve. Doesn't he often teach us that a prisoner with a piece of cotton can last seven days without starving? He'll definitely be fine."

"Definitely fine." Chai Mi suddenly looked at the little red short-sleeved shirt Chai Xiu was wearing, and suddenly said as if a thought struck her: "Xiu'er, go fetch a certificate, take it to him."

"What certificate?"

"The ones I got before — Three-Good Student, Study Model, Brave Deed. Right, you take that Brave Deed certificate, change it to our dad's name, then give it to him."

Chai Xiu's face turned awkward, rubbing her hands with nowhere to put them, carefully saying: "Sister, I can't write characters."

"Useless thing."