Reborn as an Ugly Wife in the Countryside
Chapter 85: She is Bought by Me

Chapter 85: Chapter 85: She is Bought by Me

By then, a crowd had already gathered inside the house, and only because of the restraint imposed by ten strong men was everyone waiting for the delivery to end.

"Village Chief, it was her who brought these people here. Look, they’ve beaten up our entire family!"

At first, the old man pointed at Xiaoxiao and shouted at another elderly man.

"That wretch is fine, but where’s my grandson?" Only the old woman was still concerned about her grandson.

Xiaoxiao realized that the old man was Yang Qiu’s father-in-law, and the old woman was his mother-in-law. They had actually summoned the village chief.

"Village Chief, my sister was having a difficult birth, and they wouldn’t let us in, so we had to force our way in. We apologize for any offense."

Before Xiaoxiao could speak, Yang Ming protected her behind him and started explaining to the Village Chief.

"What in the world is going on here?"

At this moment, the Village Chief was also afraid; scared by those ten strong men, he didn’t want to get involved in trouble, but he couldn’t avoid this significant issue.

"My grandson, what about my grandson?" The old woman struggled to her feet, trying to rush towards Yang Qiu’s room.

Xiaoxiao immediately said, "The child didn’t survive!"

"What did you say? Give me back my grandson, give back my grandson."

The news drove the old woman mad, and she lunged at Xiaoxiao to grab her.

Startled by this sudden turn of events, Xiaoxiao still reacted quickly enough for Yang Ming to block the assault, and the crowd managed to pull the crazed woman away. However, Yang Ming’s face was scratched, leaving a bloody mark.

"You lot of cursed creatures, I will report you to the government office!"

The old woman continued to cry and scream!

Xiaoxiao scoffed disdainfully:

"It’s not clear yet who will sue whom! I will accuse you of attempted murder!"

"Village Chief, when we came here because my sister was giving birth, they wouldn’t let us in. We suspected something was wrong, and rightly so. We found my sister in the cellar. Who gives birth in a cellar? If we had not come, my sister would have died! Isn’t that attempted murder?"

At this moment, Yang Ming was also furious, determined to seek justice for his sister.

"How dare you! We’ll give birth wherever we choose. What business is it of yours? We wanted to save our grandson, and wouldn’t you do the same?"

The onlookers were shocked upon hearing this. The Village Chief found himself in a tough spot. After all, it is not his place to intervene in the decisions of childbirth and who gets protected!

Upon hearing this, Xiaoxiao was infuriated:

"We don’t care about that, but could you please explain the premature birth and the injuries on Yang Qiu?"

Once brought up, the crazed woman shut her mouth, and the family members all avoided eye contact, refusing to mention it!

"Who here is Wang Ergou? If he’s sensible, he’ll write the divorce papers immediately!"

It was then that a man in his twenties stood up:

"I won’t divorce! I bought her! I can beat her if I want!"

It turned out that Yang Qiu was beaten into premature labor by her own husband! This was inhumane. Yang Qiu would eventually die in this family; she must be saved.

"It’s your choice, go to court or divorce!"

Although Wang Ergou’s family were scoundrels, they were also afraid of going to jail. The cells at the government office were no place for humans. It was their fear that led them to choose the cellar, hoping to deal with her death quietly if it came to that. They never anticipated being discovered!

The old man thought it over; unable to face jail, he then said, "We can divorce, but you must pay Silver. We paid a good sum for her originally!"

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