The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1848: Not leaving, not leaving even if it kills me!

Chapter 1848: Chapter 1848: Not leaving, not leaving even if it kills me!

Ya Tu was desperate too.

He didn’t know who this person was, but why was he talking about a master and ordering him to move out of Ya Village?

His ancestors had all lived in Ya Village; where could he possibly move to now?

"Ah, head of the house, what are you doing, eh? Why are you suddenly handing out money? She’s your daughter!" Mother Ya came out of the kitchen upon hearing the commotion, just in time to see her husband slap their daughter across the face.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she hurried over.

But before she could reach them, Zhe Jue blocked her way.

With a ’bang.’

Mother Ya was sent sprawling into the dirt by Zhe Jue.

"Is it you, woman, who let your daughter seduce my master?"

His cold eyes looked down at Mother Ya who lay on the ground, as he walked over and then stomped on the back of her hand.

"Ah!"

The next moment, Mother Ya let out a blood-curdling scream.

It wasn’t until now that Ya Tu finally understood who the master the cruel man before him was referring to; who else could it be but his foster son?

Incredible, he thought, how ruthless the man was to them, not sparing a second thought for the bonds of kinship, to strike without hesitation.

"Wait, wait, don’t hurt anyone," he said.

He heard his wife’s screams and, seeing that Zhe Jue had no intention of lifting his foot, quickly let go of his daughter and rushed over.

"Let go, let her go. Even if we did something wrong, your master is still our foster son, is it wrong to criticize him a bit? Doesn’t he care at all? We’re his elders!"

He felt it was time to assert his position as an elder, otherwise who knew how they might be bullied next.

"Elder?"

Zhe Jue lifted his foot off Mother Ya but then yanked Ya Tu up by the collar of his clothing.

"What are you to claim the stature of my master’s elder?"

Those who are only interested in money, who bullied our young lord at every turn, dare to prattle on about being an elder; isn’t that just laughable?

"I’m giving you one hour to pack up and get out. If you’re not gone in an hour, I’ll set fire to this house and burn it down!"

As he spoke, he even gave the Ya Tu’s house an evaluative glance.

"This house was built with the silver my master earned for you, right? Then it’s also my master’s property. Since it’s my master’s property, what right do you people have to live in it!"

"You... you..."

Ya Tu was so frightened by Zhe Jue’s ferocious bearing that he was at a loss for words.

They were forcing him to leave, but this was his home, the place where he had lived for so many years; how could he possibly leave?

He thought perhaps Sui Zimo was just trying to intimidate them; surely he wouldn’t dare to do anything too outrageous, especially since this was Ya Village where he did have some friends.

If something happened to him, each person in Ya Village could spit and drown the Lin Family!

"I won’t leave, I’d rather die than leave. If you have the guts, let Ya Molian, that unfilial thing, come and kill us. I’m not afraid!"

Saying so, he sat down on the ground and started to act shamelessly in front of Zhe Jue.

Zhe Jue, seeing this, raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Really not leaving?"

He squinted and asked with a smile.

"I’m not leaving, not even if I die!"

Ya Tu’s tone softened when he heard this; he knew he had gambled correctly.