Quick Transmigration Hoarding: My Selfishness Leads to a Killing Frenzy

Chapter 435 The Village Woman Who Raises Others' Children 11

After a fierce fight, the eldest daughter's family took one son with them, while the second daughter's family stayed behind.

The Party Secretary was willing to give away the second son's granddaughter, but the family didn't want her.

If they don't give it to a boy, they'll demand money.

The Party Secretary didn't tolerate it either; in any case, he didn't give them a single penny.

Given their current situation, they'll likely have to be very careful with every penny they spend from now on.

With three grandchildren to care for and both daughters-in-law having run away, life is tough just thinking about it.

Qin Yu felt a chill run down his spine.

He married into the family, so does that mean he has to support his three nephews and nieces from now on?

Qin Yu stood in the courtyard, looking at the chaotic scene before him, and felt a chill run down his spine.

He originally thought that marrying into the Jiang family would bring him a good life, but he never expected to end up with such a mess.

Jiang Zhizhi tugged at his sleeve and whispered, "Brother Qin Yu, let's go back inside."

The two returned to their new home, but could no longer find any joy.

Qin Yu sat on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the faded "囍" character on the wall.

"You mean..." Jiang Zhizhi hesitated before speaking, "Could the deaths of my eldest and second brothers really be as the villagers say...?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Qin Yu interrupted her abruptly.

He was actually terrified inside, feeling that something was definitely not right, but he couldn't just scare himself.

The village secretary and his wife also stayed in the room, sighing and complaining.

"Old man, how are we going to live like this?"

"Let's just take it one day at a time!"

The village secretary's wife wiped away her tears, then suddenly lowered her voice and said, "How about... I secretly ask Granny Zhang from the next village to take a look? I always feel like there's something unclean about the house..."

The Party Secretary slammed his hand on the table: "Nonsense! What era are we living in? Still indulging in feudal superstitions!"

"If someone finds out, are you trying to kill me?!"

The Party Secretary's wife dared not speak anymore, but she was still a little uneasy.

Once the funeral of Jiang Lao Er was over, the Jiang family all went to work.

The adults went to the fields, the children gathered pig feed, and the family of seven was all together.

Qin Yu and Jiang Zhizhi were both disfigured, so they didn't really want to go out so soon.

But the Party Secretary wouldn't allow it.

It was fine to spoil this daughter a bit before, but things are different now.

He still has two grandsons to support; how can he let them stay at home any longer?

Qin Yu and Jiang Zhizhi had no choice but to bite the bullet and go along.

Once in the fields, everyone buried themselves in their work, occasionally glancing furtively at their disfigured faces before quickly looking away.

Qin Yu and Jiang Zhizhi were assigned to work together. Neither of them were very efficient at their jobs, and no one wanted to team up with them.

After lunch, when it was time to go to work in the afternoon, Qingmo brought over a chair.

Jiang Zhizhi...

"No, Meng Jiaojiao, are you sick? What are you doing sitting here staring at us?"

Jiang Zhizhi was already seething with anger, and seeing Qingmo like this, she naturally pointed her finger at her and started yelling.

Qingmo leaned back leisurely in her chair, fanning herself with a palm leaf fan, and said with a smile, "Oh dear, do you think I want to keep an eye on you all in this sweltering heat?"

"I'm just worried that you'll slack off at work, after all, Qin Zhiqing still owes me money and work points."

Qin Yu walked over with a gloomy face and said in a low voice, "Meng Jiaojiao, don't go too far."

"I went too far?" Qingmo feigned surprise, widening her eyes.

“It’s only natural to owe debts. I worked for you, Qin Zhiqing, for three years. What’s wrong with me keeping an eye on things?”

The surrounding villagers began to whisper among themselves, occasionally casting strange glances their way.

Jiang Zhizhi felt a burning sensation on her face, unsure whether it was from anger or the pain from her wound.

"You!" Jiang Zhizhi was about to explode when Qin Yu grabbed her arm.

"Ignore her, let's get back to work," Qin Yu said through gritted teeth.

Qingmo watched them swallow their anger and a cold smile curled at the corner of her lips.

She slowly stood up, walked to Jiang Zhizhi's side, and deliberately said loudly, "Sister Zhizhi, your face... do you want me to find you a folk remedy?"

"I heard that applying toad skin to the face can remove scars."

“You…” Jiang Zhizhi was filled with shame and indignation.

Jiang Zhizhi was so angry that she trembled all over, and tears welled up in her eyes.

She suddenly raised the hoe in her hand and charged towards Qingmo: "Meng Jiaojiao! I'll fight you to the death!"

Qin Yu reacted quickly, grabbing her waist and saying, "Zhizhi! Don't be impulsive!"

Upon seeing this, the people working nearby gathered around.

Some people tried to break up the fight, while others watched the spectacle, and the field quickly descended into chaos.

Qingmo stood motionless in place, her face still bearing that faint smile:

"Oh dear, what's wrong, Sister Zhizhi? I was just trying to give you advice, why are you getting so worked up?"

"Stop pretending!" Jiang Zhizhi struggled, her voice trembling with tears. "You're just here to laugh at us!"

At this moment, the Party Secretary walked over with a gloomy face: "What's all this commotion! Haven't you embarrassed yourself enough already?!"

He glared at Jiang Zhizhi, then looked at Qingmo: "Meng Jiaojiao, you're not working, what are you doing here?"

Qingmo innocently spread her hands: "Secretary, I didn't cause any trouble."

“I’m here to supervise Qin Zhiqing’s repayment of his debts. You can’t protect him just because he’s your son-in-law.”

The branch secretary's expression froze, and he turned to Jiang Zhizhi and yelled, "What are you all standing there for? Get to work!"

Jiang Zhizhi lowered her head in grievance, tears falling to the ground in a steady stream.

Qin Yu clenched his fist, his nails digging deep into his palm.

Qingmo watched their disheveled backs, snorted softly, and continued to sit in her chair and watch. Anyway, she would just raise her hand to report if she was being lazy.

Over the next few days, Qingmo used various methods to "supervise" Qin Yu and Jiang Zhizhi as they worked.

They complained that the two of them were too slow or too lazy, making the two of them miserable.

She only stopped when the two of them could consistently earn eight work points.

Finally, Qingmo stopped coming to the fields to keep an eye on things every day, and Qin Yu and Jiang Zhizhi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But their good fortune didn't last long. One day, when they were returning home from work, they heard a child crying in the yard from afar.

"I don't want to eat this! I want to eat meat!"

The eldest son of the second son of the Jiang family sat on the ground and threw a tantrum, kicking over a bowl of sweet potato porridge.

The Party Secretary's wife picked up the bowl with a pained expression, her voice trembling, "My dear grandson, we're out of meat..."

"I don't care! I want to eat meat!" The child cried even harder, his little face turning bright red.

Qin Yu stood at the courtyard gate, his temples throbbing.

Jiang Zhizhi tugged at his sleeve and whispered, "Let's go in through the back door..."

Before they could even turn around, the Party Secretary saw them and shouted sternly, "Stop! Don't you know how to help with the work after work? Go chop up the pig feed!"

He was naturally referring to Qin Yu.

Since Qin Yu married into the family, he has taken on all the household chores, big and small. After all, he was living under someone else's roof.

Qin Yu couldn't eat the sweet potato porridge that the grandson was complaining about.

He used all his work points to pay off his debts and couldn't even support himself, yet he still wanted to take advantage of the Jiang family.

The Party branch secretary is no pushover.