The Village Chief’s Invitation

"I won't dare to visit without locking the door in the future. This is too scary!"

"That's right..."

The corner of Mao Xiaoyu's mouth rose as she looked at the room full of people in a good mood.

Rong Xiang secretly shook his head. He did not expect his wife to be so two-faced, but she was really cute.

The discussions rose and fell, and it did not take long for the Village Chief to have a headache.

"Don't be so noisy!" The Village Chief was especially envious of the magistrate for having a gavel wood.

He had already shouted countless times, but the villagers did not hear him.

Rubbing his head, the Village Chief looked at the culprit.

When Mao Xiaoyu met the Village Chief's gaze, she stuck out her tongue.

"You, come over." The Village Chief waved at Mao Xiaoyu.

Mao Xiaoyu smiled apologetically and whispered, "Grandpa Village Chief, what's the matter?"

"I'm sure you've already guessed who did this today. What kind of result do you want?" This girl had actually thought of stirring up the villagers to create public opinion. It was clear that she had her own ideas.

"I want to move out of the family," said Mao Xiaoyu, getting straight to the point.

The Village Chief shook his head and only said one word, "Difficult!"

Although Grandpa Mao and his wife were indeed biased and out of line, based on what had happened today, it was not serious enough to separate the family.

With a sigh, Mao Xiaoyu took a step back. "We can let this matter go, but we must let everyone know that they did it."

Seeing that the Village Chief was overjoyed by her words, Mao Xiaoyu continued, "The family will be divided one day. I wonder if Grandpa Village Chief can help me when the time comes."

Mao Xiaoyu did not want to talk about her grandfather selling her for money yet. When the matter blew up, it would be even more shocking.

By then, she would be the weak one, and it would be easier for her to gain people's sympathy.

"Come to my house tomorrow." Seeing that Grandpa Mao and the others were staring at him, the Village Chief knew that it was not a good time to talk. He could only ask this little girl to meet him later.

Mao Xiaoyu nodded and stood aside obediently.

Since the matter had been settled, she had nothing to do after this.

The Village Chief gave his son a look, and the villagers soon quieted down.

"Grandpa Mao, if you admit to this, we'll let it go. If you don't, I'll go with my maid to report it to the officials tomorrow." The Village Chief stared at Grandpa Mao as he spoke.

"It's such a small matter, why do you still have to see the officials!" Mao Erlang said in dissatisfaction.

"Village Chief, this is our own problem. We can just solve it ourselves." Mao Sanlang wanted to minimize the matter.

When the villagers left, this matter would naturally pass. He didn't find anything good in sister-in-law's room, so why should he report to the officials to arrest him?

The Village Chief ignored the two of them and sighed in his heart. These kids were so good, but they were spoiled by Grandpa Mao and his wife.

Grandpa Mao was silent. He weighed the situation in his heart for a long time and finally pushed his old wife out. "The child's mother saw that the eldest daughter-in-law was disobedient and wanted to teach her a lesson. That's why she did such a foolish thing."

What could Grandma Mao do? Since her husband had already said so, she could only accept it.

"I did it. Can't I go to my daughter-in-law's room and take a look? " Grandma Mao stiffened her neck.

"It's good that you admit it. In view of your bad record, I'll make the decision today. From now on, you two will be separated from each other. You are not allowed to order them around." The Village Chief saw that Mao Xiaoyu was quite obedient today and did not make things difficult for him. Therefore, he helped her with this order.

"It's up to her whether she wants to split it or not, I don't have any extra food for her." Grandma Mao snorted.

With two less people to feed, she still earned a lot.

As for not being able to order them to work, after the money-losing wretched child was 'sold', what evil could her mother do alone?!

What could Grandpa Mao say under the Village Chief's gaze? He could only suppress his temper and nod.

"Let's go, it's late." The Village Chief stood up.

Fortunately, there were not many people in the village who were so unruly. Otherwise, he would be exhausted to death!

Supported by his son, the Village Chief slowly walked out of the Mao family's gate.

"Thank you, Grandpa chief!" Mao Xiaoyu sent the Village Chief out the door with a smile.

"Girl, come over earlier tomorrow. Your aunt's cooking skills are not bad. Come over for lunch!" The Village Chief quite liked this clever little girl now.

"Okay, I'll go over earlier to help!" Mao Xiaoyu replied crisply, not afraid of being heard.

This was her backer, and she could not wait for everyone to hear her.

After sending off the Village Chief, Mao Xiaoyu chatted with Rong Xiang at the door.

"Brother Rong, I won't be going up the mountain tomorrow. I have to go to the Village Chief's house." Mao Xiaoyu raised her head and looked at Rong Xiang.

"Okay. I won't be coming over tomorrow morning. Is there anything to eat at home?" Rong Xiang asked.

Since Mao Xiaoyu was not going up the mountain tomorrow, he would set off earlier and try to go down the mountain earlier in the afternoon. Then, he would send the game to town.

What if the little girl went up the mountain the day after tomorrow?

He had to make time for the day after tomorrow.

"Yes, I haven't eaten the ones I bought today. There's enough." Mao Xiaoyu nodded.

"I'll bring you food tomorrow night." Rong Xiang was no longer willing to give his wife a hard biscuit.

Today in town, he also saw that the little girl was a bit picky, and he guessed that she did not like to eat hard cakes.

It just so happened that he had to go to town tomorrow afternoon, and Rong Xiang planned to buy a few white steamed buns for his wife.

"Okay, thank you, Brother Rong." Mao Xiaoyu accepted it gladly.

Rong Xiang was in a good mood. Seeing that there was no one around, he quickly rubbed his wife's head and then turned to leave.

As a modern person, Mao Xiaoyu did not think that Rong Xiang's action was very intimate. She actually felt a trace of warmth from Rong Xiang's action.

After sending Rong Xiang off, Mao Xiaoyu closed the door and returned to her room.

Only Liu Xianniang was left in the room.

Grandpa Mao and Grandma Mao were just trying to take the beef away in the chaos.

But who was Mao Xiaoyu? Before she left the house, she had loudly instructed her mother to keep an eye on the food in the house, in case the food grew legs and ran away!

The moment he said that, the villagers laughed out loud. In the end, Grandpa Mao and the others were so embarrassed that they left with their tails between their legs.

"Mother, just leave those useless things on the ground. We'll go to town tomorrow afternoon and buy some new ones!" As soon as Mao Xiaoyu entered the house, she saw her mother tidying up the bedding and clothes that had fallen on the ground.

The bedding had been used for more than 20 years, and the cotton inside had long become hard. It did not feel soft at all when lying on it.

Fortunately, the weather was hot now. If it came to winter, the quilt would probably not keep her warm.

"These can still be used, there's no need to buy them." Liu Xianniang was used to being thrifty.

In addition, these were all bought when she got married. Although they were a little old, they were still memories of her and her husband. She was still reluctant to throw them away.