The rural doctor is busy with farming, and her abstinent husband can't bear it

Chapter 201 Paid off

Before entering the village, the noise there could already be faintly heard. It seemed that the Jiang family was at the center of an unprecedented storm.

In the usually quiet and peaceful little village, even the most peaceful old lady who liked to enjoy the sunshine at the entrance of the village and away from the hustle and bustle could not resist her curiosity and joined the crowd of onlookers.

As I stepped into the yard, I heard bursts of clanging noises mixed with the sharp quarrels between Xie Xinghua and Zhao, which was harsh and full of anger and unwillingness.

The quiet courtyard that Su Yu was familiar with was now surrounded by a crowd of people. Even the old willow tree where she used to tie her horse had become a temporary viewing platform for the strong men. The swaying branches seemed to be telling of the unusual nature of the storm.

Su Yu wanted to get closer, but found it difficult to squeeze through the crowd. He had no choice but to raise his voice, trying to find a gap in the noisy crowd, "Neighbors, please make way."

After much effort, the crowd reluctantly made way for her through a narrow path, which was so narrow that only one person could pass through.

"Hey, where have you been? The house is in turmoil."

An aunt whom Su Yu was not familiar with asked with concern and a bit of blame.

Su Yu sighed softly, his tone full of fatigue: "I went to Ning County to look for Daya."

When everyone heard this, understanding flashed in their eyes. Many people in the village had heard about Daya's whereabouts, so they didn't investigate further.

Obviously, if Su Yu was found, she would not return alone, and the fact that she is alone now says it all.

Taking advantage of the brief time when the horse was tied up, Su Yu caught the sounds of discussion around him. The villagers expressed their opinions, and every word revealed their concern about the incident and their sympathy for Xie Xinghua's situation.

"Xinghua is usually such a nice person, it's understandable that she couldn't stand it this time."

"Indeed, Xie Xinghua has a gentle personality. If she hadn't really been wronged, she wouldn't have lost her composure like that."

"I think the Zhao family should bear most of the responsibility for all this. They have to bear the consequences of their own actions."

As Su Yu listened to this, he became even more curious, and at the same time, he was deeply worried about what was happening in the yard.

She knew that the truth was often more complicated than outsiders could guess, and she had to go into the center of the storm herself to uncover all the mysteries.

What on earth did Xie Xinghua do to cause this quiet courtyard to suddenly change color... She struggled to squeeze through the crowd's airtight encirclement, and every step seemed to step on everyone's heartstrings, stirring up waves of uneasy ripples.

The moment you step into the yard, the scene before you is like a doomsday picture that is too unbearable to look at.

The ground was covered with fragments of life, pots and pans were scattered together in a disorderly manner, clothes and bedding were thrown away at random like the remains of a post-war battlefield, and tables, chairs, and beds were not spared and were dumped in the dust in a mess, as if telling of a sudden storm.

Zhao, a woman who was usually dignified and serious, seemed like a different person at this moment. She curled up in the center of the chaos, tears and curses intertwined. Every roar seemed to burst out from the depths of her soul, denouncing the unspeakable sadness and anger.

Her door became the center of the storm, with cracks all over it and broken panels, as if it had been hit hard by an invisible hammer, leaving only devastation.

Inside the room, items were still being violently expelled, shoes and socks were flying around randomly, boxes of all sizes seemed to be screened one by one by invisible hands and ruthlessly discarded, the trajectories they drew in the air recorded a silent protest.

Jiang Xunzhong stood aside, anxious but helpless, because of the gleaming sickle in Xie Xinghua's hand, he dared not make any rash moves, for fear that if he was not careful, he would become a victim of the angry waves.

Under the heavy pressure, coupled with the previous axe strike, a seemingly solid box finally couldn't bear it. With a dull and crisp breaking sound, it disintegrated, and the secret inside the box was revealed to the world.

Silver and money fell like raindrops. There were not only scattered copper coins and broken silver, but also several heavy silver ingots flashing with dazzling light in this silver ocean, which were particularly eye-catching.

Exclamations, gasps and discussions were heard all around, and the air was filled with disbelief and greed.

Everyone present was shocked to learn that such a considerable fortune was hidden in this seemingly ordinary family.

Jiang Xunzhong was even more stunned. He had never expected that Zhao had secretly hidden such a huge amount of money, and he, as a member of the family, was completely unaware of it.

Upon seeing this, Zhao hurriedly picked up the scattered silver and coins in a panic and held them tightly in her arms. A hint of determination flashed in her tear-stained eyes, as if she was announcing that these were her bottom line and no one could take them away.

As the noise in the room gradually died down, Xie Xinghua walked out slowly with a sickle in hand, her voice cold and questioning: "Where did you hide the food? Do you really want to starve our family to death?"

Her words were like an ice cone, piercing the frozen air. "If you continue to hide this, I will find the food at all costs, even burning down this house and destroying everything together!"

The reason why Zhao took such an extreme action was due to her dissatisfaction with Xie Xinghua's constant challenge to her authority. She hoped to teach Xie Xinghua a lesson by hiding the food, so that she would realize who the power in the family was and curb her heart that was gradually getting out of control.

However, what was unexpected was that Xie Xinghua's reaction was so violent. She cut off the food, smashed the doors and demolished the house. Nothing in the Zhou family was left intact.

Just when the atmosphere was tense, Su Yu's appearance was like a breath of fresh air, adding a bit of subtlety to the tense atmosphere.

When Xie Xinghua saw her, her emotions instantly surged, and the sickle in her hand unconsciously moved closer to Su Yu, each step heavy and threatening.

This sudden change made Jiang Ziling terrified. He ignored the pain in his foot and staggered towards Su Yu, holding her in his arms. His desperate protection was like the warm sun in winter, warming Su Yu's heart.

She looked at Jiang Ziling's slightly staggering figure, and a complex emotion surged in her heart - this man, even though he had difficulty walking, still stood up to protect his family.

"Sister-in-law..."

Jiang Ziling's call was like a spring breeze, which suddenly woke Xie Xinghua up from the edge of frenzy, and the sickle in her hand quietly disappeared behind her.

Before she could speak, tears had already fallen, and she choked in her throat and uttered a low, hoarse, and trembling voice: "Daya..."

Su Yu sighed softly, his eyes swept across Zhao, and he said with mixed emotions: "You deal with things here first, and we will talk slowly about Daya."

Her expression revealed worry and fatigue. She had not returned home all night and Daya was not around. All the signs seemed to suggest something ominous.