sjar Chapter 250 Exposed by Little Bear
Chapter 250 Exposed by Little Bear
When Tian Guilan heard what the village chief said, she immediately stepped forward, her face full of grievance, and she told the village chief in a hoarse voice: "Village chief, it's not that we don't want to contribute, you just don't know that it's very difficult for us to even have food to eat!
Look, we only have a small piece of land, and the harvest is not good, so we live a tight life. Now that we have Zhou Xiaoxiong, we have to make plans for the future, right?
If we spend all that money now, what will happen to Little Bear when he gets married and starts a family? We are thinking about the long-term future of our child!"
As Tian Guilan spoke, she wiped the corners of her eyes with her hands and pretended to look pitiful.
Tian Guilan's words, which seemed to be for the sake of the little bear, left the village chief speechless for a moment.
The village chief opened his mouth, wanting to refute, but didn't know where to start. A look of helplessness and embarrassment appeared on his face.
Seeing that the village chief was speechless after what she said, Tian Guilan couldn't help feeling proud. She turned her head and looked at Zhao Cunliang proudly.
Then, Tian Guilan's face instantly changed into a hypocritical smile, and she turned to Zhou Xiaoxiong and said, "Xiaoxiong, don't misunderstand me. Your mother Hongmei and I are good sisters. I will naturally care about you."
Her voice sounded concerned, but her eyes were calculating.
"But, Little Bear, you know my family's situation. We simply can't come up with five hundred coins. I'm thinking of asking someone in the village, preferably someone wealthy, to pay the money."
As Tian Guilan spoke, she kept signaling Zhou Xiaoxiong with her eyes, and her gaze finally fell on Xiuying who was standing in the crowd.
She blinked her eyes and raised the corners of her mouth slightly, which made people feel extremely hypocritical.
"Xiao Xiong, auntie tells you, Xiuying's family is rich. Go and beg her. Maybe she'll soften her heart and give you the money." Tian Guilan lowered her voice, revealing a hint of instigation.
She gently pushed Zhou Xiaoxiong with her hand, wishing that the child would go immediately.
Tian Guilan's lips curled up slightly, and with a faint smile, she looked at Xiuying, feeling proud in her heart: Humph, isn't this Xiuying from a wealthy family? Doesn't she love to show off? This time, letting her pay this money is just giving her a chance to show off.
She doesn't need this little bit anyway; it's just a drop in the bucket for her. If I could coax that silly Zhou Xiaoxiong into asking her for help, she might actually give me the five hundred coins out of respect.
This way, our family's money can be saved without spending a penny. And when people in the village talk about this matter in the future, they can say that I, Tian Guilan, am sensible and know how to find a way for the child.
If Xiuying doesn't want to help, then everyone will know that she's stingy and won't even help with this little thing. Either way, it won't hurt me, hehe.
Although Zhou Xiaoxiong was still young, he had already seen through Tian Guilan's plan to plot against Xiuying.
His eyes revealed a maturity and insight beyond his age, and his small fists were clenched tightly at his sides.
Zhou Xiaoxiong turned around and knelt down in front of Tian Guilan with a plop. His knees hit the ground heavily, his face full of tears, and he cried, "Auntie Tian, I know what you are thinking. You want to plot against Auntie Xiuying, but I can't let you do that.
I won't need that ounce of silver to start a family and build a career in the future. I believe I can find a way. At home, I will also work hard to earn food and will never eat or drink for free.
Zhou Xiaoxiong was crying and sobbing, his words were intermittent, but he was extremely firm.
"Please, Aunt Tian, please take out that one or two taels of silver and use it to pay for my mother's funeral. I want my mother to die in glory and not in such a shameful way."
Zhou Xiaoxiong's cries echoed in the yard, making everyone feel sad. His forehead was pressed tightly against the ground, and his thin shoulders were shaking constantly.
Tian Guilan never expected that her shameful plan would be ruthlessly exposed by Zhou Xiaoxiong in public.
Her face suddenly turned red, and her eyes were filled with panic and embarrassment.
She explained in a panic, "Hey, little bear, don't talk nonsense! I don't have any plans. I'm just thinking about you and your mother."
Tian Guilan's voice trembled. "I just think that we can save as much as we can, since our family is really in financial difficulty. How could I be plotting against anyone? Little Bear, please don't misunderstand my good intentions."
Tian Guilan said this while avoiding his gaze. "Besides, how could I be reluctant to use this money to hold your mother's funeral? It's just...it's just that this money should be spent wisely, right?"
The more Tian Guilan spoke, the more guilty she felt. Her voice became smaller and smaller, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
Finally, under the questioning gazes of everyone, Tian Guilan could no longer argue or find any excuse to continue to shirk responsibility. She had to reluctantly reach into her pocket and hesitated for a long time before taking out the one or two taels of silver.
She held the silver tightly in her hand, as if she wanted to make a final struggle. Finally, she gritted her teeth, slowly loosened her hand, and put the silver in Zhou Xiaoxiong's hand.
Zhou Xiaoxiong held the silver coin tightly in his tear-stained little hands and walked up to the old village chief with firm but heavy steps.
Then, Zhou Xiaoxiong knelt on his knees, raised the one or two taels of silver high above his head, and handed it to the old village chief. He said in a tearful voice, "Old village chief, please, I beg you, I will give you this one or two taels of silver. I kowtow to you, please help me arrange a funeral for my mother, so that she can pass away peacefully and with dignity."
After saying that, he slammed his forehead heavily on the ground, making a "bang bang" sound.
Zhou Xiaoxiong kowtowed repeatedly, and soon a small cloud of dust formed on the ground. His forehead gradually became red and swollen, but he seemed to feel no pain. He continued to kowtow again and again, repeating over and over again, "Please, old village chief."
The old village chief quickly bent down, stretched out his calloused hands, and helped Zhou Xiaoxiong up. He looked at him with pity and said, "Child, get up quickly, get up quickly!"
"Xiao Xiong, you are such a filial and sensible child. Even in such difficult times, you can still be so responsible. Your mother in heaven will also feel gratified." The old village chief patted Zhou Xiaoxiong's shoulder gently with a gratified smile on his face.
Afterwards, the old village chief put away the smile on his face, his expression became serious and focused, and he neatly arranged Hongmei's funeral.
He raised his voice and directed everyone in an orderly manner: "Everyone listen up, second son of the Zhao family, you quickly pull the coffin back; Old Sun, go find a few strong men to help set up the mourning shed; and Liu's wife, you take a few women and prepare mourning clothes..."