Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm

Chapter 520: Qiao Qinghe and His Real Wife and Child

Qiao Qinghe didn’t move, only standing and watching himself being hit. Mrs. Sun was immediately aggrieved and cried out, “My husband, are you just going to stand there and watch this shrew hit me?!”

Before Qiao Qinghe could respond, Hua Xiaofeng gave a cold laugh and spat a thick glob of saliva at Mrs. Sun.

Mrs. Sun wasn’t expecting such a move and was unable to avoid it. The glob of thick saliva landed square on her neck.

The warm and sticky feeling caused her body to shiver. At that moment, Hua Xiaofeng’s harsh words echoed, “Shameless old hag! Years ago, you seduced your son-in-law into your bed. An innocent scholar was turned into an old man because of you!”

“Do you even have the face to ask your son-in-law for help? He spares your life and that’s already being fair for your past deeds!”

Years ago, when Hua Xiaofeng came to cause a stir, she first inquired about Mrs. Sun’s reputation among the people of Anping Village.

Mrs. Sun was not well-regarded. Qiao Qinghe was originally a scholar, tall and handsome, with a much brighter future than common labourers.

But all because the frail Qiao Qinghe was rescued by the Sun Family first, he was then stuck to the Sun Family.

The result of alcohol-induced debauchery?

For someone like Mrs. Sun, it must have been Mrs. Sun who took advantage of Qiao Qinghe.

And that one mistake cost him half of his life.

When Hua Xiaofeng came to cause trouble that year, Qiao Qinghe was just over thirty years old, and his scholarly demeanor was particularly incompatible with a shrew like Mrs. Sun. Back then, Hua Xiaofeng sighed at their disparity.

And today, seeing the aged look of Qiao Qinghe, she sighed even more.

So, when Mrs. Sun was calling for help, Hua Xiaofeng poked at her weak points mercilessly.

Years ago, Mrs. Sun shamelessly forced Qiao Qinghe into her bed and ruined his life. It was only due to Qiao Qinghe’s kindness that he didn’t kill her. Now she had the audacity to ask for help?

Disgusting!

At these words, Qiao Qinghe, who was previously frowning tightly, became stunned.

This matter?

Hua Xiaofeng brought up this matter?

How many years have passed?

He was in a daze. Suddenly, images of his wife and children appeared in his mind, and his chest felt as if it was constricted by a heavy stone, his breathing becoming difficult.

Qiao Xiaomai looked up and noticed Qiao Qinghe’s expression. A thought suddenly popped into her head.

Did Qiao Qinghe’s wife and children really die by drowning all those years ago?

What if they didn’t?

That mother and child were the real family of Qiao Qinghe. The woman before them, Mrs. Sun, may have kept Qiao Qinghe through despicable means all those years ago, but what she stole would always remain as stolen. The fact wouldn’t change no matter how much time has passed.

Could she hire someone to investigate this matter from years past?

Just as Qiao Qinghe and Qiao Xiaomai were lost in thought, Zhuang Jia, clapping his hands, encouraged Hua Xiaofeng, “Mother, aim for her head! Hit her hard!”

This shout brought Qiao Xiaomai back to her senses. She quickly spoke up, “Don’t kill her.”

The head is too vulnerable. If she really did beat her to death, they would have to face legal consequences.

Hua Xiaofeng had the situation under control and reassured her, “Don’t worry, I know what I am doing.”

First, using a large broom to assert dominance and beat Mrs. Sun into submission, then she could personally beat her with punches and kicks.

As Qiao Xiaomai was weak due to menstruation, it was a great opportunity for Hua Xiaofeng to establish herself!

Seeing her screaming pleas for help were useless, Mrs. Sun stopped crying. Taking advantage of the moment when Hua Xiaofeng raised her broom, Mrs. Sun released her head, sprang up from the ground, and ran towards her house.

Upon seeing this, Hua Xiaofeng quickly gave chase, shouting, “Stop!”

“Ah, grandmother, don’t hurry.” Seeing Hua Xiaofeng picking up the broom to chase, Qiao Xiaomai quickly stopped her.

Mrs. Sun ran like a rabbit, faster than a broom could catch up with.

“Grandma, don’t panic. Let’s finish eating first, then we can go raise a ruckus at Mrs. Sun’s house.” Qiao Xiaomai said cheerfully.