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Better to wrongfully kill a hundred than to let one escape.
Xia Muxin rolled her eyes. These country folks were narrow-minded; could this Yard Officer really be that useless? If so, then the county magistrate must have been blinded by greed.
Had they ever seen someone afflicted with a disease looking so spirited while wielding a spatula?
The few Yard Officers felt a bit uneasy at Xia Muxin's calm demeanor, their eyes darting around. They had children too, the eldest probably about the same age as this little girl. Becoming a Yard Officer was not a choice; life on the edge was tough, and they could only return home every few months to see their aging parents, capable wives, and beloved children.
"Sir, do you often feel cold, with warm hands and feet? Do you have sudden bursts of anger for no reason and frequent backaches?"
"Sir, do you have trouble falling asleep? Is your memory and attention declining, accompanied by palpitations and chest tightness?"
Seeing them only ten steps away, Xia Muxin instinctively flashed her standard smile. She glanced at the two in front before slowly speaking.
As soon as she finished speaking, all four Yard Officers froze in place, collectively displaying expressions of disbelief.
Then, the leader tossed aside the rope net in his hand and said to You Shi and the Meng Family, "These two foolish village women—does she look like someone afflicted with a disease? A person with such an illness has dull eyes, a face as pale as paper, and cannot move. Look at this girl; she has all her limbs intact and speaks clearly."
"Sir, your children are truly fortunate to have such a sensible father. They must be very obedient, right? Your family must be harmonious without any conflicts among sisters-in-law. Your parents must not show favoritism; your family must be very happy indeed."
Upon hearing the words of the leading Yard Officer, a glimmer of light flashed in Xia Muxin's eyes as she glanced at You Shi and spoke with an innocent voice filled with longing.
Several men in their forties smiled warmly at Xia Muxin's praise, feeling an urge to rush home and embrace their hardworking wives and children.
Seeing their reaction, Xia Muxin continued, "My situation is different. My father's hands are useless, my brother's legs are crippled, and my mother is blind. In our family, only my seven-year-old brother and I are healthy. My uncle is a usurer, my grandfather has no authority, and my stepmother is cruel—all because my father is not her biological child. Yet he has raised me for over ten years. His hands may be broken, but the family property remains intact. He worked as a carpenter to support us, and now that he has a family of his own, all his earnings go to them. That's fine, but we still need to eat! After my father was driven out due to his disability, we were left with nothing—no land, no resources. I'm just a country girl who can't read. My cousin conspired with my cousin-in-law to force me into a marriage by having me stamp my handprint on a contract selling myself to him as a concubine. When I found out, I vowed to resist and fled with my brother. Unfortunately, in the dark of night, we accidentally rolled down a hill and were stung by wasps, ending up like this. All I wanted was to seek justice from the Wang family for the medical expenses—just ten sets of medicine—and they threatened to burn me alive! Is there no justice left in this world?"
Seeing that the Yard Officers were genuine people, Xia Muxin poured out her grievances without expecting any help; she simply needed to vent her frustrations. After all, the Wang family would not fear these Yard Officers.
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