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Wang felt as if she had heard an unbelievable joke: "You are not selling your daughter, you are selling a girl!"
She had no money to spare, let alone give it to Tian.
Unfortunately, Zhang Erdan and the others were just as shameless as Wang, and Tian stood to the side, smugly saying, "Don't forget, my daughter is carrying your grandson."
At that moment, Tian didn't care at all about her daughter's reputation; all she thought about was money. This behavior was no different from Wang sending Liu Qingzhi to the back courtyard of Wan Mansion.
Outside, a few mischievous children waved their hands and cheered in the trees: "Oh oh oh, we want silver, we want silver!"
"Pregnant, pregnant, how shameless."
Even the children knew that such things were wrong, but Wang and Tian felt no shame at all. In no time, the news spread far and wide.
Wang was furious at Tian's actions but even more enraged by the exorbitant amount of silver being demanded. Suddenly, she took a step towards Liu Qingshu and grabbed his arm to pull him up.
"Get up quickly! One hundred taels of silver—what kind of bride can't you find? Why should we settle for this broken shoe? Listen to your mother and get up quickly; who knows whose wild man's child is in her belly?"
Wang was determined not to acknowledge this child, but there was this one person dragging her down.
Liu Qingshu struggled to get up, kneeling in front of Wang and crying bitterly: "Mother, please help me; I want Sister Hua. The child in her belly is mine."
Liu Qingshu perfectly expressed his sincere love for Zhang Hua'er.
Tian's anxious face broke into a proud smile, as if telling Wang with her eyes: "See? Your son can only have my daughter; why won't you obediently hand over the money?"
To be honest, if Liu Qingshu hadn't stood up just now, Tian wouldn't have felt very confident because she had no evidence proving that Liu Qingshu had been intimate with her daughter.
Now that the boy had taken the initiative to stand by her side, Wang had no chance of winning.
Thinking this way, Tian seemed to see the glimmering silver beckoning to her; something that was clearly within reach suddenly felt so far away as she approached.
But then it took another turn: "Look? See? I'm not wrong; it's your grandson. How can you be so heartless?"
Liu Qingshu wholeheartedly agreed with his future mother-in-law's logic and looked expectantly at his own mother.
Wang was nearly driven to the brink by her son, who had turned against her.
"You all bear witness, Wang doesn't want her own grandson. I've never seen such a heartless woman," Tian suppressed his inner glee.
He then turned to the two elders and said, "Uncle Liu, Aunt, look at this; this is your great-grandson, the firstborn of the firstborn. Are you really going to abandon him?"
Everyone was conflicted, but Tian was not in a hurry. After all, the child in his daughter's womb was a treasure. He was confident that the Liu family would not deny it: "I'll give you three days to prepare one hundred taels of silver. Otherwise, I will report to the authorities and make Liu Qingshu pay for it. He has lured a virtuous woman; he deserves to be punished severely."
Tian's threat echoed in the Liu family's hearts like thunder. Reporting to the authorities was something ordinary people wouldn't dare to think about; who would want to get involved with the government? Losing everything would be mild; they might even lose their lives.
Fear gripped them as they worried that Tian's threats were genuine.
The Qin family hesitantly stepped forward and said, "Well, why don't you go back for now? We'll think it over."
Just the thought of their eldest son being locked up in prison made the Qin family feel as if they were being pricked by needles.
Tian snorted coldly: "You figure it out; we're leaving!"
And so, a group of people left in a grand procession, their arrogance palpable. Tian strutted like a victorious rooster.
Only the Liu family remained with worried expressions. Wang was furious and picked up a broom nearby, swinging it at Liu Qingshu with all her might: "You little brat! Who told you to mess with that shameless wretch Tian?"
"Did you hear that? One hundred taels of silver! Where am I supposed to get that much money? You better stay in prison; it's already good enough that I’m letting you live."
As Wang shouted and struck Liu Qingshu repeatedly with the broom, he was left battered and bruised, blood seeping from his back.
The Qin family rushed over: "Alright, alright, stop hitting him! Don't hurt the child!"
Naturally, the grandmother doted on her grandson. Seeing such a scene and Liu Qingshu's pained expression made her feel as if she were being struck herself.
Wang grew tired from hitting him and panted heavily. She glanced at Liu Qingshu: "You brought this trouble upon yourself; deal with it. I have no money." Even if she had money, she wouldn't give it to that shameless wretch Tian.
Meanwhile, Liu Qingxi was completely unaware of the conflicts within the Liu family. Besides helping the villagers harvest their crops, she needed to plan for the upcoming planting season.
There was no way around it. Although she had seen the planting and management of fields, ever since she started school and then work, she had long forgotten those experiences. She really wasn't skilled at farming.
After thinking it over, she decided that good things should be reserved for the villagers first, so she consulted the village chief, Zhang Wuliang: "Village Chief, I can't manage that hundred acres of land by myself. How about this: you help me find a few people willing to lease the land, and we can follow the rules set by other landlords."
Zhang Wuliang patted his chest confidently: "Don't worry, leave it to me. That land was granted by the emperor, so the harvest will definitely be good. The villagers will surely be happy about it. I'll ask around; it's just in time to start planting this season's crops."
Dugu Hao, who was staying at her home, went up the mountain every day and would often come back with some gains, even encountering good furs occasionally, which was a way to repay Liu Qingxi for her care over these days.
What made him happiest each day was talking about Yang Yichen, the warm and gentle youth who made him want to jump with excitement. Yet deep down, he couldn't understand why he acted so childishly.
After the Mid-Autumn Festival, various situations calmed down, each governing themselves and reaching an unprecedented balance. Dugu Hao knew that this balance was merely the calm before the storm.
During dinner time, Yang Yichen, Liu Qingxi, and Dugu Hao each sat in a corner, with Dugu Hao remaining silent for a long time.
Suddenly, he glanced at Liu Qingxi, his gaze filled with an unrecognized reluctance: "Qingxi, I'm leaving. Thank you for taking me in."
Liu Qingxi had known this moment would come ever since she saved him. Although she was cold and aloof, her response was quite decent.
"Take care on your journey!"
"Safe travels!" Liu Qingxi and Yang Yichen said in unison as they offered their blessings.
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