Chapter 262:1 Will Never Forgive in This Lifetime

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With an indifferent look, Qiao Xiaomai gazed back, his eyes icy cold.

“The county master has decreed the severing of family ties, she and I are not related.”

“Alas! But she is your own grandmother. Without her, your father wouldn’t exist, and without your father, where would you come from? Just because of this fact alone, you should help her up,” the man said again.

“Any blood kinship we had, she herself has already thrown away. Our family had toiled away as beast of burden for her and her younger son for over ten years. Haven’t we repaid our parental debt yet?” Qiao Xiaomai’s tone became icy.

“All! It’s more than just the debt of nurturing, there is also the debt of giving life! Don’t be stubborn, hurry up and help your grandmother,” the man repeated.

In the midst of their conversation, the Sun Family continued to kowtow.

The entire courtyard quieted down, all eyes turned to the tent.

Qiao Xiaomai still stood there with an indifferent expression, unmoved.

Qiao Changshun, who had originally been stunned, snapped back to reality. He hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and stood up.

Yes, the enormous debt of life, the decade-long servitude had repaid the nurturing debt, but not the one of giving life.

Now that his house was wealthy, he should give a helping hand.

“Stop.” Seeing his move, Qiao Qinghe hurried to grab him, “What are you doing?”

“Mother she…” Qiao Changshun pointed to Sun Family who was still kowtowing.

“You have severed ties with her,” said Qiao Qinghe expressionlessly.

“But giving life is a huge debt.”

Upon hearing his words, Qiao Qinghe paused, before he turned five, Sun Family treasured this second son and was known for her meticulous care.

Given such a fact, he couldn’t really say that she only gave him life.

And he knew, the Sun Family was really in trouble now.

After the wheat harvest, they had to pay taxes.

Sun Junyan’s fields had all been seized. He never saw the mother and son again after he depleted his savings to cure the two. Now, with no money and no land, this pair was truly at a dead end. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Upon thinking this, he sighed and said, “You sit down, I’ll go instead.”

He really didn’t want to bother Qiao Changshun, his second son.

“Sun Family, go home.” He walked over with a stern face, grabbed the hand of Sun Family, and yanked her up.

The blood on Sun Family’s forehead had flowed onto her face, merging with her tears and mucus, making her an appalling sight.

She struggled violently, “I won’t leave, I must beg Xiaomai to forgive me. Back then, 1 was blinded by greed, but now 1 understand, Xiaomai, please forgive me, your grandmother. From now on, I will definitely treat you well.”

With an equally cold expression, Qiao Xiaomai shot back, “I will never forgive you in this lifetime. Forget it. Additionally, today is Grandfather Tong’s sixtieth birthday. What do you intend by causing such a ruckus here?”

“She intends to force you to back down in front of everyone.” Tong Sanlang, his face ashen, walked over quickly, grabbed the other arm of the Sun Family and dragged her towards the exit of the courtyard.

“If you continue to make trouble, you will not be allowed to set foot in Anping Village anymore!”

Upon hearing these words, Sun Family screamed louder, “I realize 1 was in the wrong, Sanlang, please don’t bear grudges against me, I know I was in the wrong!”

As if he didn’t hear her wails, Tong Sanlang continued to drag her towards the exit.

Just as they were about to exit the courtyard, a commanding voice came from the entrance of the hall, “Wait!”

Tong Sanlang stopped in his tracks upon hearing this.

It was Cen Hong who uttered the word.

Cen Hong was Daqi’s distinguished general and held the highest military office positions of Daqi, famous for his martial arts skills.

Now that he had spoken, the situation might change today..