Li Chuntao’s three older brothers didn’t even need to speak. They looked like three giant Buddhas, making people afraid to offend them, let alone say something about settling accounts.

The Village Chief naturally understood the wicked thing Yang Xiaocui had done, and certainly wouldn’t help Lan Hua’s family, as long as no one lost their life over it.

So he opened his mouth and asked, "How do you intend to seek justice? Wielding a knife to kill won’t do, you know? So many people are watching."

Saying this, he glanced at the people in the yard. Yang Xiaocui’s home was practically surrounded by layers of onlookers. These words were also meant for Li Chuntao’s brothers, ensuring they didn’t do anything outrageous. If it blew up too much, it would be hard to wrap up, and if the government office got involved, it would be troublesome.

Li Chuntao’s eldest brother smirked and said, "Of course, no lives will be taken!"

The implication was that while lives would be spared, other things were uncertain.

These words made everyone shudder. Were they going to beat someone up or what?

Li Chuntao’s eldest brother continued, looking at Lan Hua’s aunt, "Your Yang Xiaocui stabbed my sister. You can’t deny it. Compensate us. I know you probably don’t have any Silver, so pay us with land—ten acres!"

As soon as these words were uttered, Lan Hua’s aunt’s eyes widened.

Ten acres?

This would basically be taking her life!

Their family had a dozen people, each using about an acre, totaling just over ten acres. Yang Dong had already taken three good acres and two lesser acres.

Now the family wouldn’t even have ten acres left. Even if they did, they couldn’t give it.

What would their family eat? Drink?

They couldn’t just leave nothing and hope for the best.

She immediately shouted, "No, absolutely not. We won’t compensate. It was all Yang Xiaocui’s doing. You can take her to the government office, or sell her to compensate you."

Upon hearing this, the villagers sighed in disbelief.

That was her own daughter, and yet she talked about not wanting her, about selling her.

It seemed that what Yang Xiaocui said earlier was true; this Xiaocui’s mother only had eyes for Silver.

But thinking again, ten acres were indeed their entire belongings. This matter would make anyone reconsider; sacrificing a girl to save a family had its logic.

Li Chuntao’s eldest brother stood there, sneering, "Your heartless daughter isn’t worth much. We want land. Hurry up, don’t waste time!"

Seeing that they wanted land, Yang Xiaocui’s three sisters-in-law panicked. This was their entire property, and they couldn’t give it. They were already pained by the land given to Yang Dong, but they endured it.

After all, with everything that happened, the Yang Family wouldn’t just let it go. Letting some blood spill was unavoidable.

The most important thing was to use this opportunity to split the family and free themselves from the old witch’s control. Even after giving land to Yang Dong, the remaining land would still allow each family two acres. With hard work, they could eat well, which was better than living under the old witch’s nose, unable to rise for a lifetime.

But the family hadn’t even split yet, and now they had to give all the land away? That wouldn’t work. What would they get?

So they all shouted out.

"No, we can’t give it to them. Why should we be punished for the mistakes of the sister-in-law? If we give it all, what will we eat?"

"Exactly, Village Chief, please split the family for us. Whatever they want, let mother-in-law and the sister-in-law bear it themselves; we won’t pay along with them."

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