Rebirth and Counterattack: The True Daughter Doesn’t Want to Inherit the Family Property Rebirth and

Bidding farewell to Xie Shichuan and his uncle, Xia Qing carried half a basket of loot and Fang Lan down the mountain to go home.

Up the mountain in the morning until now, it was already more than ten o'clock in the morning, Xia Qing jumped all the way down the mountain and talked to Fang Lan all the way about how to eat fungi, causing Fang Lan to keep scolding cats.

When they arrived at the door, Xia Qing and Fang Lan's good mood suddenly disappeared.

There were two people sitting on the maza at the entrance of the courtyard, an older man in his sixties, with a squinted eye glowing from time to time, and another young man in his twenties, sneering while constantly looking at the surrounding mountains.

The comers are not good.

Fang Lan sank her face, untied the bamboo basket on her back and held it in her hand, pulled Xia Qing and walked to the courtyard, just as if she had never seen these two people.

It's a pity that these two people don't know how to write the word Zhiqi.

"Xia Cheng's daughter-in-law, see that the uncle doesn't even know how to shout?"

The squinted-eyed old man who was smoking a cigarette came with a sentence.

Fang Lan entered the yard, threw the bamboo basket on the ground, glanced at the two people at the door with slanted eyes, and said with a suppressed anger:

"Uncle, my side is busy, I can't imagine that someone will squat in front of other people's houses to smoke and sit idly during the day."

The uncle of the Xia family didn't care if Xia Shan was choked, he came today anyway.

"I know you're busy, so I'm going to come and discuss something with you today."

Fang Lan took the bamboo basket on Xia Qing's back, and then pushed Xia Qing into the house.

While closing the door from the outside, he turned around and sneered: "No need to discuss, I don't want to hear it."

Summer Mountain's eyes narrowed coldly, he didn't speak, and the young man next to him who sneered endlessly spoke.

"I said second aunt, my grandfather is the patriarch, did you talk to the patriarch like that? Oh, your picked up daughter was admitted to college, and you had your nostrils pointing to the sky, right?

Fang Lan didn't even bother to give a corner of her eye, she looked at Xia Shan with a straight face: "Uncle, let's be blunt, these mountains were left to me by my family Xia Cheng, and if I want me to give the mountain contracting right to your family, it's better to go home and dream."

Xia Shan pressed the cigarette butt into the mud, and said slowly: "Xia Cheng's daughter-in-law, people have to talk about a reasonable word when they live, Xia Cheng has been gone for so many years, you a widow with a foreign surname occupies these mountains, don't you feel a loss?" Fang

Lan has been ridiculed like this for more than ten years, and she has already experienced hundreds of battles, and she immediately wants to sneer at each other.

"However, I have now thought of a good way, as long as you agree, everything can be solved." Summer Mountain proposed with a smile.

Fang Lan didn't expect the dog to spit out ivory in his mouth, and the so-called good method in Summer Mountain was definitely to cut the flesh and dig the skin of his own family.

Xia Shan pulled the sneering man next to him to Fang Lan and patted him on the shoulder: "Xia Cheng's daughter-in-law, how do you see my grandson Xia Yi?"

Fang Lan looked at Xia Yi, saw the shoes from the hair strands, and saw the hair strands from the shoes: "It's over, it's not good."

Xia Yi originally looked at Xia Qing's door obliquely and continued to sneer, and when he heard this, he was about to explode his hair: "You are a widow who really gives a face..." Before

the words were finished, Xia Yi was slapped on the back of the head by his grandfather Xia Shan, swallowing the following words.

Xia Shan dragged Xia Yi aside again, and continued to discuss with a smiling face: "I heard that Xia Qing took the third place in the county, and he must have become a good university, you see that you have been widowed for so many years, Xia Qing is estimated not to come back in the future, what do you want these mountains for?"

Xia Yi listened anxiously next to him, and kept pulling the hem of Xia Shan's clothes, and was slapped by Xia Shan's hand again.

"If you really want to keep these mountains, I have a better way."

Fang Lan had a sense of foreboding in her heart, and bad luck came.

"It's better to let Xia Qing and Xia Yi get engaged, Xia Qing writes a letter of guarantee and presses his handprint, and comes back to marry Xia Yi after graduating from college, so that this mountain is two children, and our two families will not distinguish yours and mine, do you think it is good?"

Xia Yi was finally satisfied, brushed the bangs on his head, and looked at Fang Lan with his head raised: "I don't dislike Xia Qing for being a girl who picked up, you guys are lucky." "

Fang Lan and Xia Qing outside the house are dumbfounded, this person is so ordinary and so confident, human beings are shameless and really have not gone offline.

Fang Lan almost didn't come up in one breath, she took a few sharp breaths, and sneered: "Well... Good spring and autumn dreams!

She picked up the scoop, scooped up a full scoop of water from the tank, and threw her head over the two shameless young and old in front of her.

Xia Shan ran away with Xia Yi in embarrassment, Xia Shan's old face couldn't hang up, and finally put down the cruel words: "Either you give up the contracting right, or Xia Qing and Xia Yi get married, there is no third way!"

Fang Lan splashed another bucket of water, and the ancestors and grandchildren scolded and walked away.

Xia Qing opened the door, hugged Fang Lan, who was flushed with anger, and gently patted her back: "Mom, don't be angry."

Fang Lan's tears couldn't help but fall, if Xia Qing were not her spiritual pillar over the years, she would have been unable to hold on.

Xia Qing wiped the tears from her mother's face.

When she was a teenager, Xia Qing did not really understand the pain Fang Lan endured, and she thought that studying hard to get into a good university was to repay her mother's hard work.

Far from it.

It wasn't until Xia Qing walked in purgatory herself and returned to the age of eighteen that she understood how much Fang Lan had paid to protect herself.

This time, she was going to protect Fang Lan.

Back in the room, Xia Qing turned on the computer, searched for a few keywords, and then found the information she wanted.

That's it! Xia Qing wrote down the relevant terms in detail, and against people like Xia Shan Zusun, going to the city to fight a lawsuit was enough to dispel their greed.

In the afternoon, many people gathered around the gate of the propaganda board of the village branch.

Xia Qing unfolded a "Letter to the Female Compatriots of the Production Brigade in the South Village" written by herself, and Juanxiu's powerful brush poster was pasted on the propaganda board, and then the good deeds began to read aloud.

"According to Article 6 of the Law of the People's Republic of China on Rural Land Contracting, women and men enjoy equal rights in rural land contracting. Women's lawful rights and interests shall be protected in the course of contracting, and no organization or individual may deprive or infringe upon the land contracting and management rights that women should enjoy. "

“...... The aggrieved woman may directly file a lawsuit in the people's court, demanding that the infringing party bear civil liability such as ceasing the infringement, restoring the original state, removing the nuisance, and compensating for losses, so as to protect the legitimate rights and interests of her contracted land.

"Hey, which one is this?"

"Which girl's child?"

"You don't know, it's Fang Lan's daughter, the girl who picked it up."

"It turned out to be her, she looks so handsome, but this hand is really powerful, and she can't afford to provoke her."

"Harm, the old man of the production team Summer Mountain is not authentic, staring at the contracting rights of orphans and widows all day long, who doesn't know ah, lack of morality."

"Well, if you rob Fang Lan of the contracting right again, people will enter the city to sue him."

"The wicked have to be beaten hard."

Next to the propaganda column, Fang Lan looked at her daughter's still immature back with a look of satisfaction, I don't know why, her family Qingqing seems to have suddenly grown up.

Outside the crowd, Summer Mountain smoked, his eyes were gloomy, and his face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Xia Yi stood on the side, with a fierce expression, and glared fiercely at the people next to him who were gloating at him.

"Grandpa, what are you afraid of, I don't believe they really dare to sue."

Summer Mountain ignored his irascible grandson, he lived so old and ate more salt than young people ate rice, this matter was that he underestimated Fang Lan's mother and daughter.

Especially Fang Lan's daughter.

Xia Qing has good academic performance, he knew a few years ago, and since then, he has thought of setting this granddaughter-in-law for Xia Yi.

The daughter-in-law of the old Xia family and his family are not very literate, and even taking their children and grandchildren to study is not very good, his family Xia Yi is very smart, just can't sit still and can't read, these eighty percent is the root of his mother's side.

If Xia Qing marries Xia Yi, he will be able to give his family a great-grandson who can be admitted to university.

Knowing that Xia Qing had obtained a high score in the college entrance examination, he told his grandson about it, and this kid looked unwilling, but he was actually very anxious.

He knew that Xia Qing was beautiful and could read, and his grandson absolutely liked it.

He wanted to take advantage of the fact that this girl had not yet flown out and quickly settled.

I never expected that this girl had not gone to college and was already so handy.

Such a girl, can her own grandson subdue her?

Summer Mountain became skeptical of his decision.

Xia Qing ruthlessly attacked the ancestors and grandchildren of Xia Shan, and used legal means to first pinch the family's heart.

But Xia Qing knew that this could only temporarily keep Summer Mountain still, and in her previous life, there had also been a matter of Summer Mountain coming to raise her family, and at that time, she was thinking about her future life in K University on the Internet in her room, and all the storms and waves were blocked by Fang Lan alone.

As a daughter, she lived carefree under the sky raised by Fang Lan's thin shoulders, and in this life, she should take on her responsibilities.

In the afternoon, Fang Lan, who was in a good mood, packed up the fresh mushrooms she picked and wanted to cook her daughter's favorite dish.

Xia Qing also cheered and slapped his hand next to him.

They first rinse off the sediment and grass clippings attached to the fungi with clean water, then carefully grind off the blackened spots with a scouring pad, and use a kitchen knife to cut off the dirty and bad taste areas of the thicker mushroom roots.

Fang Lan poured the cleaned fungi onto the board, neatly cut all kinds of white and yellow fungi into hob pieces and thick slices, and then poured them into a stainless steel basin filled with clean water and soaked.

Xia Qing took a kitchen knife and patted a bunch of white raw garlic cloves flat, so that the skin of the garlic cloves came down as soon as it was peeled, and it was very easy to peel.

She ran into her vegetable garden, picked a few emerald green peppers, pulled a handful of green chives, washed and chopped.

Fang Lan's kitchen has an earthen stove and a gas tank stove for convenience and speed.

However, Fang Lan always felt that the dishes made by the earthen stove were the most nourishing.

She lit the fire with dead grass, and then stuffed the firewood into the stove, and when the pot was hot, she took out the chicken fat stored in the refrigerator, heated the pot with chicken fat, and then stir-fried the green onion and garlic into the oil pan, and the whole kitchen was full of aroma.

Xia Qing handed the drained fungi to her mother, Fang Lan poured it into the pot, quickly stir-fried it with a spatula, and then poured water over the fungi, covered the pot and simmered.

The fungi in the southwest mountains are indeed a gift from nature, but a wide variety of fungi will eat many people every year, and doctors call for fungi to be cooked thoroughly every year, and unfamiliar fungi cannot be eaten.

Xia Qing's Bai Jian Hand Qing picked today will be boiled more, and if it is not cooked for half an hour, Fang Lan does not dare to let her into her mouth.

After waiting for half an hour to boil and collect the juice, Fang Lan poured the chili pepper into the pot and stir-fried, added some salt and light soy sauce, continued to stir-fry, and finally sprinkled with green onions out of the pot.

Xia Qing held the dish and took a deep breath, it was so fragrant, it was the taste of her favorite mother.

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