Chapter 9 Beat to Death
Then, she looked at Xia Ziying, her eyes darkening a little, "Fourth sister, when you married into the Anyang Marquis Mansion, the dowry left by my mother and my grandmother were all sent to the Anyang Marquis Mansion. You and I are easy to marry. I You didn’t return the dowry to me.”
"Also, before we got married, my mother lent me 12,000 taels of silver and gave it to you to use as a banknote. She still hasn't paid it back to me. That money was earned by my fourth brother-in-law from selling the property left to me by my mother-in-law. .”
"My grandmother and my mother left me a dowry of tens of thousands taels of silver. Now it's all in your hands, Xia Ziying. It's not too much for me to just borrow five hundred taels of silver from you. Otherwise, you will leave my mother and my grandmother behind." Return all the dowry you gave me?”
Knowing that his stepsister would rather see her die than help her, Xia Zihan felt resentful and resentful, and suddenly became cruel and wanted to cause a scene in the Anyang Marquis Mansion.
Xia Ziying's place is already the last way out for her and Sister Ying. If this road fails, then she and Sister Ying can only watch their death.
Cao Zian and the evil mother-in-law died, but she didn't feel bad.
Even if she dies, she will not linger on in this world.
But Sister Ying is the daughter Nuan Yu gave birth to through hard work. Nuan Yu's whereabouts are now unknown. She will not watch Sister Ying starve to death, no matter what she says.
What's more, she had been holding Yi Marry's breath in her heart for five years.
In the past five years, she has not lived a human life.
She wouldn't be willing to die without this incident.
"Your things?" Xia Ziying sneered, "Second sister, when you got married, my mother also bought you a dowry. Those dowries were all carefully prepared by my mother for me."
"It's good that I took your dowry, but you also took my dowry. We have already settled our relationship, so what qualifications do you have to ask me to return the dowry to you now?"
The sisters are at loggerheads.
When it came to the fake dowry, Xia Zihan became furious and furious, "Yes, you gave me all your dowry, but your dowry is not worth two hundred taels of silver."
"The utensils and jewelry are all gold-plated, the calligraphy and paintings are imitation, and even the furniture is bought old pine furniture and given a new coat of paint."
And those worthless dowries were actually prepared for her by her stepmother, not for her stepsister.
The stepmother had been planning for the sisters to marry each other for a long time, but she was so stupid that she didn't know anything, and she was fooled into being plotted. Xia Zihan's eyes were red and bursting, "You two, mother and daughter, have been plotting my dowry for a long time. You didn't even let go of my money and borrowed it as an excuse."
"My mother gave you my silver, and I don't expect you to return it all to me. I'll just borrow a mere five hundred taels of silver from you. This isn't an excessive request."
I thought she was going to make a fuss, but for the sake of reputation, Xia Ziying wouldn't let her make a fuss anymore, and would at least agree to lend her five hundred taels of silver.
Let her help.
Who knows...
Xia Ziying became anxious, stood up suddenly, and shouted, "Where did this crazy woman come from? She actually broke into the Anyang Marquis Mansion to run wild. Someone is coming, why don't you beat them out quickly."
Before Xia Zihan could react, several rough women rushed in. Without saying a word, they blocked her mouth and dragged her out.
After being beaten and kicked, she was thrown into an alley.
I don't know when the rain stopped, but the north wind was roaring in my ears, and it ruthlessly got into Xia Zihan's clothes.
Xia Zihan's whole body hurt, as if she had been crushed by a car. She was twitching all over. After a long time, when she was about to freeze to death, she thought of Sister Ying.
No, she is her legitimate mother, and she must find money to save her.
Xia Zihan tried hard to open her heavy eyelids, endured the pain, gritted her teeth, held on to the wall, climbed up with difficulty, and moved slowly step by step.
Unfortunately, she only walked about ten steps before her body leaned forward and fell down in the alley, with her head on the ground, blood flowing all over the floor, and she never got up again.
Reasonable, after all, it is no match for power.
If there is an afterlife, even if she has no power, she must be rich and powerful...
(End of chapter)