The Blessed Beauty Returns with a Dimension

"Qin Ming, if what your parents said is true, then what you're doing is wrong. Look at the times we're in, with this famine going on. It's not just your family—every household in our county can't fill their stomachs. Our relatives from the countryside keep coming into town begging for a few pounds of grain.

You have so much grain and yet you're ignoring your younger siblings and parents? That's really indefensible."

"Yeah, and I don't know how you got so much grain, but storing four or five hundred pounds at home? We can't even fill up with the monthly grain supplies, yet your family can store grain? It must be acquired through some deceitful means."

"It could very well be that they brought the grain from home to the county. And now, leaving their younger siblings and parents to starve, they do nothing about it. Just by looking, you can tell Qin Ming isn't a decent person."

Jiang Yue and Qin Ming couldn't say a word. What could they say?

The grain stored in the house was evident, and there's no way they could lie with their eyes wide open. If they dared to say there was no grain at home, his mother would really kick open the door, showing everyone the grain inside the house.

Anyway, today this issue has practically ruined their reputation, and no matter how they explain, no one would listen to any of their reasons.

Most people's view is that, after all, they're a family. No matter how bad the parents are, you can't really watch them starve to death. Storing hundreds of pounds of grain, yet ignoring your parents, is indefensible.

They don't care who actually gave you the grain either.

Qin Ming knew that today's humiliation was profound; from now on, their reputation in the county was doomed.

Didn't you see Chief Wei's surprised look at the couple? He probably never expected such a situation to exist.

Qin Ming was both ashamed and guilty.

Jiang Xiaoxiao had already noticed that Qin Dazhi and his wife cooperated so well—one playing the good guy and one the bad—and they made it absolutely certain. They had leveraged the high ground of public opinion and morality to corner the couple, and they had solid evidence.

Just look at Qin Dazhi's smug face.

Qin Dazhi was indeed smug; you still want to fight him?

After all, this is his son.

He knows all too well what kind of person his eldest son is. For so many years, the eldest has been used to being an obedient son. To think he could break free from his grasp? No chance.

It's not like he spent so many years as a village official for nothing; dealing with such matters is easy. People are straightforward; once they hear someone has genuinely turned their back on their family, it's unacceptable. Even with all the justifications in the world, you can't watch your parents and siblings starve during a famine.

Today he was determined to take that grain, and not just 100 pounds—all of it.

Leaving the couple unable to complain.

And not just this; in the future, every time they demand grain or money, the couple wouldn't dare refuse.

Dare to refuse!

They could bring up today's matter again, and by then, everyone would surely believe the couple and not Qin Ming at all.

Qin Dazhi was most pleased with the success of this matter, even with Jiang Xiaoxiao standing there—so what?

Could you make that grain vanish?

That's solid evidence.

"Shut up! What nonsense are you spouting! Get in, get in. Eldest, your mom is talking nonsense. Everyone, don't believe her; this old woman is just ranting in madness, uttering nonsense. Our Qin Ming isn't like that."

They really need to make this matter stick.

Jiang Xiaoxiao stepped forward, walked to the main room, and pushed the door open. The main room had an inner and outer chamber. She had been here for several days and naturally knew that the inner chamber stored the grain.

But from the outside at the main entrance, you couldn't see the inner chamber.

She was playing with time differences.

While everyone was still reacting, she was already in the inner chamber, with a wave of her hand, putting all the grain inside, leaving only the daily ration for the couple—the half bag of grain was at most forty pounds.

Now it's the beginning of the month, and generally, at this time, everyone has just bought grain. This forty pounds was realistic and matched the numbers.

"Everyone come in and take a look; you can't let my sister and brother-in-law bear this accusation unscrupulously. Although she's my sister's mother-in-law and father-in-law, accusing them of hoarding grain just wrongs my elder sister.

Everyone come in, take a look, check it out; see if it's really so. You can't just rely on someone else's word."

Those watching the drama naturally weren't afraid of causing more trouble, and a crowd from outside swarmed in. Once inside, they saw everything neatly arranged.

Only a half bag of flour was placed on the low table against the wall, which appeared to be no more than thirty or forty pounds.

Looking around, there was no grain in sight.

Quite a few people immediately understood, realizing that the old lady's unreasonable fuss earlier had no basis, so she concocted lies about her son and daughter-in-law, banking on no one deciding to check inside the house, and put a big label of unfilial conduct on them.

Forcing her son and daughter-in-law to their deaths, not only labeling them unfilial but also making everyone hold a grudge against Qin Ming.

How much hatred could she have for her own son—is this really a mother?

Many people speculated wildly, could it be that this couple were Qin Ming's adoptive parents?

Was he picked up or adopted?

He Guixiang noticed people whispering, but earlier everyone stood behind their couple, and now what they said clearly wasn't that. Instead, they were condemning their couple.

She immediately got up from the ground, she didn't believe it!

Earlier she clearly saw from the window outside that the main room was stocked with grain!

In such a short time, could the couple have moved everything? She didn't believe it.

He Guixiang rushed into the room in a few steps, only to find the empty main room, with just that half bag of flour. She rubbed her eyes firmly, doubting if she had misseen it earlier. Could she have been mistaken?

Qin Dazhi followed her in, and seeing the situation inside the house, he knew that what the old lady had said was probably made-up.

Inwardly he cursed, not knowing when this damned old lady would know what to do!

How could these words be recklessly concocted?

Causing him to believe it was real, and now look at the trouble where they ended up in the corner.

With so many people watching, what else could he say; he had to play the good father.

"Please excuse us; my wife is always full of nonsense. What she said earlier was because she was angry, don't take her words seriously. Really, my eldest is a filial child."

Many people felt a bit sorry for Qin Dazhi, seeing how he couldn't manage his fierce wife, surely unable to control her normally.

Otherwise, how could he let his wife harm his son like this? The father seemed sensible.