bestfiction Chapter 192 Handed Over to the Government
Chapter 192 Handed Over to the Government
Given the current situation, the answer is obvious, but without physical evidence, Cui Miao'er can still remain stubborn.
Meng Fuqing handled the matter methodically, which only made people feel convinced.
After waiting for about fifteen minutes, Ji Dalang hurriedly returned and handed Meng Fuqing the plain white cotton handkerchief he was holding.
"Qingqing, look, isn't this aconite juice?"
Meng Fuqing pointed to Doctor Zheng, "I'm not good at this, please ask Doctor Zheng to do it."
After taking the handkerchief from Ji Dalang, Doctor Zheng carefully smelled it and then tested it on himself to confirm that it was indeed aconite.
Meng Fuqing looked at the wrinkled handkerchief, with only a crease in the middle, and guessed, "It must have been made by placing crushed aconite on the handkerchief, wrapping it up, and squeezing the juice into the vegetable porridge."
Ji Dalang looked pained. "She also made the vegetable porridge tonight."
Meng Fuqing felt that Cui Miao'er was cautious in everything she did, and left traces everywhere. He didn't know whether to call her clever or stupid.
She looked at Yan He: "Wake him up."
"What can I do?" Yan He asked. "I can only wake her up by hitting her or splashing her with water."
"You two get out of the way, this old man is here."
As he spoke, Zheng Yi took out his silver needles and inserted two needles into Cui Miao'er's body. Before long, Cui Miao'er slowly woke up.
Faced with the physical evidence that she hadn't had time to deal with, Cui Miao'er couldn't hide her panic but still stubbornly insisted on her case. Finally, Meng Fuqing made the final decision, "If you don't admit it, then take you to the county government."
Cui Miao'er's voice stopped abruptly, her head lowered, her expression unreadable.
"This is the only way," Meng Bochang said slowly. "Dailang's wife, I originally prepared a place for you to stay, thinking that if you and Dalang really did divorce, you would have a place to live, and you could either establish a female household or remarry. Why are you so stubborn?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Cui Miao'er pounced on Meng Fuqing like a madwoman.
"Meng Qingqing! How could you be so vicious?! My parents, brothers, and sisters-in-law have all been ruined by you, and now you're going to ruin me too..."
She didn't even touch the hem of Meng Fuqing's clothes before Yan He subdued her.
She cried uncontrollably, struggling but unable to break free, and finally gave up. "So what if I did it? You all bully me. If my family were still here, how could you treat me like this... Meng Fuqing, it's all your fault, you'll get what's coming to you..."
Before she could finish saying the last word "death," a slap landed on her face, making her vision go black and her ears ring.
"Cui Miao'er, have you no conscience at all!" Ji Dalang roared. "Do you think you're only alive today because you're lucky enough to poison my mother? If it weren't for Qingqing, your family and you wouldn't have made it out of Qingping County!"
Ji Erlang and Ji Sanlang were equally furious. Their fists were clenched, and they never expected that their sister-in-law would harm their mother.
Meng Fuqing walked up to Cui Miao'er, squatted down, and said softly, "A fool like you can kill yourself, why would I bother with you?"
She gave Cui Miao'er a wicked smile and said, "I wish you and your parents, brothers, and sisters-in-law a speedy reunion."
After saying that, she got up and left Doctor Zheng's house.
Yan He glanced sympathetically at Cui Miao'er, whose face was extremely pale. The next moment, she suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and then her restrained body went limp.
She immediately let go, disclaiming any involvement, "It wasn't me," Meng Fuqing said angrily.
After saying that, she slipped away quickly.
Doctor Zheng's lips twitched. He squatted down and took Cui Miao'er's pulse. She had indeed fainted due to anger and shock.
After the two left, Shan Qiyu returned home just before midnight and told them about the follow-up matters.
“Your Aunt Yao doesn’t intend to let this go peacefully. She’s having the villagers help her take the person to the county government early tomorrow morning. After the person wakes up, Da Lang will ask Cui Miao’er why she wanted to harm someone. She’ll say that without her mother-in-law, the two of them won’t need to get a divorce.”
Shan Qiyu sighed, "What kind of talk is that? Sister Yao never encouraged the two of them to divorce. At first, she thought Cui Miao'er was a gossip, but she just wanted to discipline her for a few years and correct her bad habits."
"Is there something wrong with Cui Miao'er's head? Why are her thoughts so different from ordinary people?" Yan He couldn't understand.
“Blaming all the blame on outsiders is just making excuses for what you’ve done and reducing your guilt,” Meng Fuqing said.
After exchanging a few more words, everyone went back to their rooms to sleep.
The next morning, Cui Miao'er, her face ashen, was bound to a carriage. At the Ji family home, Jinbao wept bitterly. Meng Fuqing only woke up in bed when the carriage had left Hanhua Village.
Last night before going to bed, she went into her space and picked the ripe oranges. Then she noticed the clear stream in the space and planned to take the white wolf to the mountains to find a water source, catch some fish, shrimp, loach, snails and other river delicacies to raise in the stream, so that she could catch them whenever she wanted to eat them. She also planned to go to the mountains to find some new herbs and wild vegetables to plant in her space.
Although things are peaceful in Jing'an Prefecture now, she is not at ease and would prefer to ensure the sustainable development of the things in the space.
Meanwhile, Yan He was tinkering in the room, disguising himself as his master, Xuan Yi, in his previous appearance.
On the surface, it seemed like an old man and a young man met at the entrance of the main room, and Meng Fuqing almost reflexively attacked the stranger who suddenly appeared in his home.
As the two stared at each other, Meng Ali's confused voice came from behind them.
"Who are you, grandpa? Why have you come to my house? Do you know me, ma'am?"
Yan He turned around and spoke in an aged voice that was different from the previous Mr. Yan's, "Little guy, I know your older sister. We are close friends despite our age difference."
Meng Ali found the old man in front of her a bit strange and didn't understand why he had suddenly appeared at her house. Seeing that her older sister wasn't going to kick him out, she nodded reluctantly, put the plate in her hand on the dining table, and said in a serious tone, "Guests are always welcome. Grandpa, please sit down and have some breakfast before you leave."
Yan He chuckled, speaking in her natural voice. Meng Ali's eyes widened immediately, "Sister He!"
After breakfast, Meng Fuqing and Yan He went out separately. Meng Fuqing took the white wolf up the mountain, while Yan He took Niu Er, who was driving the carriage for her, to Qixia Temple, the largest Taoist temple in Jing'an Prefecture.
The nearest mountain to the village is not very high, and even has a large slope.
Influenced by the strange events in Hanhua Village, this mountain seems to have never been set foot on; not only are there no mountain paths, but the ground is also quite rugged.
Meng Fuqing walked among them as if on flat ground. She tried to mobilize her internal energy and use her lightness skill to traverse the forest, but unfortunately, her internal energy was insufficient, and the distance and height she could fly were limited.
After she had had her fill of fun, she started digging up wild vegetables she recognized and planting them in the open space in front of the villa. Later, she hunted a wild deer and three bison deep in the mountains.
She didn't kill any of the four prey, but instead tied them to the fruit trees in the backyard with vines.
In ancient times, it was extremely difficult to get beef. Their livestock were registered when they settled down, so they could only hope that these three cows could produce calves.
While she was busy, the white wolf was also very busy.
It would appear and disappear around her, sometimes coming back empty-handed, sometimes bringing back small prey. Meng Fuqing would then put its prey in her space and feed it when it got hungry.
She brought back a lot of fresh river delicacies from the mountain stream and put them into her space. After that, she also picked a beehive.
On her way back, she passed through a bamboo forest and not only picked bamboo shoots but also caught a few bamboo rats. Seeing that she had harvested enough, she transplanted a few bamboo stalks into her space and planted them on the other side of the stream.
When they returned to the village, the Ji family, who had gone to the county government office early that morning, also returned, but Cui Miao'er did not come back with them.