Murong Yue walked towards the village chief and said, "I have met the village chief's grandpa."

"Hey, get up!" Li Zhenggang didn't expect that Murong Yue, who had always been timid, would come to salute him and say hello. You must know that Murong Yue used to hide when she saw him. If she couldn't hide, she would just ask weakly, "How are you, village chief?"

” and walked away quickly.

At this moment, Murong Yue seemed like a different person. Not only was she no longer afraid of him, but she saluted him generously and said hello, and her impression of her suddenly improved a bit.

Murong Yue didn't know how much the village chief's favorable impression of her had risen in such a short period of time.

Even if she knew, she would just smile.

"Grandpa, village chief, I wonder if this breakup of marriage is illegal or not?"

Li Zhenggang didn't expect that she would ask this, so he subconsciously frowned and asked, "Do you want to break off the engagement?"

"Yes, you have also seen it, Grandpa Village Chief. We don't have enough to eat and don't have warm clothes. It's getting cold. It will be even harder to find wild vegetables. The three of us brothers and sisters don't have any imaginable clothes. And we don't have any clothes."

As my so-called biological mother, I come here every now and then to plunder our things. If this continues, the three of us, brother and sister, will either starve to death or freeze to death, so we might as well break off this relationship so that they have no reason to come and take our things.

Then maybe we can still have a way to survive." Murong Yue said as she lowered her head and wiped her tears with a pitiful look.

Everyone present felt very pitiful for her when they saw her.

Human psychology tends to favor the weak. Compared with Murong Yue's weakness, Zhao's and Yao's irrationality, the former is more popular.

The village chief did not directly answer Murong Yue's words. Instead, he asked Murong Hao, the eldest brother in the family: "Xiao Hao, do you also want to break off your relationship with your grandma and the others?"

Who knows what Mrs. Yao was whispering in Mr. Zhao's ear just now?

At this moment, the village chief asked Murong Hao, and he immediately objected loudly: "Broken off? Don't even think about it. The ghost of my Murong family will be the one who dies. Humph, the broom star still wants to escape from my mother's hands, dreaming

."

After saying that, he didn't forget to say "poof" to Murong Hao.

Then he said to Mr. Yao who was standing aside: "The third brother's family is going back to eat. It's bad luck to look at these three bad guys."

"But..." Mrs. Yao looked at the chicken soup in Murong Hao's hand, still a little unwilling.

"But what? Why don't you leave quickly and wait for the village chief to catch up?"

The village chief looked at Zhao and Yao walking away, his teeth chattering with anger.

Mrs. Zhao really didn't take him as the village chief seriously, and Murong Fu was really too old to be useful, letting such a shrew run around.

Murong Hao saw that the village chief's face turned very dark because of Zhao's anger.

He went up and bowed and said: "Grandpa, village chief, Xiaohao is here to apologize for my grandma. This is my grandma's temperament. Please don't take it to heart."

Li Zhenggang looked at the polite Murong Hao, and his unhappiness disappeared a lot.

Zhao treated the three brothers and sisters like this, but Murong Hao still apologized for Zhao. Just because of his feelings, the village chief couldn't take it out on them, not to mention that it was not their fault.

"Xiao Hao, you three brothers and sisters should discuss the matter of breaking up the relationship carefully! After all, breaking up the relationship is a big deal, hey..."

Murong Hao smiled bitterly and said, "Okay, Grandpa Village Chief, I know."

"It's good to know, I'll go back first,"

"Grandpa, village chief, walk slowly." He said as he was about to send him out.

"No need to give it away, you should take this chicken soup back and heat it up to eat!" Li Zhenggang saw that he was holding a pot and wanted to send him out, so he quickly stopped him and walked towards the door.

Murong Hao looked at the pot in his hand, and finally stopped and did not follow him out.

Murong Hao put the cold chicken soup back on the stove and lit the fire, then stared at the fire in the stove in a daze.

When Murong Yue and Murong Qi came in, they saw Murong Hao staring blankly at the stove, wondering what he was thinking.

"Brother." Murong Yue called out tentatively.

Murong Hao still didn't respond.

Murong Yue glanced at Murong Qi, and Murong Qi glanced at his sister clearly.

Then he ran towards Murong Hao with his calves, stretched out his two short hands to hug Murong Hao's arm, and pouted: "Brother, I'm hungry."

Murong Hao was brought back to his senses by his appearance.

Then looking at his frowning expression, he said funnyly: "Wait a moment, the chicken soup will be ready soon. You go and sit down for a while." After that, he touched his head and motioned for him to sit down and wait for a while.

Murong Qi heard that he would be fine soon, and nodded happily: "Okay~"

Then he climbed on the stool, sat down, and waited obediently.

"Xiaoyue, why don't you go and sit for a while? You can eat soon." When Murong Hao saw her standing there motionless, he called her.

"Ah? Oh, okay." Murong Yue didn't expect him to call her suddenly and was stunned for a moment.

He sat on the stool and stared at Murong Hao.
Chapter completed!