Su Qiao shot him a sidelong glance. "I used to treat you like my own father, but have you ever treated me like your own daughter?
"I'm not even as good as the daughter of some wild woman you keep outside. What face-saving is there left to talk about?"
"Besides, everyone knows what that piece of land at Xiahe Ridge is like. After spending manpower and resources cultivating it and handing over the grain tax, there's barely anything left. We're only asking you to make up a couple hundred yuan. Isn't that reasonable?"
Old Lady Su stopped reaching for her money. "You damned girl, you might as well rob us!"
Su Qiao calmly kept her hand out. "Robbery is against the law. I'm a good, law-abiding citizen. I'd never do anything that let the country or the government down."
The Old Village Chief was silent for a moment. "Old Lady Su, Su Youqing, giving that plot of land to the mother and daughter was bullying them in the first place. Making up a little money is only right."
The villagers at the door nodded and echoed him one after another:
"That's right. Even if you gave me that land for free, I wouldn't want it. You can't grow much grain on it, and if you don't cultivate it, you still have to pay the grain tax out of your own pocket."
Tian Guihua cut in, "Village Chief, Chunfang and her daughter returned to her parents' home. There are three women in that family, and not a single laborer. Yet the Su Family still treated them so unfairly, sending them off with a patch of sandy land. Isn't that going a little too far?
"If you ask me, they should just file that lawsuit. They might even get several thousand yuan