Chapter 49 The source of the Si family's troubles is Si Yao

Chapter 49 The source of the Si family's troubles is Si Yao

Qingbao sat relaxed on the steps, looking incredibly cute as a tiny bundle.

But the little guy's gaze was quite intimidating as he looked at Si Yao and Si Han.

"If we really trace it back to the source, the reason those evil spirits died so tragically was all because of Si Yao. Therefore, the source of the disaster you mentioned is not with me."

Madam Si didn't believe a word Qingbao said. She retorted, "If you didn't cause this, why did you save people?"

Could it be because her uncles owe Qingbao money and haven't paid it back?

Qingbao nodded innocently, "My second uncle owes my mother five hundred taels of silver, and he also has to return my dowry to me, so of course I'm going to save him."

“But if the same situation were to occur, and you, Madam Si, were to actually fly away, even if you gave me a lot of money, I would not save you.”

Qingbao served as a judge for ten years and had a scale in her heart. She would choose the sentence based on what each person had done in their lifetime.

In her heart, Madam Si was no longer forgivable.

"Stop talking nonsense. You say Yao'er is the murderer who killed the evil spirit, what evidence do you have?"

Si Han, his face cold, shielded Si Yao and her daughter behind him.

He watched his sister grow up from childhood, how could he possibly intentionally harm her?

It must be because swords and spears are indiscriminate on the battlefield that the enemy's dead came to slander his sister.

Si Yao's eyes darted away slightly. She reached out and tugged at Si Han's sleeve. "Big brother, don't ask anymore. You believe a child's words?"

She initially didn't take three-year-old Qingbao seriously at all.

As these events unfolded, Si Yao became more wary and defensive towards Qing Bao.

She was afraid that she might actually know something.

"She can't just spout nonsense and slander you because she's a child. Only someone as generous as you wouldn't hold it against her."

Si Han was determined to protect his sister.

Qingbao shrugged. "Unfortunately, I have no evidence."

She had no evidence, but the evil spirits hidden in the bag could speak.

The wronged souls only have one chance to plead for judgment, and Qingbao must not waste it.

Since there was no one at the moment who could convict Si Yao, if she revealed the truth, Madam Si would definitely protect or send Si Yao away.

Then things will become difficult.

Hearing Qingbao say there was no evidence, Siyao smiled and said, "Your character is really bad. No wonder everyone loves Mengmeng and not you."

“Although Qingbao has no evidence, that doesn’t prove that the source isn’t you.” A deep, angry voice rang out.

Before anyone knew it, Si Zhao had arrived at the entrance of the mourning hall with a dark expression.

"Zhao'er!"

"Third brother!"

Madam Si, Old Madam Si, Si Han, and Si Ye all looked over at almost the same time.

The worried and concerned looks from his family members made Si Zhao feel awkward.

He used to think that he had the love of his family.

Only now have I realized that they could abandon themselves without hesitation for an adopted daughter with whom they have no blood relation.

I'm utterly disappointed!

"Zhao'er, are you feeling better? I was worried about you." Madam Si walked over and half-squatted in front of Si Zhao's wheelchair.

She grabbed her third son's arm, looked him up and down, her face full of worry.

Si Zhao coldly withdrew his hand. "You're not dead yet, are you happy?"

Mrs. Si was stunned.

Why did my third son suddenly change?

"Third brother," Si Ye called out.

Si Zhao's expression softened a little. "Second brother, you're not dead either."

What a coincidence!

Qingbao saved them all.

"Yes, after you didn't die, I didn't die either. What a coincidence." Si Ye walked over, still wearing his burial clothes, his face ashen, like a corpse.

Si Zhao said, "We won't die! You won't die, I won't die, we won't die!"

Immediately afterwards, Si Ye's corpse pushed a disabled person to Qing Bao's side.

No matter how Qingbao looked at the scene, she felt it was eerie.

Okay, whatever makes you happy.

I don't care if you die or not.

“Third brother, why did you go and join Qingbao in her nonsense? She’s talking rubbish and her character is extremely low.” Si Han saw that his two younger brothers were siding with Qingbao.

Moreover, since both of them had survived, he couldn't help but feel a little angry.

Once, the three brothers were of one mind and vowed to treat Yao'er well for the rest of their lives.

Is it really only me who can keep my promise?

Thinking of this, Si Han felt utterly disheartened towards his two younger brothers.

Si Zhao glanced at him and said, "I know who is of low character. But I'm telling you, Si Yao, who is behind you, is not worth protecting like this."

Anyone who truly loves her will meet a terrible end.

The older brother just hasn't learned his lesson yet.

"Yao'er deserves it. She's the little sister we three raised since she was a child!" Si Han retorted angrily to Si Zhao, his eyes filled with disappointment towards his two younger brothers.

“You all go and protect Si Hesheng’s daughter. Apart from being related to us by blood, Si Hesheng is practically a stranger to us! How can her daughter be compared to Yao’er and her daughter!”

After being missing for twenty years, a younger sister suddenly appeared in the family, stealing the affection that originally belonged to the younger sister.

How could Si Han possibly tolerate Si He?

Si He was speechless. "Let's stick to the facts. Why are you bringing up who gave birth to whom? When your mother gave birth to you, the fetus was lost. Did she raise the placenta instead?"

She would never have dared to confront anyone like this before.

Because no one would help her, she was too weak, and just standing there without being hit had exhausted all her strength.

But things are different now.

Her Qingbao is very capable, and with her grandmother and the others protecting her, she is no longer alone.

Si Han: "Si He, you've grown quite the temper, daring to speak to your elder brother like that."

"Didn't you just say I was a stranger? You're meddling in things that are strangers to you? You're really meddling." Si He was no longer afraid of anyone.

Qingbao raised her round little face and asked her mother with eager eyes, "Mommy, do you know why Xiaoming's grandfather lived to be a hundred years old?"

"Why?" Si He asked.

Qingbao: "Because Xiaoming's grandfather doesn't concern himself with the affairs of strangers."

Si Ye understood, and so did Madam Si. The two of them tried hard to suppress their smiles, their hearts filled with sorrow.

"Qingbao!" Si Han was overwhelmed by anger. He, who was always as cold as an iceberg, had never been so angry before.

Qingbao: "Grandpa Xiaoming won't care what Qingbao says."

Si Han wanted to teach her a lesson, but Si Ye stopped him.

Si Ye almost used his Iron Head Kung Fu to knock his elder brother away.

"Second brother, how could you treat eldest brother like this!" Si Yao supported her eldest brother, her face full of anger.

Si Han gritted his teeth and said, "See? At this point, only Yao'er cares about us, while Si He and the others only want to see us fight amongst ourselves."

"Big brother, you weren't home yesterday, were you?" Si Zhao asked, sitting in his wheelchair with a deathly expression.

It seems that I didn't see my elder brother yesterday, otherwise he definitely wouldn't have defended Si Yao like this.

“Now that Father is in a state of despair, the family will still be under your care from now on, brother. The reason I dragged my broken body here is to tell you that Si Yao is not worth your protection.”

Si Han's eyes widened in disbelief. "What are you talking about? She is..."

"The source of our family's troubles is not Qingbao, but Siyao!"