"Refuse to divide the household? That's fine by me!"
Finally, Su Pan'er lifted her foot and released her, casually brushing the dust off herself, and chuckled a couple of times.
She curled her lips, "Let's go. Didn't you say you wanted to take this to village chief for judgement? I would like to see what you can do."
Mrs. Qin-Li was stunned and speechless.
Su Pan'er's eyes were still fixed on Old Qin: "Show me another couple who were made to live in the firewood room on their wedding night by their mother-in-law, another new bride who is constantly scolded, another mother-in-law who directly overturns her son and daughter-in-law's bed, destroying all the items in the room! I would like to see what the village chief has to say about this."
Old Qin was anxious to mediate, but hearing these words, he felt they were reasonable and could not speak for a while, standing on the side in anxiety.