"Brother Jianguo is awesome! I've had a problem with that pretty boy for a long time. He was entangled with Li Jiaoyan before, and he still hasn't settled down now that he's married."

"Hehe, I think he just can't bear to part with Li Jiaoyan. A few days ago I saw a section of the cornfield collapsed, and the village chief was searching the whole village for people. Maybe it was that shameless Song Hengjue who was in there having sex with Li Jiaoyan."

...

These men have no sense of propriety; they'll say anything and everything, and their words get increasingly outrageous.

Yang Qingheng felt a surge of anger and turned around: "Did your mother give you a mouth just to spread rumors? You slut whose brain is still full of amniotic fluid."

The group was stunned by the insults. When they realized who was in front of them, their faces showed a mixture of innocence and confusion.

Song Jianguo had never been insulted like that before, especially by a woman. Overwhelmed by humiliation, she retorted, "What business is it of a woman like you when a man talks? Your mouth is so filthy, do you believe I'll slap you?"

Make a gesture as if you are raising your fist.

Yang Qingheng's eyes darted around, but she wasn't afraid of him. Her eyes reddened, and she started shouting at the top of her lungs, "Help! Someone's hitting me! I saw Song Jianguo rolling around in the cornfield with someone, and when I said I'd tell my sister-in-law, he tried to hit me! This is outrageous..."

Now, no one was in the mood to watch the movie anymore. They all crowded around to watch the spectacle and pointed at Song Jianguo.

Having illicit relationships with men and women is a crime punishable by public criticism!

Song Jianguo's face was ashen, mixed with a hint of panic. He grabbed Yang Qingheng by the collar, furious and embarrassed: "What nonsense are you spouting, you slut? How could you have seen me messing around?"

Yang Qingheng looked innocent and pointed to her nose: "I saw it with both eyes."

Song Jianguo choked, unsure how to explain, and kept swearing to everyone that he was chaste, had a family, and would never do such a thing.

Yang Qingheng almost laughed out loud. It wasn't that she liked spreading rumors, but she wanted him to experience the same feeling himself!

On the surface, however, he appeared to be a righteous man who was not afraid of powerful forces in order to let his sister-in-law know the truth: "Song Jianguo, if you didn't do it, why are you afraid that I will tell your sister-in-law? If you are innocent, why are you so flustered now?"

Everyone nodded and were led directly into the ditch by her.

"That's right, Song Jianguo, if you haven't wronged your sister-in-law, what are you afraid of?"

"He's so flustered, he must have done it. I wonder who he did it with. I saw him going to the educated youth settlement a lot a few days ago. Could it be with one of the educated youth?"

"I guessed it was..."

After everyone's analysis, even lies were presented as truths, which made Song Jianguo so angry that his heart, liver, and lungs ached.

Seeing Yang Qingheng's smug face, he threw a punch at her.

"I'll beat you to death, you blabbermouth scum!"

Yang Qingheng shuddered and rolled to the side. Before she could catch her breath, a scream came from behind her, followed by the sound of fists hitting flesh.

The scene erupted in uproar, and the crowd surged forward.

"Hengjue, calm down. You can't hit people like that."

"Just give him a couple of punches, don't kill him, or you'll go to jail."

Song Hengjue's eyes were bloodshot, and his furious appearance showed no rationality whatsoever. Even if several people rushed forward, they couldn't stop his brute force.

Yang Qingheng was startled to see Song Jianguo beaten so badly by Song Hengjue that he couldn't get up. She scrambled over and grabbed his arm, saying, "That's enough, that's enough."

Song Hengjue seemed to wake from a dream, his chest heaving violently, still furious, but he finally didn't throw another punch.

"The village chief is here!" A cry of surprise rang out, and a passage was cleared as the village chief rushed over menacingly. Upon seeing the scene, his vision blurred, and he shouted angrily.

"Nonsense!"

When Song Jianguo saw the village chief, he was like seeing a savior, and he hugged his leg and cried bitterly.

"Village chief, you must do justice for me! Song Hengjue is like a mad dog. He rushed over and beat me up like this. I'm calling the police. I want him to go to jail."

Yang Qingheng snorted coldly, put her hands on her hips and said loudly, "Village chief, I also want to seek justice. Song Jianguo hit me first. My Hengjue was completely acting in self-defense. I also want to call the police and accuse him of hitting me."

The village chief's temple twitched twice: "Shut up, all of you. That's enough for today. The leaders are coming to inspect in a while. If I find out anyone has told anyone about what happened today, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Song Jianguo couldn't believe it: "Is this all? I was wronged by Song Hengjue..."

"You started it, and you still want to confront us at the police station?" the village chief said coldly.

Feeling aggrieved, Song Jianguo glared viciously at Song Hengjue, cursing, "You son of a bitch, Song Hengjue, you just wait..."

Yang Qingheng was furious and was about to charge forward with her fist raised when Song Hengjue grabbed her by the collar and pulled her back: "Don't you want your claws anymore?"

Yang Qingheng was taken aback and subconsciously put her hands behind her back.

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That woman actually defended Heng Ge? It's like the sun rose in the west!

Erniu stared at the two figures as they left, too shocked to react. He pinched his thigh hard, wincing in pain.

After gesturing to Yang Qingheng's arms and legs and glancing at Song Jianguo's large muscles, Erniu felt inexplicably complicated.

Yang Qingheng stared at the man who hadn't spoken a word the whole way ahead, pursed her lips, and said with unusual frustration, "If you want to laugh, then laugh. I know I'm very funny."

Song Hengjue was puzzled and turned around: "Why am I laughing at you?"

Cutting your hand while cutting pig feed is quite a funny thing.

Yang Qingheng thought to herself that she was prepared to be laughed at by men for the rest of her life, but she did not expect him to react like this. She silently swallowed back what she was about to say: "It's nothing."

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