Chapter 131 Chaos

Lu Weidong's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but shiver.

He knew that his mother wasn't usually like this.

In the past, if anything in the family didn't go her way, she could stand in the yard and yell and curse for half a day.

At the slightest sign of trouble, she'll be the first to jump out and cause a ruckus.

But now, Lu Qiming has said those kinds of things.

She simply kept her head down, her lips pressed tightly together, without uttering a sound.

He was still unwilling to give up, and with a trembling voice, he almost cried as he pleaded, "Mom, say something! Say something! My dad is definitely talking nonsense, right? Say something to prove him wrong!"

Yang Juanhua remained silent, only biting her lower lip.

Dr. Chen stood quietly to the side, her arms crossed over her chest, a slight smile playing on her lips.

Why are you even asking her?

Lu Qiming sneered, his tone cold and hard.

"Don't I know my own son? Do you think I'm blind or deaf? How many things have I failed to understand over the years?"

After he finished speaking, his gaze slowly swept over everyone, finally settling on Lu Guizhi.

"Takashi, go and invite the village chief here. I have something important to announce to the public."

Lu Guizhi was startled, then realized what she meant and quickly nodded in agreement.

"Okay, Dad, I'll go right away."

After saying that, he turned around and strode quickly toward the door, his steps hurried and without the slightest hesitation.

Lu Zhonghe suddenly came to his senses and realized that something was wrong.

If the village chief were to come, this matter would probably be settled.

He instinctively reached out to stop them, but as soon as he took a step, there was no one outside the door frame.

His outstretched hand froze in mid-air as he stared at the dusty path outside the door, watching helplessly as Lu Guizhi's figure ran further and further away, finally turning the corner and disappearing completely.

That's when he truly understood.

If the village chief is indeed invited to uphold justice, then Lu Qiming's decision to transfer the house to Shen Cuifen will likely become an unchangeable fact.

At that time, the Lu family's various branches will not even have a chance to turn the tables.

"Zhonghe! Quick! Go! Drag that brat back here!"

Lu Weidong was so anxious that he stomped his feet, his face turned red, and the veins on his forehead bulged. He was almost roaring.

Lu Zhonghe gritted his teeth, turned around, and was about to rush out to chase after the person.

Unexpectedly, a tall figure suddenly stepped forward and blocked his way.

"Get out of my way!"

Lu Zhonghe roared and tried to force his way around.

Before he could finish speaking, Shen Xuelin raised his right hand and slapped him hard on the forehead with a loud "smack".

"You dare to utter another word like that?"

Shen Xuelin stared at him coldly and said, word by word.

“If you take one more step, I wouldn’t mind making you lie in bed for three days.”

Lu Zhonghe staggered back two steps, covering his burning forehead with one hand, feeling his head buzzing.

His temper flared up instantly, and his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

But when he looked up and saw the other person clearly, he saw that the other person had a muscular body, arms that were thicker than the average person, and an aura that did not allow him to be challenged.

He swallowed hard, and his clenched fist finally loosened.

"If they don't want to let us pass, then they don't. What kind of skill is it to resort to violence!"

He remained defiant, retorting in a harsh tone.

If you can't beat them, you have to admit defeat.

He dejectedly retreated to Lu Weidong's side and stood there with his head down.

"Coward!"

Lu Weidong lowered his voice and cursed fiercely, his eyes full of anxiety.

Lu Zhonghe rolled his eyes immediately and retorted in a low voice, "If you're not afraid, go after him yourself! What's the point of just standing here cursing me!"

And they even called him a coward?

He himself had back pain and couldn't walk, yet he was forced to charge into battle!

If he hadn't hit Lu Weidong too hard last night, Lu Weidong wouldn't be in so much pain now that he can't even stand up.

"If you hadn't beaten me so badly yesterday that I couldn't even straighten my back, would I have been unable to catch up?"

Lu Weidong raised his hand and slapped him again, this time on the shoulder.

Although it wasn't serious, she got angrier the more she thought about it, and glared at him resentfully.

"What's the point of keeping you around if you let me down at the crucial moment!"

"Who told you to insist on sharing a bed with me!"

Lu Weidong glared at him, his voice rising eight octaves, his eyes reddening.

"The bed is so small, and you take up half of it. It's hard for me to even turn over! And you can't sleep peacefully in the middle of the night, you're just making a fuss!"

What, is your whole family just using you as a punching bag?

A wave of grievance welled up in Lu Zhonghe's throat, and his eyes burned.

But he dared not argue, and could only lower his head, his fingers gripping his trouser leg tightly.

Shen Xuelin watched the father and son arguing with indifference, crossed his arms, and leaned against the wall without saying a word.

His eyes were cold, the corners of his mouth were slightly downturned, and he let out a soft snort.

His gaze was fixed on Yang Juanhua on the ground, unblinking.

Yang Juanhua lowered her head, her shoulders trembled slightly, and her face was pale.

He looked as if he had done something terribly wrong and was finally being exposed in public.

Lu Shuixian was standing to the side, wanting to ask for clarification.

Ask them what happened last night and why the house is such a mess this morning.

But before she could finish speaking, her gaze swept towards Yang Juanhua.

The other person didn't even have the courage to look up at her; instead, they shrank back.

The village chief arrived very quickly, almost as soon as he received the news.

He was wearing mud-caked rubber boots, his trousers rolled up to his calves, and he was holding a hoe in his hand.

As soon as the village chief stepped into the house, Lu Qiming slowly withdrew his gaze from Yang Juanhua.

He took a deep breath and turned his head.

“Village chief, I invited you here to be a witness.”

The village chief was completely bewildered, his brow furrowed.

He brushed the dust off his trousers and looked at the people in the room with a puzzled expression.

I just came back from the fields, without even changing my shoes or drinking a drop of water.

Lu Guizhi hurriedly dragged him over, without even understanding what had happened.

"Brother Qiming, what... what exactly happened?"

His voice was hesitant, and his tone carried a hint of unease.

"Is something big about to happen again?"

Last night, the Lu family was in complete chaos, with the whole family arguing so loudly that everyone in the village could hear it clearly.

I called him in again early this morning, and they put on such a serious show.

Could it be that he's going to have to watch as Shen Cuifen is kicked out of the house?

The village chief's heart tightened, and the thought flashed through his mind.

He couldn't help but glance at Shen Cuifen sitting in the corner.

Isn't this deliberately creating evil?

She married into the family from outside, and now she's being kicked out of the house even though she hasn't done anything wrong?

Aren't you afraid of retribution?

Aren't you afraid of being gossiped about behind your back?

Besides, Lu Weidong is capable of making decisions in this kind of family matter. After all, he is the head of the family, so why should he be made to take the blame?

If someone goesssips afterward, saying he was biased towards one side, wouldn't that be asking for trouble for nothing?

It's like being tainted with a stench that you can't shake off.

However, to be fair, what Lu Weidong did was indeed unethical, and he was in the wrong.

If this matter were to be truly discussed, the villagers wouldn't entirely side with the Lu family.

The village chief glanced at Shen Cuifen's parents.

The two men looked grief-stricken, with tears still clinging to their eyes.

He glanced at Lu Qiming again. This man, who was always calm and composed, had now taken the initiative to invite him to be a witness, which probably meant that things were not simple.