Chapter 23

"She's not from our compound." Bi Chunliu spoke when she saw Bai Xingzi, the wife of Nie Xuesong, the eldest uncle in their compound.

"He's not from our compound either." This was someone from another compound.

"Even if the old man in charge of the courtyard was here, he wouldn't dare to step forward. These two women are fighting. Even if he were a grown man, he wouldn't be able to stop them, right?"

"A grown man is always stronger than a woman, right? Besides, if he tries to stop us, can we just sit there and watch? We can at least lend a hand..."

The people who had just been huddled together with the man who was speaking moved a little further away from him. "Hey, you speak quite lightly."

“It really is.”

"Hey, Brother Zhong, you go first. If you go, we will help you. Aren't you a grown man? You are better at moving and loading and unloading. You are more energetic! You go!" Someone next to him urged.

The man called Brother Zhong laughed dryly and said, "Well, I'm not in charge. What will happen if I go up there? Let's wait for the one in charge to come." As he said that, he took two steps back, as if he was afraid that he would really be forced to go and separate the fight.

"Sister Chunliu..." Cai Xiaorong said in a low voice.

Bi Chunliu looked down at her: "Huh? What's wrong?"

Cai Xiaorong: "I just saw an old man from our courtyard and his wife sneak away from the alley..."

Bi Chunliu: “…”

"What are you doing?! Stop it right now!!"

The two people fighting did not stop, but the onlookers dispersed, leaving space for the person who was talking to enter the center smoothly.

The person who came was the director of the street office. His surname was Yao. Director Yao looked at the path in front of him, then looked at the two parties who were still scratching and scratching, his face was so dark that it seemed as if ink was about to drip.

Cai Xiaorong tugged at Bi Qiuguo's sleeve, and Bi Qiuguo tugged at Bi Chunliu and Bi Xiahe's sleeves.

Cai Xiaorong: "The man behind Director Yao is the head of our compound."

Director Yao pursed his lips, practically laughing. He didn't even stop?! He took a deep breath. Luckily, he brought someone with him. "Come, two people, pull them apart first. What's going on?!"

"Director Yao, you are finally here. You have to make the decision for me. My mother-in-law not only wronged me, but also beat my mother. She also said that the child I was pregnant with was not my husband's. How could the child's grandmother throw dirty water on her own daughter-in-law? How could she say such nonsense... How am I going to live in the future..." Zhang Yu, who had retreated half a step while his mother and mother-in-law were fighting, seemed to have just reacted at this time. He rushed to Director Yao, grabbed his legs and cried.

Bi Chunliu clearly saw Director Yao's face, which had darkened even further. After being pounced on, he seemed to have pulled up his pants. Bi Chunliu looked at Director Yao with sympathy. Director Yao really had a difficult time. This kind of family matter was always difficult to handle.

Director Yao's people, along with the onlookers, also helped to separate the two men. The onlookers remained silent, and only Zhang Yu was still sobbing, "Director Yao..."

Director Yao: ...It’s really terrible. How could such a thing happen in the street he is in charge of?

Zhang Yu's mother-in-law, whose face was bruised, became even more angry when she saw Zhang Yu lying on the ground crying. "You are still crying here? How can you have the nerve to cry? Who in my family treats you badly? Ah, check your conscience and tell me, have we ever done you any wrong? You instigated my son to separate from us as soon as he got married, and did we say anything? I don't see you on weekdays, but when it's time to give out festival gifts, you come to my house and not only don't bring anything, but also take away large and small bags from home. When there is something good in my family, my own daughter doesn't even get to eat it, and you still complain here. You really blinded us. "My dear mother, look at how your daughter-in-law has bullied her... Director Yao, you are a great director, you have to help me... I can't live anymore, he is my own son, how can I say that he is cheating on me... Oh my son... How could our Xie family marry such a daughter-in-law..."

Director Yao once again subtly pulled up his trousers: "This is just my bad luck, right? It's really my misfortune to have to deal with you two..."

The sky gradually darkened, more and more people came out of school and get off work, more and more people gathered around, and Director Yao's face became darker and darker...

Director Yao gritted his teeth and said, "You two, get up first. What's going on? If you have any problems, go to the neighborhood office for mediation. Don't bother everyone here. If you don't eat, no one else will either."

"Director Yao, actually we don't have to eat..." someone among the onlookers said.

Good boy, that really spoke out what everyone was thinking. You can eat at any time, but you can't always have a lively time. And this is such a big thing, it concerns the bloodline of the Xie family!

Director Yao once again subtly lifted his trousers. "I'll ask my wife to make me another belt when I get home tonight. Let's see who can pull my trousers looser with two belts!" He waved his hand and said, "Alright, alright. This is a family matter. Everyone, please don't get involved. It's getting dark. Go home quickly. Cook if you need to, do your homework if you need to, and help my wife if you need to. You still have to go to work and school tomorrow. Let's go home."

After all, Director Yao is the director of their street. Since the street director said so, and he is also a cadre in charge of them, we cannot give him no face at all. We can only go home disappointed, but we all walk home very slowly. At this time, the more we listen, the better.

Bi Chunliu and his three younger brothers and sisters were also walking slowly. They couldn't walk faster because there were so many people. It was estimated that this event would be popular in the textile factory and the textile factory staff quarters.

Zhang Yu was a pretty young wife after all, and she cried bitterly, "Director Yao..."

Zhang Yu's mother-in-law couldn't stand her daughter-in-law's appearance the most. She howled loudly, trying to drown out Zhang Yu with her voice: "Director Yao..."

Director Yao: What a sin...