Huang Tao was getting impatient. He hated these unreasonable people the most: "The dog belongs to someone else, and it's up to them to decide how much. Who told you to go and mess with other people's dogs?"

Yang's mother was speechless for a moment.

She simply didn't want to lose money, and stood there in a stalemate.

Jiang Jinxiu exuded a chilling aura as she coldly stared at Yang Wei.

Gu Laoda and Gu Laoer were also staring intently at him, and Yang Wei felt the hairs on his body stand on end.

If looks could kill, he felt he would have been killed countless times by now.

The pain in my body was still screaming.

He endured the pain and pulled Yang's mother into the house, where they began searching everywhere.

All he wanted to do now was get rid of Jiang Jinxiu and the others as soon as possible.

He hated it, but he was also afraid of the pain.

He had never been beaten like this before, from childhood to adulthood.

Yang Wei's brothers tried to take the opportunity to escape, but they were stopped by the sharp-eyed villagers of Gujia Village.

Yang's mother reluctantly handed the money to Yang Wei, but Yang Wei snatched it and gave it to Jiang Jinxiu.

"Here you go, you guys get out of here."

He doesn't want to see the Gu family for even a second longer.

Yang Zhaodi was released by the villagers at this time, and she was crying on the side, looking very disheveled.

Jiang Jinxiu slowly put the money into her pocket, ignoring what he said.

"Third sister-in-law, the tiles are in their backyard. Let's take them back together." Gu Laoda walked out of the Yang family's backyard at this moment. He didn't even glance at Yang Zhaodi and went straight to Jiang Jinxiu's side to say this.

He checked it carefully, and thankfully the tiles weren't damaged and could still be used.

Upon hearing this, Yang's mother ran over and blocked the path to the backyard with her arms outstretched: "No, you can't take the tiles. We need them to build the house."

As you can see, our house is very dilapidated; so many rooms have collapsed. We don't have enough rooms to live in. Third son's wife, you've taken the money; don't take the tiles back.”

Jiang Jinxiu looked at her mockingly and sneered, "I think you don't understand the situation. The money is for compensating my Xiao Hei for hitting him. As for the tiles, you want them? Dream on!"

If you want to build a house, go buy your own tiles. You have the nerve to steal ours!

Yang Zhaodi also came over, looking at Jiang Jinxiu pleadingly: "Third sister-in-law, why don't you leave these tiles to my mother? Anyway, you still have ways to buy them."

Yang Zhaodi heard Huang Tao say that if she needed more tiles, she could come to him and he would take care of them all.

If she remembered correctly, it was the police officer leading the group who was currently in the courtyard.

If that's the case, why can't she give these to her parents first?

She looked at Jiang Jinxiu with trepidation, her eyes full of anticipation.

Before Jiang Jinxiu could say anything, the plump auntie standing to the side couldn't stand it anymore. How could someone be so shameless?

“Gu Laoda’s wife, you’re not right. If your family wants to build a house, they should buy the tiles themselves. Why should they take Gu Laosan’s? They don’t owe you anything. Besides, it’s their business if they can buy the tiles.”

"Yeah, yeah, the Gu family doesn't owe you anything, nor does they owe your family. They buy tiles for free, and you just take them like that? How shameless! Did they pay for them?"

"that is."

"How could Old Master Gu's house be like this?"

...

The villagers of Gujia Village couldn't stand it anymore.

Uncle Gu said to Gu the eldest, "Look at the kind of person you married. You should have listened to your mother back then."

Gu Laoda was scolded by his uncle again, feeling ashamed and indignant.

He lowered his head, not daring to utter a single word in rebuttal.

"Uncle, what are you saying? What's wrong with my daughter being filial to me?" Yang's mother said indignantly.

She is the only one who can educate her daughter, and no one else can say a bad word about her daughter.

Jiang Jinxiu looked at the formidable Yang mother and said coldly, "I don't care how filial your daughter is to you, but she can't use my family's things to show her filial piety."

"That's right, you old hag, get out of my way."

Yang's mother was pushed away by Gu Xiliang, bumped into the corner of a table, and fell to the ground.

It hurt so much it screamed.

Yang Zhaodi went over to help her.

She pushed Yang Zhaodi away, saying, "Go and stop them. Don't let them take the tiles."

"Officer, I remember that our country's laws state that taking something without asking is stealing. Now I want to get my things back, but they keep obstructing me. Doesn't that count as breaking the law?"

"Yes," Huang Tao replied.

Upon hearing this, Yang Zhaodi dared not stop her anymore.

Seeing that no one was stopping them anymore, the villagers of Gujia Village were about to walk into the backyard of the Yang family.

Even after watching such a grand spectacle, they still remembered that they had come to help the Gu family retrieve the roof tiles.

The oxcart is waiting outside too.

Seeing everyone's movements, Jiang Jinxiu raised her hands, signaling everyone not to move.

Everyone stopped instinctively when they saw her actions, looking at her with puzzlement.

Jiang Jinxiu looked coldly at Yang Wei and his brothers, and said in a low voice.

"Put back the tiles from our house exactly the way you stole them."

Hiding in the corner, Yang Wei felt a tightness in his chest. Was there no way he could escape now?

His brothers also immediately slumped their heads.

When the villagers of Gujia Village heard Jiang Jinxiu say this, they all applauded.

"Third brother's wife, you're really something! That's a great idea. Put it back exactly as they took it."

"Third son's wife, I'll help you keep an eye on them."

“Yes, I’ll also help you keep an eye on them. If even one tile is damaged, we’ll make them pay for it.”

...

The villagers chimed in, expressing their strong agreement with Jiang Jinxiu's idea and volunteering to help her supervise the process.

After that night, everyone looked at Jiang Jinxiu with new respect.

Under the supervision of the villagers of Gujia Village, Yang Wei and his group had no choice but to obediently put the Gu family's tiles back in their original places.

They were exhausted after doing everything.

They all lay on the ground, thinking they could finally be free.

"Brother Wei, what have we been doing all day? It's all so much work for nothing. Which bastard gave you this advice?"

Yang Wei then remembered something.

That woman.

Oh.

He'll settle accounts with her sooner or later.

Jiang Jinxiu walked over and twisted Yang Wei's hand.

"ah--"

Yang Wei only felt a "crack" sound, and then a sharp pain shot through his right hand, hitting the top of his head.

He discovered that he couldn't move his right hand.

It's broken.

He supported his severed right hand with his left, enduring the excruciating pain, and looked at Jiang Jinxiu, who was so close to him, asking, "Why?"

He couldn't understand how this woman could be so vicious. He had already hit her, compensated her with money, and returned her belongings, so why wouldn't she let him go?

Jiang Jinxiu seemed to sense his confusion and replied calmly, "Interest."

Yang Wei saw Huang Tao behind Jiang Jinxiu and shouted, "Police, this woman broke my hand, you saw it too, she has to pay my medical expenses."