"Tie them up first, we'll deal with them tomorrow."

After Cheng Baidong finished speaking, his driver immediately took out a rope from the car and approached Cheng's family.

Cheng Yajun, who was tied up first, was not going to sit idly by and wait to be tied up. Despite the excruciating pain in his ankle, he still clenched his fist and smashed it hard into the driver's face.

But the driver wasn't one to be trifled with either.

What a joke! If he didn't have some real skills, would the military leaders have specially assigned him to drive and act as a bodyguard for Battalion Commander Cheng?

In the first exchange, it only took two moves to subdue Cheng Yajun and swiftly tie him up.

Behind them came Cheng Yajun's cries of pain and Huang Yan's curses, but no one came to their aid.

Fearing that Fang Qiao might misunderstand that he had other ideas for delaying until tomorrow and become disappointed in him, Cheng Baidong explained to her in a low voice, "It's too cold at night, and the wind is strong. This is a windy spot, and your hands are already freezing. If you stand here any longer, you'll catch a cold."

"Tie him up first and lock him in the village's cowshed for the night. Don't worry, I'll give you the explanation I owe you tomorrow."

Fang Qiao nodded, indicating her understanding.

She has always been afraid of the cold and was already shivering from the cold. The only reason she was able to hold out against the Cheng family for so long was because of the pent-up frustration she had in her previous life.

Cheng Baidong was on her side. As soon as he returned, he ruthlessly tied up all the members of the Cheng family. His attitude was clear. It didn't really matter whether he dealt with it sooner or later. There was really no need for him to stand in the wind and freeze in the middle of the night.

Fang Qiao was led home by Cheng Baidong. As they passed under the gate, Cheng Baidong glanced sideways at the lock that had been smashed by a brick, his gaze turning cold.

Li Jinlong was guarded by two male educated youths, huddled against the wall, not daring to move. From the moment Cheng Baidong appeared, he fell into despair. He regretted that he had been bewitched and had come to get involved in this mess.

He should have realized this sooner; do you think military dependents are so easy to bully?

No matter how beautiful it is, it's not something I can touch!

But by then the rope had already bound him, and it was too late for regrets.

After tying up Li Jinlong, the driver immediately went to tie up Cheng Guihe.

Cheng Guihe finally couldn't hold back any longer. He put down his pipe, pushed away the driver's arm, and yelled at Cheng Baidong's back, "Cheng Baidong, you little brat, I'm your own father! You dare to tie me up and see what happens, I'll never forgive you!"

"Let's give it a try." Cheng Bodong wasn't buying it and expressionlessly ordered the driver, "Tie it up."

Cheng Guihe never expected that Cheng Bodong could be so ruthless in front of the entire village, showing absolutely no regard for the bond between father and son.

He's so heartless and ungrateful to his own father, isn't he afraid of what others will say about him behind his back?

Cheng Guihe was truly enraged this time. His cloudy eyes bulged like copper bells, and his voice cracked with anger.

"You unfilial son! You have no respect for your elders and are committing insubordination!"

“If an elder is not kind, his children will be unfilial. When you hurt my wife and children, you should have thought this day would come.”

Cheng Baidong remained unmoved, his gaze fixed on Cheng Guihe with icy indifference, devoid of any emotion.

The north wind howled, chilling him to the bone, just like Cheng Guihe's mood at that moment.

If the father and son still had some semblance of courtesy before, today they have completely broken off all ties.

Cheng Guihe dared not imagine how his eldest son would deal with him.

With hemp ropes tied around his body, Cheng Guihe looked as if he had lost his parents.

Just as despair was running out, the village chief's surprised voice suddenly came from behind: "What's going on? Why aren't you all home sleeping in this freezing weather? Why are so many people crammed here?"

Cheng Guihe was overjoyed and immediately shouted, "Brother Village Chief, you've finally arrived!"

When the village chief walked over from behind the crowd, Cheng Guihe was already in tears: "Please do justice for your brother! My unfilial eldest son actually wants to tie up his own father and lock him in the cowshed because of a misunderstanding!"

"Is that so?" The villager pretended not to know.

"Is that a lie?" Cheng Guihe burst into tears again: "The ropes are all tied to me."

The village chief glanced at the man who had tied up the person and noticed that he looked unfamiliar. He thought to himself that the man was probably someone Cheng Baidong had brought back.

But it's alright, this is Chengzhuang Village, outsiders have to listen to him when they come here.

"Let go, let go of him."

The driver ignored him and instead tightened the knot, making Cheng Guihe cry out in pain.

Seeing that his words had no effect, the village chief raised an eyebrow and turned to look at Cheng Baidong, who was standing on the threshold: "Baodong?"

"No." Cheng Baidong said expressionlessly, showing no respect for the village chief.

Having his face humiliated in public by a junior, the village chief felt his authority in Chengzhuang Village had been challenged. He looked embarrassed and his tone became lecturing: "Baidong, no matter what, he is your father. Even if he made a mistake in a moment of confusion, you, as his son, cannot tie him up in public. If this continues, it will only make things ugly for everyone. It would be better for both of us to back down and consider the bigger picture."

"Considering the bigger picture?" Cheng Baidong almost laughed out of anger: "Why didn't you say that sooner? When he almost drove my wife to her death, why didn't you tell him that?"

Cheng Baidong's words were too sharp, and the village chief's brow twitched, and he suddenly felt a throbbing pain in his forehead.

He said with difficulty, "An honest official doesn't meddle in family matters. In this case, your wife was at fault first, and your father was just blinded by gossip..."

"I know my wife's character. Since you don't care about my wife's affairs, then you shouldn't care about my father's affairs either. You don't need to worry about my family's affairs anymore."

The village chief wanted to argue further, but was silenced by a glare from Director Li, who rushed over.

She arrived in Cheng Baidong's car, but her son called her away as soon as she got out, saying that her husband was looking for her again. However, when she got home, she found that her husband was not there, so she rushed back. As a result, she saw her husband taking sides here, and she was so angry that she almost fell over.

He's been the village chief for over ten years, how come he still can't get rid of this bad habit!

“Cheng Guihe was in the wrong in this matter. You didn’t care at first, and now you’re jumping in. Since it’s Bai Dong’s family matter, and he didn’t invite you, you shouldn’t get involved in it anymore.”

After saying that, she forcibly dragged her husband away!

Watching the village chief's departing figure, Cheng Guihe's hard-won hope was shattered once again.

The village's cowshed is located in a small grove of trees on the south side of the village, next to a threshing ground. It is completely empty, and the cold wind blows into the cowshed without any obstruction.

It was called a cowshed, but it was really just a simple shed made of a few rotten logs against the wall, with only some straw on the roof. When it rained heavily outside, it leaked in slightly inside, and it was drafty everywhere.

After all, it's for raising cattle. As long as the cattle can be kept inside, no one cares whether the animals are comfortable. So it's far from a house. It's no different from sleeping outside. In the dead of winter, it can freeze you half to death.

Cheng Hongmei burst into tears as soon as she entered.

Stinky, cold, and hungry, the thought of spending the night here filled Cheng Hongmei with sorrow, and she wished she could just die.