Aunt Lotus covered her pounding heart with lingering fear, repeatedly expressing her relief.

"Forget it, forget it. What is my son anyway? He doesn't deserve such a good educated youth like Gu."

Those around her burst into laughter at her muttering.

Everyone knows what he's thinking. He just wants Gu, a educated youth from the city, who is rich, can hunt wild boars, and is capable. He wants her to be his daughter-in-law, but when he sees that she's too strong, he doesn't dare to do it. And he still has to make it sound so strange.

Aunt Yang's mouth was agape, and her expression was unpleasant.

"No! You're the ones who hit me! You have to pay me back!"

"Oh, then call the police."

"My son was beaten so badly that he can't get out of bed!"

"Oh, then call the police."

"My son was beaten so badly he can't wake up!"

"Oh, then call the police."

She couldn't beat him in a fight, dared not curse him, and couldn't even get a word in edgewise. Aunt Yang was so angry that she pounded her chest, her buttocks swayed, and she sat on the ground, slapping her thighs and crying.

"Oh dear! Why am I so unlucky! I raised four sons all by myself, and just when I was finally about to get married, I was beaten up like this! My life is so miserable..."

Meng Tian picked at her ear, her expression one of genuine concern as she asked the question.

“Your son isn’t our son. Your misfortune is caused by your husband, not us. Your son being crippled is even less our fault. So what are you doing here at the educated youth settlement?”

"It was Zhu Xiaoxiao who did it! My eldest daughter-in-law confirmed it was her!"

Zhu Xiaoxiao, who had been hiding in the back, finally couldn't help but come out. Remembering Gu Zuozuo's instructions, she mustered her courage and her eyes were firm.

“It wasn’t me. I haven’t seen your son. I’ve been with Gu Zhiqing all day.”

Gu Zuozuo, who was watching the show with her arms crossed, nodded to the crowd looking over. They had planned it all along, so this wasn't wrong.

"You're talking nonsense! My daughter-in-law clearly said she saw you and the fourth son going into the woods together!"

"Auntie, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. Our Xiaoxiao came back from the mountain with Gu Zhiqing all day. You keep emphasizing that the two of them went into the woods, ruining Xiaoxiao's reputation. Do you want to use this method to get another daughter-in-law for free? Can't you change your old tricks?"

The other villagers, who had initially felt pity for Aunt Yang because of her pitiful crying, all turned pale when they heard that she was getting a daughter-in-law for free.

Everyone in the surrounding villages knows that Aunt Yang's family started by ruining the reputation of any girl they fancied and marrying her for nothing. After that, many girls from good families were almost driven to their deaths.

During that period, almost all the vagrants and scoundrels used this method to get married. If the brigade leader hadn't taken the lead in arresting and criticizing them, there would probably have been more wronged souls in the river outside the village for several days now.

Aunt Yang felt a pang of guilt, but before she could continue to defend herself, Zhu Xiaoxiao, following Qi Meng's signal, covered her face and ran crying towards the only well in the yard.

"I can't live anymore! I, a sent-down youth who responded to the country's call to go to the countryside, have been wronged like this! Sister Fanghua! Remember to tell my family that your daughter is unfilial!"

"Xiaoxiao! Don't do anything rash! Let's go to the police! If the town won't do it, we'll go to the county! If the county doesn't work, we'll go to the city! We'll go to the province, we'll go to the central government!"

Gu Zuozuo's lips twitched, and she covered her face... She couldn't bear to watch the two of them acting so fake; she felt embarrassed for them.

"You taught him?"

Meng Tian's face twisted for a moment, and she almost couldn't hold back her laughter. What kind of show were these two clowns putting on?