The steaming hot steamed buns and greasy braised pork exude an enticing aroma, enough to whet the appetite of any hungry person.

However, Fu Zhewei just watched silently.

His Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of difficulty:

"I can't eat anything now..."

His family was bullied and his sister was almost kidnapped. As a son and a brother, he couldn't even provide the most basic protection.

My heart was filled with humiliation and anger, and I had no appetite at all.

Lin Jianxue looked at his furrowed brows, which were filled with forbearance and self-blame.

She didn't persuade him again.

Some emotions cannot be easily resolved with just a meal.

She nodded and said softly, "Okay, let's think about how to deal with this."

deal with?

Hearing Lin Jianxue's two light words, Fu Zhawei suddenly raised his head, and Dong Yulan instantly held her daughter's hand tightly.

What can they... do?

Dong Yulan's heart felt heavy.

Their family was a relocated household, a member of the "black class" that everyone avoided. They had no one to rely on in Tonghua Village and were like fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others.

But Jiang Erniu is the son of the village party secretary. In the Shuguang Production Brigade, he is a tyrannical "local tyrant" and "second-generation rich man".

If Lin Jianxue had not arrived at that time, Fu Qingqing would have been snatched away from her home by that group of people like an animal!

Thinking about it later, it makes me break out in a cold sweat.

Now that the Jiang family has suffered a setback, they will definitely not let it go.

What should I do in the days to come?

Apart from closing the doors and windows tighter and keeping a closer eye on Fu Qingqing, what else could they do?

This feeling of powerlessness, like an airtight net, tightly enveloped everyone in the Fu family.

This is simply like crying out to heaven and earth, but no one will respond!

Is it really necessary to live in this kind of fear for the rest of my life?

Fu Zhawei's hands, which were resting on his knees, clenched silently again, and his knuckles turned a frightening blue color due to excessive force.

A sense of utter destruction surged within him.

If Jiang Erniu really dared to come again... If he really pushed them into a desperate situation...

If it really doesn't work, he will risk his life!

Even if it meant a fight to the death, he would never let his sister and relatives suffer such a great humiliation again!

A fierce light flashed in his dark eyes.

At this moment, Lin Jianxue's voice sounded again calmly:

"Fu Zhewei, here, besides that Jiang Erniu who relies on his father to be difficult to mess with, who else...even Jiang Erniu doesn't dare to mess with easily?"

Instead of passively defending, it is better to take the initiative to attack, or use the opponent's force to counter attack.

She needs to understand the "ecology" here.

Fu Zhawei was slightly startled when he heard this, then he raised his head, and his deep eyes met Lin Jianxue's clear and inquiring eyes.

He frowned, thought carefully, and said in a deep voice: "Jiang Yan and Su Muyun."

"Jiang Yan? Su Muyun?"

These two names were very unfamiliar to Lin Jianxue, who had just arrived.

There was a hint of doubt in her eyes: "Who are they?"

Fu Zhawei explained, "Jiang Yan is the leader of the town's small-time thugs, with a gang of followers under his wing. It's said that he runs the shabby black market behind the town, and anyone who sets up a stall there to sell private goods has to pay him 'protection money'. He's a ruthless and reckless person. Although Jiang Erniu is no scoundrel, he usually avoids Jiang Yan when he sees him, not daring to mess with him."

Jiang Yan.

Lin Jianxue nodded, memorized the name, and thought about it.

He sounds like a local tyrant who relies on ruthlessness and power.

"What about Su Muyun?" Lin Jianxue continued to ask, "Is he also a gangster?"

Fu Zhewei shook his head: "No."

"The Su family used to be a family of martial artists, and their Su family boxing style was quite famous in this area. Although the Su family has declined in recent years and there are not many people left, Su Muyun has inherited the true teachings and is very skilled."

He paused and added, "No one in the village or outside the village dares to challenge the Su family. Let's see if their fists are strong enough."

Su Muyun.

Lin Jianxue silently recited the name.

It’s a nice name.

And they are from a martial arts family... boxing...

Lin Jianxue's fair fingers subconsciously touched her smooth chin, and a glimmer of light suddenly flashed in her clear almond-shaped eyes, and they lit up.