(No CP + Space + Growth + Daily Life + Slight Supernatural) This is a slow-paced story; please do not compare it to historical facts. If you mind, please proceed with caution.
Zhu Fanfan, wh...
Everything happened too fast. Before anyone could react, Lai Lanhua had already knocked Lin Damei down. At the critical moment, Zhu Fanfan used her mental power to stop Lai Lanhua. She paused for a few seconds, which was enough for everyone to react. Da Yue and the others immediately stopped Lai Lanhua.
Lin Damei never expected that someone would actually start a fight in the compound. Regardless of how educated the people in the small building were, they would just ignore each other and never fight. After all, the men were all of high rank, and if they did fight, they would all be at fault without even asking. Not only would they be reprimanded by their own husbands, but they would also be ridiculed by others.
However, since someone had hit her, there was no reason for her to suffer. She handed Zhu Fanfan over to someone she trusted, rolled up her sleeves, grabbed Lai Lanhua by the hair, and slapped her several times.
Lai Lanhua was not to be outdone and wanted to fight back, but every time she fought back, she felt that her hands and feet were powerless. She was hit a lot and finally cried out in pain, "Ouch! Ouch!" "Help!" "I was wrong!"
Seeing that Lin Damei hadn't suffered any loss, the others let it go. They all knew each other well, having all come from humble backgrounds. Who hadn't worked in the fields when they were young? Even after a few years of good life, they weren't pampered old ladies; they still had some strength in their hands.
The surrounding area was full of children who just clapped and cheered. After all, fighting was a common occurrence in the compound and nothing new. They only cared about who won and who lost.
Lin Damei stopped hitting him when she was tired, saying, "Next time, you better clean your mouth. If I hear you spouting nonsense again, I'll go straight to Lao Ji. What a piece of trash! Pui!"
Lai Lanhua, her face bruised and swollen, sat on the ground, slapping her thighs and wailing, "Help! Someone come quick! Come quick, this old hag has killed someone! Oh my god, justice has been served! Someone's been killed! Help!"
Everyone just wanted to laugh when they saw it; they hadn't seen such a tantrum in a long time, and they started discussing it amongst themselves.
"Were we like lunatics when we used to act like this?"
"It's been a long time since I've seen someone throw a tantrum; I miss it."
“She only acts like this in the countryside, but Lai Lanhua has lived up to her surname.”
A group of people began to reminisce about their old days in the countryside, when shrewish women would yell and curse. They ignored Lai Lanhua, leaving her feeling as if her throat had been choked, her face turning bright red.
Why is it different from what she expected? Shouldn't someone come and watch the show so she can have a good talk and definitely expose Lin Damei? Her injuries are the best evidence.
In the village, if you lose a battle and cry, someone will smooth things over. If you complain, the person who hit you will definitely be in the wrong. Who knew that the people here would be so indifferent and not even try to persuade you?
Although Lin Damei had hit someone, her clothes were disheveled, and her hair was a mess, she looked proud, like a victorious general. She took Zhu Fanfan, strode confidently, said goodbye to her sisters, and went home.
Lin Damei was praising herself in her heart. Although the Ming family were landlords, there were only two elderly people in the family, and Old Ming was a weak scholar. There were also children in the family. With the old, weak and young all gathered together, anyone who came could be bullied. Otherwise, Old Ming would not have wanted to join the army.
She was the one who took the hoe and drove away those troublemakers. She also drove away the relatives who wanted to take advantage of her. Now she is as powerful as ever, and Lai Lanhua was beaten without any power to fight back.
Zhu Fanfan kept yawning. She used her mental power to stop Lai Lanhua from moving forward and avoid bumping into Grandma Da Mei. She even used her mental power to restrain Lai Lanhua when Grandma Da Mei was hitting her, making her unable to move. She used too much mental power and felt a little weak. She really wanted to sleep.
When Lin Damei got home, she found that Zhu Fanfan was already asleep, so she had to put her on the bed.
Yan Xiaoxiao was startled and quickly asked, "Mom, did you get into a fight? Did you win? I'll go with you to settle the score."
Lin Damei said proudly, "Your mother is someone who, once she makes a move, is guaranteed to win. Do you think I need you to settle scores?"
Yan Xiaoxiao was relieved, it seemed she hadn't suffered any losses, and asked, "Who did you fight with? If I run into her, I'll beat her up again."
Lin Damei waved her hand and said, "This is a new society now. Don't always think about fighting. It's not appropriate for you to hit an old man. People will gossip. It's most appropriate for me to hit him, but you can hit his younger family members."
Yan Xiaoxiao then asked curiously, "Mom, why did you get into a fight?"
Lin Damei then told Yan Xiaoxiao in detail what had happened that day, telling her to beat up anyone she saw and pin the blame on Lao Ming, since she had taken the fall for him so many times and it was time for him to pay his dues.
When Zhu Fanfan woke up, it was already afternoon. She was refreshed and saw that her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were still whispering to each other. When they saw that Zhu Fanfan was awake, they quickly picked her up and took her to the toilet. This is a common problem with children, just like a pre-programmed routine.
Everything proceeded as usual. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law treated Zhu Fanfan very well, while the third brother next to them was much more pitiful. He was only glanced at when there was time, and otherwise left alone. He was just being mischievous and had a lot of fun on his own.
When evening came, the entire Ye family arrived, bringing a pile of gifts. Lin Damei couldn't understand it. The Ye family had always disliked her, and she also disliked the Ye family. They had always kept to themselves. Later, because of the incident caused by Ming Feiyang, she had a falling out with the Ye family. They definitely weren't after her, so she ignored them.
Unexpectedly, Ye Wenrui, the patriarch of the Ye family, took the initiative to greet him: "Greetings, in-laws. It's been a long time. I heard today that my child talked back to you, so I criticized her. We've spoiled her too much, so I brought her here today to apologize."
Ye Wenrui knew that Lin Damei was straightforward and didn't like beating around the bush, so he said his purpose directly. His wife, Hou Zhen, who was standing next to him, also chimed in with a few words about her daughter's shortcomings.
Lin Damei ignored them. Back then, they thought that Lao Ming would fully support Ming Yunshan, but they were afraid that Ming Yunshan would not think of the Ye family when there were benefits. So they kept stirring up trouble, and Ye Shuhua took advantage of their kindness. They had already fallen out long ago.
Hou Zhen looked arrogant; her apology sounded more like a provocation, as if she was afraid Hou Zhen wouldn't accept the challenge, but Hou Zhen didn't even bother to acknowledge it.
"Old Ming hasn't finished get off work yet. You guys wait for him. Your daughter knows how the house is furnished, so she can entertain the guests herself. I won't interfere."
After saying that, she picked up Fanfan and was about to leave, not believing that they had come for her.
Ye Wenrui actually stopped him: "Father-in-law, we've come to apologize to you."
Lin Damei was unhappy to be stopped: "Ye Shuhua was just speaking her mind. There's nothing to apologize for. There's no need for such hypocrisy between us. From now on, be honest and don't mess with me. That's enough for an apology."
Hou Zhen was unhappy. They had condescended to apologize to Lin Damei, and she still wanted to be pretentious. They were all intellectuals, and they were apologizing to a servant who was illiterate and had been a slave. How could she not be satisfied?