Whether a person lives a good life or not should not be judged by outsiders. Only the person himself is qualified to say whether he lives a good life or not.
Song Yun did not answer this question.
In the afternoon, Lin Jiarong went to Peng's house again and found that the door was locked and no one was at home.
He was so angry. She had clearly told him to come in the afternoon, but she dared to stand him up.
If it weren't for the urgent matter, he wouldn't want to stay in this village for a minute.
After waiting for two hours, the Peng family finally came back.
Mother Peng and Peng Mingzhu pushed the cart together. Peng Mingcheng was lying on the cart with his leg in a cast.
When Peng's mother saw Lin Jiarong guarding the gate of their house, she whispered to Peng Mingzhu, "Don't speak for a while. Help your brother into the house first, and don't come out."
Peng Mingzhu nodded.
Arriving at the gate, Lin Jiarong hid his impatience and forced a stiff smile. "Where have you been? I've been waiting for you for two hours."
Mother Peng's face was indifferent, "Something happened." Then she unlocked the door.
The two women pushed the cart into the yard with difficulty, and Lin Jiarong stood aside and watched, with no intention of helping.
Mother Peng sneered in her heart. She was really unwilling to even pretend. She kept saying that she wanted to bring Mingzhu home to enjoy a good life. It was pure bullshit.
Peng Mingzhu helped Peng Mingcheng into the house.
Lin Jiarong followed her into the courtyard and asked Peng's mother, "How did you guys discuss what we discussed this morning? I'm a man of my word. I said I'd pay for your son's leg treatment, and I'll definitely pay for it. I'll also cover the renovations for your house."
When Peng Mingzhu entered the house and the door closed, Mother Peng spoke, "You're such a weird person. You suddenly came to someone else's house to claim your kinship without any proof. Are you a liar?"
Lin Jiarong's expression changed. "What do you mean? Are you going to regret it?"
Mother Peng's face was cold. "Why are you regretting this? What did I promise you? Or did someone else promise you something?"
Lin Jiarong thought about it and realized that no one had promised him anything. Peng Mingzhu only said that she would discuss it with her family and did not give him any definite answer.
"Mingzhu is my biological sister. It is only natural for me to take her away. I don't think anyone dares to stop me." After saying that, he was about to rush towards the house that Mingzhu had just entered.
Mother Peng picked up a laundry mallet and hit Lin Jiarong on the head. "Who the hell are you? How dare you come to me and lie to me? I think you're a criminal. Even if I break your legs today, you won't listen."
Lin Jiarong was not the type to allow himself to be beaten. After being hit a few times, he was so angry that he was about to fight back. Some villagers who heard the noise nearby ran over. Seeing that Lin Jiarong was about to hit Mother Peng, they could not bear it any longer and came forward to help.
Lin Jiarong was unarmed and was naturally no match for these people, and soon he was bruised and battered.
But he remained stubborn and shouted, "I'm here to take my sister home. You're trying to stop me like this. Are you trying to keep her for yourself? I think you're a human trafficker. Are you trying to sell my sister?"
Peng's mother had lived in the village for more than ten years. How she treated Peng Mingzhu was known to everyone in the village. Hearing this, they were all furious.
"You are such a talker, everyone knows that Mingzhu is Guiying's sweetheart. But you keep calling her sister. What kind of brother are you?" an old man asked.
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