Is this still Qin Zheng's aunt?!
Is the person riding on top of Zhao Wencui and hitting her really Qin Zheng's timid aunt who usually doesn't even dare to speak loudly?
"Stop fighting! Someone's going to die if this keeps up! Pull them apart!"
Someone shouted hurriedly.
Zhao Wencui was at a disadvantage and was beaten so badly that she had no chance to fight back. When the people around saw that Zhao Wencui's mouth was bleeding, they quickly stepped forward and pulled Qin Xiang'e away.
"Pah! You want to lay a hand on the Qin family? Don't you even know who you're up against!"
Qin Xiang'e was pulled back, and still unwilling to give up, she spat at Zhao Wencui on the ground: "I wondered who it was! It turns out to be that stinking daughter born of that bunch of shameless bastards! Look at your face! Just like your mother, fat head and big ears! Your family must be related to Pigsy!"
You run ahead, and someone behind you yells, "Where do you think you're going, you beast!"
My niece-in-law is incredibly unlucky to have met such a shameless, despicable family!
If it weren't for the people around her holding Qin Xiang'e back tightly, she probably would have rushed forward again.
A disheveled Zhao Wencui was helped up from the ground. She was panting heavily from the beating, her braids were in disarray, and her mouth and face were swollen.
She touched her face in disbelief and screamed, "Qin Xiang'e, you old slut—"
She rushed forward, intending to fight back.
He was immediately pulled back by the person next to him.
"You can't possibly win, what's the point of fighting?" someone kindly advised.
Zhao Wencui seemed to rush forward, but the kind passersby were afraid that she would go up and make trouble for herself. Two grown men pulled her back and quickly waved to Qin Xiang'e and Ye Yun, telling them to leave quickly.
Qin Xiang'e picked up the wooden box from the ground and helped up the old bicycle next to her.
"His wife! Let's go home!"
With a wave of her hand, she pushed her old bicycle, looking as proud and spirited as a victorious old hen.
Ye Yun, ignoring her surprise, quickly got up and followed her onto the bicycle.
Standing there, Zhao Wencui watched Qin Xiang'e and Ye Yun's figures gradually disappear into the distance. She angrily shook off the people who were holding her, stomped her feet, and let out a frustrated scream.
"You sluts! You're all sluts!"
She's so angry! She's absolutely furious!
"He's really messed up. He can't win but he still insists on fighting, even though he's in the wrong..." someone nearby said sarcastically.
Zhao Wencui turned her head in disbelief and saw someone roll their eyes at her.
An older woman who was also running a stall nearby joined in the mockery, saying, "I've been running a stall for so long, and this is the first time I've ever seen someone resort to violence just because they can't outdo someone in business. Don't they have any shame?"
"What did you say!" Zhao Wencui was furious and pointed at the man in a fit of rage.
Before the aunt could speak, an elderly woman selling vegetables nearby immediately chimed in: "What? You want to hit us? Come on, I'm right here, you dare to touch me and see what happens!"
The old lady snorted; they had long disliked Zhao Wencui, their neighbor.
The price alone makes people reluctant to come here, which has caused their business to be much worse than in other places.
How could Zhao Wencui dare to touch the old man?
She couldn't win an argument, nor dared to hit him, so she gritted her teeth in anger, stomped her foot, and angrily rode her old bicycle towards her parents' home.
She couldn't swallow this insult!
Ye Yun, you little bitch, huh! I'm going to find her mother and brother and have them teach this little bitch a lesson!
...
When she got home, Qin Xiang'e parked her bicycle, didn't say a word to Ye Yun, and went straight into her room with her face covered in injuries.
The old woman sunbathing seemed to sense something was wrong and called out in a hoarse voice, "Child..."
With a bang, the door slammed shut.
Ye Yun quickly put down the tool in her hand and hurriedly followed Qin Xiang'e into the house, where she saw Qin Xiang'e lying on the kang (a heated brick bed), hugging a pillow and sobbing.
"Auntie, why are you crying?" Her heart tightened, and she quickly strode over.
Qin Xiang'e's weathered face was streaked with tears. When she saw Ye Yun enter, she quickly wiped away her tears and said in a low voice, "I'm fine... His wife, what are you doing here?"
How can you call this nothing?
Ye Yun sat on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) looking at her with concern, wondering if Zhao Wencui's words had hurt her.
She quickly reassured her, "Aunt, don't take those people's words to heart. They're just jealous that our family is doing better and better now."
Upon hearing Ye Yun mention this, Qin Xiang'e immediately broke down, covering her mouth and saying, "His wife... sometimes I really feel like I'm a jinx. When I was still at home, Zhengzi's grandfather died because of me, and Zhengzi's father's health wasn't good either. After I finally married into the family, my husband also passed away within a few years. Tell me, what kind of mess is this..."
How can you say that?
Ye Yun decided to have a serious talk with her, and said with a pale face, "Aunt, Qin Zheng's grandfather's death has absolutely nothing to do with you. He sacrificed himself to save my maternal grandfather! As for Qin Zheng's father, that was something that happened after you got married. Your husband died from drinking too much, and that has nothing to do with you!"
Qin Xiang'e glanced at her and couldn't help but cry again.
Ye Yun quickly wiped away her tears and sighed, "You're not a jinx. Qin Zheng and Lao Si are still alive and well, aren't they? Qin Zheng and Lao Si, and my future wife and I all depend on you!"
Qin Xiang'e was stunned for a moment, then said with some doubt, "Really..."
"Really, you should just be a good aunt and a good mother. What's with all this talk of 'cursing' or 'bad luck'? What era are we living in? Why are you still spouting this superstitious stuff? If you went back 10 or 20 years, people who say these things would have been arrested!"
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