Chapter 61 Teaching a Lesson to the Daughter-in-Law
Compared to that so-called "son," the difference is immediately apparent.
Filial piety or lack thereof, sincerity or indifference, can be discerned at a glance.
"Ouch! Li Xiao'e, let go! You're going to twist my ear off!"
Lu Qide was in so much pain that he jumped up and down, throwing the stick with his left hand to pry his wife's hand away, while his right hand was still tightly holding Yang Juanhua's hand.
"I'm upholding the rules of the Lu family! It's only right to discipline my daughter-in-law! Let go! Stop causing trouble here!"
Li Xiao'e's face turned red with anger, her voice rose eight octaves, and her eyes widened in fury.
"Rules? You and Yang Juanhua were holding hands, talking and laughing in front of the ancestral hall. Is that what you call rules? You still have the nerve to mention rules?"
The moment those words were spoken, the noisy courtyard fell silent.
Everyone was then surprised to realize that Lu Qide and Yang Juanhua had been holding hands for quite some time, displaying their deep intimacy.
Yang Juanhua was still stunned and hadn't reacted yet; her mind was completely blank.
Suddenly, Lu Zhongshun's loud voice came from outside the door.
"Come quick! My grandma brought some people to beat up my mom! Don't believe me? Come and see for yourselves!"
Lu Zhongshun was covered in sweat, panting heavily, and pointed with his index finger at the chaotic scene in his yard.
This embarrassing scene was witnessed by the neighbors who arrived later.
Originally, everyone came to watch the excitement, and some people were even eating sunflower seeds and talking amongst themselves as they walked.
But when Wang Qiongying rushed over, her eyes were filled with anxiety and worry.
Upon seeing Shen Cuifen standing unharmed to the side, Wang Qiongying immediately breathed a sigh of relief, then shouted at the top of her lungs, "Oh my! What are Uncle Lu and Aunt Yang up to? Pulling and tugging at each other so early in the morning, what kind of behavior is this!"
"This plot seems familiar—"
Wang Qiongying narrowed her eyes, her tone laced with sarcasm.
"Ximen Qing seducing Pan Jinlian? This is the first time we've ever seen anything like it in our village!"
Lu Zhongshun's voice was incredibly loud, like a broken gong echoing back and forth in the alley.
He quickly summoned more than a dozen people, men, women, and children, who crowded the entrance to the courtyard, all craning their necks to look inside.
Upon hearing Wang Qiongying's words and seeing the three men wrestling and fighting in a disheveled state, everyone burst into laughter.
At this moment, Lu Guirun and Yang Juanhua quickly let go of each other's hands and retreated abruptly as if they had been burned.
Both of their faces turned bright red, especially Yang Juanhua's.
Her face turned bright red to the roots of her neck, and she avoided eye contact with the crowd.
"Wang Qiongying!"
Yang Juanhua suddenly screamed.
"How dare you, a junior, speak to your elders like that? Don't you know how to respect the elderly and care for the young? Do you have any manners?"
As she spoke, she immediately adopted the airs of an elder, straightened her back, and drew out her voice, the last syllable almost reaching the heavens.
Before the words were even finished, a crisp, loud slap suddenly rang out in the air.
Yang Juan received a solid slap from Li Xiao'e on her painted face!
The force was so great that it made her head tilt to the side and her ears ring.
"You dare call yourself an elder?"
Li Xiao'e's eyes widened in anger, her chest heaving violently.
"At her age, she's still so restless! Seducing other men in broad daylight, isn't she afraid of retribution!"
"If you want to flirt with someone, why don't you find a corner to rub against?"
Li Xiao'e spat.
"Today I'm going to tear your face to shreds! Let's see if you dare to swagger around like that again!"
Li Xiao'e cursed as she grabbed Yang Juanhua's carefully combed curly hair, clenched her fingers tightly, and yanked it hard.
With a sharp "rip," her hair flew everywhere, and Yang Juanhua screamed in pain.
Then, Li Xiao'e slapped him repeatedly, one hand on each side.
Yang Juanhua was beaten until she was dizzy and tears streamed down her face.
But Yang Juanhua had never been treated like this before.
She was always treated with respect and deference in the village. When had she ever been so humiliated and beaten in public?
She suddenly erupted, not caring about anything else.
He suddenly lunged forward, grabbing Li Xiao'e's waist tightly, and the two of them twisted and rolled on the ground.
Upon seeing this, Lu Qide turned pale and hurriedly stepped forward to break up the fight.
He grabbed Li Xiao'e's arm and shouted, "Stop hitting her! Stop it! What are you doing! This is outrageous!"
But as soon as Li Xiao'e was pulled away, Yang Juanhua seized the opportunity to pounce on her and slapped her twice.
The sound was sharp and piercing, making a "snap, snap" noise.
Li Xiao'e was completely enraged.
She jerked away suddenly, her eyes burning with rage that seemed to spit fire.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, she jerked her hand away from Lu Guirun's.
Then he turned around and pounced on her again, his fingernails aimed straight at Yang Juanhua's face.
"My man actually helped an outsider beat me up? Who do you think you are! I'll skin you alive today!"
The three of them rolled around in a ball, creating a chaotic scene.
The small courtyard of Shen Cuifen's house was originally a dirt road, which was usually full of potholes and dusty when it was windy.
The three of them pushed, shoved, rolled, and thrashed each other, kicking up clouds of dust.
The onlookers involuntarily took a few steps back, but their eyes remained fixed on the chaotic figure.
Everyone was stunned.
I never expected that these people, who seemed decent enough on the surface, would turn out to be so despicable after their facade crumbled.
Today's show is more exciting than the storytelling broadcast over the loudspeaker at the village entrance, and more entertaining than the variety shows at the temple fair during the Spring Festival.
Some people who brought sunflower seeds had already taken them out and were cracking them open, watching and chewing with great relish.
The crackling sound of sunflower seeds created a strange chorus with the shouts and curses from the audience.
Shen Cuifen swallowed hard as she looked at the melon seeds, thinking that she should also roast a bag of melon seeds next time and carry them with her.
That way, you won't feel lonely while watching the excitement.
After a while of playing around, the three of them gradually ran out of energy and their movements were no longer as rapid as they had been at the beginning.
At this point, several elders finally couldn't stand it anymore.
"Stop hitting him! If you keep fighting, someone will die!"
Fearing that someone might actually die, several elderly people directed a group of people to pull them apart.
The dust settled slowly, like the mist dissipating after a downpour, and the scene finally became clear.
Shen Cuifen then saw clearly that clumps of hair on Yang Juanhua's head had been pulled out, revealing her reddish scalp.
Her face was badly swollen, her lips were cracked, and both her eyes were so badly swollen she could barely open them.
Yang Juanhua recovered and sat on the ground, panting heavily, her chest heaving violently.
She looked up and saw that everyone around her was staring at her, and she immediately felt extremely embarrassed.
So she stomped her foot, covered her face, and ran back into the house crying.
Li Xiao'e didn't hold back. She frowned, rushed forward angrily, and grabbed Lu Qidi's ear.
With a sharp twist of his finger, Lu Qide screamed in pain and begged for mercy.
"Let go!"
But she wouldn't let go, and forcibly dragged him up from the ground, carrying him away like a chick.
Lu Qide staggered, losing one of his shoes, but dared not resist and could only follow with his head down.
The two uncles who had come with them stood there, looking left and right, their faces full of embarrassment, not knowing where to put their hands.
They were originally there to support the event, but ended up becoming mere spectators.
In the end, he didn't say anything, lowered his head, and slunk away.
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