Chapter 22 Don't Touch My Sister!
Jiang Anchao laughed when he heard that she still dared to bring up the child.
He suppressed his anger, slowly shifting his gaze to her face as he asked, "What do you want to do?"
When Liu Qing heard that there was still hope, his eyes lit up instantly.
Afraid that her joyful expression would be too obvious, she quickly covered her mouth and coughed lightly, pretending to be hesitant to speak: "If you ask me, Deng Qiu should apologize to Wei Guo, and then you can give Wei Guo some medical expenses. Neither side will lose anything, and everyone will be happy, right?"
After she finished speaking, everyone present was so shocked that their eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
Listen to this, is this even human language?
Your brother made lewd jokes to the bride; he deserved to get beaten up.
How can they have the nerve to ask the victim to apologize to the perpetrator?
How dare you ask for medical expenses?
That's like a toad trying to eat swan meat—it's wishful thinking!
The pent-up anger exploded at this moment. Jiang Anchao curled his lips in a mocking smile, "Oh? You think I'm some kind of vengeful fool? He shit on my head, and I'm supposed to pay him? Liu Qing... I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen two sisters as shameless as you!"
"You still have the nerve to mention the child? Over the years, you offered to help me take care of Gan Suzhenwei. I thought you were a martyr's widow and life wasn't easy for you, so I gave you fifty catties of grain coupons and fifty yuan every month. I'm asking you, what have you given my son to eat? Huh? You eat well and drink well, while my son eats cornbread and cold water all day? Have you no conscience?!"
In front of everyone in the compound, he directly exposed this shameful matter.
Liu Qing was publicly insulted and lost face.
She immediately sat on the ground, slapping her thighs and throwing a tantrum.
"In all honesty and justice, I treat Zhenwei and Gansu like my own sons. Brother Jiang, what you're saying really hurts me. These half-grown boys are feeding their fathers! You don't know how expensive food is until you're in charge of the household. Your salary isn't even enough to feed the two of them. I've been paying for it myself. You can't wrong me like this!"
Liu Qing had realized that no matter how hard he tried, he could never climb up to Jiang Anchao.
She simply stopped pretending and started distorting the truth.
Anyway, the issue of food is the most difficult to clarify. As long as she insists on denying it, there's nothing they can do to her.
Liu Qing was crying and sniffling, wishing he could grab Jiang Anchao's leg and not let go until he got an explanation.
This blatantly shameless behavior drew disapproval and scorn from the crowd.
Liu Qing is a typical rural shrew; she'd even want to catch a little rain and cook it into soup.
The neighbors knew more or less about how Gansu and Zhenwei were doing.
But Commander Jiang, a grown man, couldn't lay a hand on Liu Qing. Dealing with such a persistent and unreasonable person was truly impossible.
Jiang An was overwhelmed with energy and felt uncomfortably hot all over. He tried to break free from Liu Qing, but he couldn't push her away no matter what he did.
Wait, there's something wrong with that wine!
He shook his head, trying to stay awake, but the scene before him gradually blurred...
"An Chao!"
Seeing that he was about to collapse, Deng Qiu quickly went to help him.
When Sang Zhizhi saw her father faint, she couldn't bear it any longer.
She burst in like a little bull, reaching out her small hand to shove Liu Qing away.
"Shut up! You're acting like you're sick in the head!!"
Her little mouth opened wide and rattled like a machine gun, "Big brothers and little brothers, how skinny are you? Your Gou Dan is as fat as a ball! You're skimming off the profits for yourselves, how dare you still be here talking about that black and white stuff!"
The little one started cursing in a second, but he was too young to understand some of the idioms.
Zhenwei immediately chimed in, "Turning black into white!"
"right!"
Zhizhi nodded, her voice rising to directly suppress Liu Qing's tantrum, "Just ask around, fifty catties of grain coupons are enough for four people's food rations for a month, yet you only give your two older brothers three steamed buns a day. The allowances given during the Mid-Autumn Festival and the New Year, the meat coupons given at the beginning of each month, you took them all back to your own home. Their clothes are patched upon patched, Auntie, not only are you stepping in dog poop, but you're also spouting nonsense!"
Zhenwei, hands on his hips, loudly translated, "She means, you're spewing filth!"
Sang Zhizhi paused for a second, then turned to look at the young man, "This doesn't need a translation."
Jiang Anchao, being a man, didn't understand how dirty the arguments and fights between women were.
But Sang Zhizhi came from Sangjiapo, and she learned the village women's cursing and swearing by pulling hair and clothes perfectly.
The little cub looks adorable at this moment, but it actually has super strong fighting power.
These words stunned everyone present, who remained silent, afraid to utter a sound for fear of affecting the young lady's performance.
Liu Qing was so angry that her face turned red and her neck bulged. She cursed loudly, "You brat, it's you again!"
She ruined so many of her own plans!
I'm going to tear that girl's mouth apart today!
Liu Qing was furious and reached out to pull Sang Zhizhi.
Zhenwei tried to block, but he was no match for Liu Qing's strength and was pushed to the ground.
He burst into tears from the pain.
"Brother, waaaaah... Why aren't you coming out yet? I got beaten up again, waaaaah..."
Sang Zhizhi had no time to comfort the young man; she could only shout at the top of her lungs, "Jiang Gansu, your brother got beaten up!"
While skillfully dodging Liu Qing's clutches, he circled around for a few rounds.
Taking advantage of Liu Qing's leg injury, the little cub grabbed her hair with both hands, and Zhizhi pulled with all her might.
"You old hag! You think you're the only one who knows how to fight!"
"Let go of me! You little bastard who was born of a father but raised without one!"
While the two were struggling, Jiang Gansu hurriedly ran out of the house.
As soon as he came out, he saw Zhenwei sitting on the ground crying loudly, and Sang Zhizhi's hair tie had been loosened, and she even had a nosebleed.
All the pent-up grievances, sadness, and resentment that had been building up in the young man's heart for so long erupted at this moment.
"Don't you dare hit my younger brother and sister!!"
He roared and rushed forward, slamming his head into Liu Qing's head. The child didn't know any skills and relied on brute force.
Jiang Gansu pulled out his tattered notebook and shouted, "This is where I keep accounts. It records what my brother and I ate every day. I can testify that Aunt Liu is withholding our money and food coupons. I even saw her selling my father's food coupons with my own eyes! She's a profiteer!"
The eldest brother's voice was strong and clear.
Even Sang Zhizhi was stunned.
No wonder we couldn't find him earlier; he was rummaging through his room looking for evidence?
Sang Zhizhi quickly realized what was happening.
What did the older brother just say?
Don't hit my brother... or sister?
So, he didn't just show up because he heard the guy crying.
He was also protecting... his younger sister.
Liu Qing staggered back several steps in pain, the old injury in his foot making it almost impossible for him to stand.
"Nonsense! Don't listen to his nonsense! This kid is just trying to frame me to protect his stepmother! You little ingrate, you dare to keep accounts now? Give it to me! Give it to me!!"
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