Chapter 81 He's afraid his mother will go to jail
Wu Huiniang is pregnant.
Pregnant women tend to get up more often at night.
It was dark outside, and she didn't know what time it was. She got out of bed quietly, afraid of waking Zhao Dashan.
Her husband does all the work in the fields. After a long day, he still has to study and do arithmetic. His body and mind are exhausted. She hopes that Dashan can get some rest.
She walked out of the inner room, closed the door, and continued walking outwards.
She unlatched the door to the main room, and a dark figure suddenly darted in. She lost her balance and was knocked to the ground.
A sharp pain shot through her lower abdomen, and a warm flow surged from beneath her. She was in so much pain she couldn't utter a word. She endured the agony and managed to stammer, "Mother, there's...there's a thief..."
But she was in so much pain that she spoke very softly.
Cheng Wanwan heard something fall to the ground with a dull thud.
She threw back the covers and sat up. Suddenly, a dark figure rushed into the inner room and crept straight toward her bed.
"Mother, be careful!"
Zhao Sanniu suddenly sat up and pulled a knife from under his pillow. It was a sharp short knife that his mother had given him, which he had always been reluctant to use.
He rolled out of bed and rushed toward the dark figure.
The dark figure was Zhao Fugui. He had come prepared and knew that Zhao Sanniu was strong, so how could he not have made arrangements?
He held a long piece of firewood in his hand and lashed out with force, striking Zhao Sanniu hard in the back. Zhao Sanniu fell to the ground in pain, dropping the knife from his hand.
Zhao Fugui's eyes adjusted to the darkness, and he picked up the knife with a cold smile.
His wife didn't want to live together anymore, and he didn't want to marry Zhang the widow. He needed a wife to manage things at home, and Dashan's mother was a good choice.
Although he was a bit old, he was still good-looking. Most importantly, he was good at business and ruined Da Shan Niang's reputation. Da Shan Niang had no choice but to submit to him, and all the money he earned in business became his.
Anyway, he's already become the laughing stock of the village. Everyone already knows he's having an affair with Widow Zhang, so it doesn't matter if he has to have an affair with another one.
Zhao Fugui kicked Zhao Sanniu, who yelled and got up from the ground, only to have Zhao Fugui hold a knife to his chin.
Zhao Sidan was fully awake. After his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he finally understood what was going on and immediately stood in front of Cheng Wanwan.
In another room, Zhao Dashan also woke up with a start and tried to rush in through the door without saying a word.
"You bunch of brats had better get out of here right now, or I'll take care of you one by one!"
The knife in Zhao Fugui's hand gleamed coldly in the moonlight reflected from the window.
Cheng Wanwan gave a cold laugh.
With Zhao Dashan, Zhao Sanniu, and her combined, the three of them might not be a match for Zhao Fugui.
But Zhao Fugui had a knife, and he could easily hurt someone if he wasn't careful. She didn't want her sons to suffer unnecessary injuries.
She said coldly, "Dashan, Sanniu, Sidan, you all go out first."
With tears welling up in his eyes, Zhao Sidan said, "Mom, I want to protect you. I won't allow anyone to bully you."
Zhao Sanniu glared angrily at Zhao Fugui. Even if he died, he would not allow anyone to hurt a single hair on his mother's head.
Zhao Fugui sneered: "Who said I was going to bully your mother? I'm just letting your mother enjoy the taste of something she hasn't had in a long time..."
"Shut up!"
Cheng Wanwan interrupted him coldly.
Such vulgar remarks are a complete defilement of children's pure minds.
She picked Zhao Sidan up and threw him off the bed: "Be good, listen to your mother, go outside and wait."
Zhao Dashan was married, and he immediately saw what Zhao Fugui was up to. He wished he could go to the kitchen, grab a cleaver, and chop Zhao Fugui up.
But when he met Cheng Wanwan's determined gaze, he seemed to understand something.
Mother would never get involved with this Zhao Fugui. Mother had other reasons for asking them to leave.
He said in a deep voice, "San Niu, Si Dan, come here."
Zhao Sanniu glanced at Cheng Wanwan, then at his older brother, clenched his fists, and walked out.
Zhao Sidan kept crying, but had no choice but to keep up with his older brothers.
When they reached the main room, they noticed that Wu Huiniang was lying on the ground near the entrance, clutching her abdomen and looking extremely painful.
Zhao Dashan was terrified and quickly picked up his wife and placed her on the bed: "San Niu, quick, go boil some water..."
Zhao Sanniu was terrified and quickly boiled water.
Zhao Sidan took an egg out of the cupboard and put it in the pot to cook together.
Before the pot of water had even boiled, a scream came from the main house.
Zhao Sanniu burst through the door and saw Zhao Fugui lying on the ground, his life hanging in the balance.
Cheng Wanwan calmly got off the bed: "San Niu, tie him up with a rope."
They still need to be tied up, which proves they're not dead. Zhao Sanniu breathed a sigh of relief. He knew about the principle of "a life for a life" and was afraid his mother would go to jail.
He quickly found a rope and tied Zhao Fugui up tightly.
Cheng Wanwan bent down and picked up a ring from the ground. It was an electric shock ring, capable of stunning an adult man with a single electric shock.
She was able to escape by chance because Zhao Fugui was alone tonight. But what if there were more people? Wouldn't she be at their mercy?
The ring is still not good; it only allows for close-range attacks, and using it can easily put you in danger.
"Mother, something terrible has happened! My sister-in-law is bleeding!"
Zhao Sidan rushed in, his face pale.
At this moment, water was boiling in the kitchen, and torches were lit in the room, making it clear that Wu Huiniang's clothes were stained red.
Cheng Wanwan's heart skipped a beat: "Sidan, quick, go find Doctor Zheng, hurry!"
It was late at night, and the road was pitch black. Fearing that something might happen to Si Dan, she quickly called San Niu to come along.
She sat down on the edge of the bed and said as calmly as possible, "Dashan, go and pour a bowl of hot water."
Zhao Dashan seemed to have found his pillar of support and immediately went to pour water.
Cheng Wanwan looked down and asked, "Hui Niang, where do you feel uncomfortable?"
Wu Huiniang shook her head in pain, "Mother, I'm fine, I'm really fine... You must save the child..."
Cheng Wanwan had a strong sense of foreboding. She held her daughter-in-law's hand tightly. Finally, Dr. Zheng arrived in a hurry.
He took her pulse, and his expression suddenly changed: "Her pulse is unstable. The child probably can't be saved. Let's give her medicine first and save the mother first..."
Tears streamed down Wu Huiniang's face: "No, I want my child, I want my child..."
"You're almost dead, how can you save the baby?" Cheng Wanwan said sternly. "Take good care of yourself, you'll have plenty of opportunities to have children later."
She softened her tone, "Dr. Zheng, please prescribe the medicine as soon as possible."
Doctor Zheng knew that this matter could not be delayed, so he immediately wrote a prescription and sent Zhao Sidan to get the medicine. After getting the medicine, Zhao Sidan started to boil it. He boiled it over a high flame and finally managed to boil a bowl of medicine. Zhao Dashan carefully fed it to Wu Huiniang.
Wu Huiniang was in poor spirits, and after drinking the medicine, it was unclear whether she fell asleep or fainted.
At this time, it was just past midnight.
It was the quietest time in Dahe Village, and the house was eerily quiet, with several faces deathly pale.
Cheng Wanwan looked at Zhao Fugui, who was tied up in the inner room, and said slowly and deliberately, "San Niu, drag Zhao Fugui and come with me."
Zhao Sanniu didn't know what she was going to do, but he didn't ask any questions. He obediently dragged Zhao Fugui and followed behind Cheng Wanwan.
The cool night breeze blew on the mother and son, but neither of them felt particularly cool. The fire in their hearts was burning, and they had no outlet for it.
Cheng Wanwan stood under the big locust tree in the middle of the village.
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