Zhao Wei was furious and started to attack on the spot.
The yard, which had been bustling with activity, suddenly became silent. Everyone put down what they were holding and stared at him in shock as he lost his temper.
Zhao Yong was also frightened by his son's violent side.
In the past, when Zhao Wei was at home, he would also get furious, lose his temper with a ferocious face, and beat people.
Sometimes when they get too angry, even the parents would get kicked.
But he is just a bully at home and always behaves like a coward outside.
I have never seen anyone cursing so loudly, so arrogantly, and not afraid of death at all like he is now.
Zhao Yong was so afraid that his son would get into trouble that he rushed to hold him back.
"This is a funeral hall, not a place for fun, go back!"
It’s just that Zhao Wei was too aggressive and had already woken up the person who was cursing in the kitchen.
"Who the hell is making a fuss here? Stand up right here!"
The man was holding a kitchen knife in his hand and was as strong as an iron tower.
Just sitting there was daunting.
This person is the chef in charge of the funeral banquet of this family, responsible for the preparation of the entire funeral banquet.
He can kill chickens and cows and he is very good with a spoon, so people in the countryside like to ask him for help.
Moreover, this person is a cousin of the host family, so naturally he is on the side of the host family and deliberately makes things difficult for Zhao Yong.
He made the other party cut meat and chop bones in a dim place late at night, and that's how the injury on his hand came about.
Moreover, the dirtiest and most difficult work in the entire funeral was never allowed to be watched by others, but Zhao Yong was always allowed to do it.
For example, during the day, they would dig out the grave in the wind and snow.
You have to know that it is freezing cold and the temperature in the mountains is very low, so you have to dig a deep pit that is more than one person high.
Zhao Yong went up the mountain at dawn and dug until it was almost dark. Only then did he wait for the inspection of the grave by the funeral master. After seeing that it met the specifications, he was allowed to go back.
Then, he was just given a bowl of ordinary rice soaked in water, which drove him to continue working. It was already ten o'clock in the evening, and he still hadn't finished.
Zhao Yong was a well-known honest man, and he also felt a little guilty towards the deceased, so he chose to endure it even though he suffered such a big loss.
Zhao Wei could no longer suppress his anger when he saw the wound on his hand and the other party's neglectful tone.
Anyone who knew that grave digging during the day could happen would probably want to tear down the mourning hall of this family.
These people should never, ever, touch his family.
Those were the good deeds he had accumulated after going through life and death and saving so many people in his previous life, and they were his parents and relatives in this life...
Faced with this tense situation, Zhao Yong was so scared that his soul almost flew away. He quickly took a few steps forward and clasped his fists to beg for mercy from the chef.
"Master Lin, it was my son who bumped into you. He is still a child. Please be magnanimous and don't take it to heart..."
His flattery and weakness did not gain the other party's respect, and he was pushed away directly.
"Don't give me that shit. The person who dares to scold me hasn't even been born yet. Your son will have to pay the price for his bad mouth."
Zhao Yong was pushed and staggered backward, almost falling to the ground.
Zhao Wei hurriedly grabbed the man and pulled him behind him.
"Dad, why bother talking to a dog? You can only reason with this kind of person with your fists."
Zhao Wei's words immediately made the people watching the fun in the yard shake their heads and sigh.
"Alas... this drunkard from the Zhao family... I'm afraid he has gone to drink a few mouthfuls of horse urine and has forgotten who he is. He actually dared to provoke this guy named Lin. This time he is dead."
"Not really. We saw it with our own eyes. Master Lin was able to kill a big fat prey all by himself. Zhao Wei's small body...tsk tsk...I'm not looking down on him, but can he be stronger than Ye Neng?"
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After complaining, these people still started to persuade him out of good intentions.
"Brother Wei, please wake up and don't be stupid. You are the only son in your family. If something happens, you won't have a place to cry."
"Hurry up and give in to Master Lin and apologize. For the sake of our fellow villagers, today's incident will be over."
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These people's words made Zhao Wei's fighting spirit even stronger.
He hadn't fought for a long time and his hands were itching.
It would be better if the opponent is equally matched with him, so that he won’t be killed with just one punch.
He clasped his fists and bowed to the people around him: "Thank you all for your kindness, I, Zhao Wei, appreciate it."
When he looked at Zhao Yong, he said earnestly, "Dad, if you don't want to be bullied in the future, you'd better not worry about this matter. Believe me, I can handle it."
This family, taking advantage of the pain of losing their son, dares to treat them so wantonly. Isn't it because they think that the people in their family are honest, weak and easy to bully?
They clearly did not make any mistakes.
Today, I can use this incident to establish my authority in the village. If I want to deal with anyone from their family in the future, I will have to think twice.
Zhao Wei's words made Zhao Yong shut up.
Although she was in agony, she still let go of her son's hand and said, "Son, you... must be careful!"
Zhao Wei nodded and felt relieved.
Then he said to those masters who still hated him: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you. Don't worry, I won't disturb the deceased's rest."
Then he challenged the chef, Master Lin, "If you have the guts, follow me outside and we'll have a fight. If you're scared, just bark like a dog three times and I'll let you go!"
After saying these harsh words, he strode out of the yard.
The people watching the fun were all shocked by his aura and unconsciously made way for him.
Master Lin's fist holding the knife was hard, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, you are not worthy of saying such things, I will beat you until your teeth are all over the ground!"
Without any hesitation, he followed closely with a knife in hand.
Everyone was so eager to watch the fun that they put everything aside and ran out of the yard.
Farmers are not afraid of seeing blood.
Faced with such thrilling things, even if the sky falls, you have to go and watch.
The people from the host's family did not go. They still wanted to keep vigil, but they just stood in the yard, cursing loudly.
"You damned debt collector, you deserve to be beaten to death, bah!"
"Humph! God has eyes. You are courting death on your own. My poor son must have known about this and that is why all this happened. Woo woo..."
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Amid the family’s cries, the fight at the gate of the courtyard finally broke out.
Although the man surnamed Lin was extremely angry, he still had some rationality. Seeing that Zhao Wei did not use any sharp weapon, he decisively put the knife on his waist and rushed forward empty-handed.
The two men fought fiercely, with almost every punch and kick hitting the flesh.
The crackling sounds and the fierce and violent moves made people's blood boil and made the onlookers dare not breathe.
This is more exciting than watching a big opera!
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