Chapter 14: Fighting "Crack, crack" Grandma Yan raised her hand and slapped...
Chapter 14: Fight
After venting her emotions, Ruchun took her brother and younger siblings into her room.
Yan Jiuru frowned as he entered the room and took a quick look. "Where are the things in the room?"
When he sent his bride over, the dowry his family sent was quite a lot.
After all, it was the first daughter's marriage, and grandparents and parents had almost spent all their family savings to buy the dowry. In addition to the big items such as a pair of boxes and a kang cabinet, there were also washbasin racks, a square table, two stools, four beds with new bedding, a pair of enamel basins, a dressing mirror, and many other small items.
But right now, one-third of the things in the room are missing. One box is missing, the washbasin stand is gone, and the mirror is nowhere to be found.
Ruchun was now confident and no longer concealed the truth, saying directly: "Before the Lunar New Year, Wei Hong proposed marriage, and my mother-in-law said that the person who came would be better looking, so she borrowed it to decorate the house, but she never returned it.
I asked for it twice. At first, they said they would wait a few days, but later they simply said that our house is small and we don’t need these things. I will lend them to Wei Hong to display when she gets married, so that they will look good when she receives the bride.
Yan Jiuru glanced outside and saw that Wei Hong had already retreated into her mother's room in fear.
"Why are you so thin?"
When Ruchun mentioned this, she became even angrier. "My mother-in-law said, 'Women don't do heavy work, so why should we eat so much?' She only gave us a bowl of thin porridge and two vegetable husk dumplings for every meal."
At this point, Ruchun couldn't hold back her tears again. "I was so hungry that even if I cooked two sweet potatoes, I would be scolded and told that I was the reincarnation of a starving ghost."
"Where is Wen Weidong? Are they just going to let you starve? Is he dead?" Yan Jiuru shouted directly to the outside without lowering his voice.
"If he hadn't shared some of his rations with me, I would have lost more than ten pounds."
"Why don't you tell your family?"
"What are you saying? My parents chose me for the wedding. Will telling them make them regret it?"
Isn’t it!
No wonder Ruchun couldn't bring herself to tell her parents about this when she got home. How would her grandparents and parents cope with this? After all the consideration, they must be regretting finding such a marriage for their daughter.
"You can only know a person's face but not his heart!"
Yan Jiuru was no longer in his usual state. He dismissed his third brother and asked, "Can you ride a bike now?"
The third child nodded. He was tall enough, unlike his sister who had short legs and couldn't learn. He still learned how to get up early and go to bed late.
"You ride your bike back and tell Dad and Grandpa, I'll be watching here."
The third brother went out, glared at Wei Hong fiercely, said "Pooh", and pushed the cart away.
Yan Jiuru asked his younger sister to accompany his elder sister, and he went out to talk to Wen Youliang.
"Who are you, the Wen family? Huh? So everything in your house is borrowed for show? Are you trying to scam me into marriage?"
"They don't even give you food, but you still eat coarse grains and vegetables. You're so hungry after eating a sweet potato or a potato, are you a ghost who has been reborn?
With the character of your family, even starving ghosts would cry to death again. I think you should be exposed as a literary excavator."
Wen Youliang felt that he had been humiliated by the younger generation, and his face turned ugly. He said, "Brother-in-law, isn't that too much? After all, we are still in-laws."
"In-laws? You know they are in-laws?"
Yan Jiuru ignored him and sneered, "Why, did you also fool your wife with your dowry like this when you got married? Could it be an heirloom from your Wen family?"
Wen Youliang was about to say something, but Yan Jiuru didn't want to listen to his nonsense. He pointed at the old couple's house and said in a deep voice, "I'll give you 30 minutes to return all my sister's things! Otherwise, I'll tear down your house, believe it or not?!"
Wen Youliang's heart skipped a beat, and he intuitively knew that this was not an exaggeration, but the truth.
He felt a little regretful. Why did he turn a blind eye and let his wife do all these things?
If I had known that the eldest son of the Yan family would come suddenly, I would never have been exposed.
"It's a misunderstanding, my dear brother-in-law. It's really a misunderstanding. This matter has caused you to say, Weidong, you should move back quickly. It's been borrowed for such a long time. It's your mother's fault for being so proud."
Wen Weidong responded and went to the east room.
***
His mother wanted to borrow it, but after borrowing it, she insisted that it should be put in the main room so that everyone would be proud, and she would not let him take it back.
He also regretted it, but when the topic of moving back came up, Wei Hong started making a fuss, his mother was also very upset, and his father didn't say a word.
Let’s not say anything now. Not only is it embarrassing, but it’s also going to be difficult for me to deal with my brother-in-law.
He still remembered what his eldest brother-in-law asked him to say when he went to pick up the bride: I will never let Ruchun suffer any grievances in the future.
Thinking of his brother-in-law's fist, he broke out in a cold sweat. He had been beaten before getting married.
The washbasin stand, enamel basin, mirror, soap box, and even toothpaste were all "borrowed". Yan Jiuru looked at the things that were retrieved one by one. He probably couldn't bear to use things like soap and toothpaste, so about one third of them were left.
The box is the more difficult part. The Wen family treats it as their own and has hidden a lot of things in it. They are now messing around with it.
Yan Jiuru looked at the Wen family with a cold face. Comparing the feeling now with the feeling when he sent the bride off, he felt the difference.
Weidong is the second child in the family. He has an older brother, Weiguo. Apart from working silently, the couple has no sense of existence.
Ruchun said that the meals were the same, but the eldest sister-in-law wasn't this thin. The eldest brother and his wife must have had other methods.
Not as stupid as my sister.
However, the old family already has two children, a boy and a girl, so I guess their grandchildren will never go hungry.
His sister was the only one in the family who was suffering from hunger.
***
The Yan family arrived faster than expected, and another bicycle from the team was also ridden over.
Grandpa and grandma, parents, my second brother, his father-in-law, the brigade secretary, and the brigade leader were all there. Many relatives and friends who hadn't ridden their bikes and walked were also arriving one after another.
Now the villagers stick together. When a girl marries out of the brigade, the brigade will help her if anything happens.
When the Wen family saw these people rushing in, they immediately regretted dawdling and wasting time. The box had not been vacated yet, and they were caught red-handed.
The Yan family rushed into the east room and were furious when they saw the boxes that had not been vacated and the washbasin racks and other things in the yard that had not been returned in time.
"Crack, slap" Grandma Yan raised her hand and slapped Aunt Wen twice.
The old lady followed the old man who was good at martial arts for many years, and it was not in vain. After two slaps, Aunt Wen's face was twisted.
"You, what are you doing, taking advantage of the silver"
"Beating you is too light!"
Aunt Yan was so angry that she couldn't speak clearly. She went up to him and scratched him, "I've allowed you to treat my daughter badly. My daughter is a good girl. Not only do you not enjoy the comforts in your house, but she also starves and can't even eat a sweet potato?"
Grandpa was even more straightforward. He kicked Wen Youliang, who had a bad look on his face, so hard that he retreated repeatedly and sat down on the wall.
Yan's father didn't even get a fist, and turned to find his son-in-law to settle the score, but Wen Weidong knelt down and said, "Dad, beat me to death, it's my fault."
Yan's father was so angry that he punched him twice, "If you die, my daughter will be a widow? If you want to die, you have to divorce me first and then die."
There were a lot of people outside the Wen family watching the fun: These Yan family members are really powerful!
"What's the use? Running behind the horse."
"What did you do earlier? How can you marry someone without knowing their background?"
"Oh my god, don't even mention the Xinghua Brigade. I've lived next door to them for so many years, and I didn't know his family was like this..."
The captain of the Willow Brigade came to inquire about the situation, after all, it was people from other villages who were fighting.
But after hearing what the villagers said and asking someone for details, they turned around and left. Their Willow Brigade could not afford to lose face with this person.
If any girl suffered such humiliation, she would definitely fight.
Fight if you want, as long as you don’t kill me.
***
Grandpa Yan grabbed Wen Youliang and spat at him, "Our two families say we have an old relationship, and I thought we'd save face more than other families and at least not treat our daughter badly.
You two personally sent someone to propose marriage, saying all the best things about the flowers and rice, and asked the secretary to act as a matchmaker before we agreed to the marriage. So you two are colluding to commit marriage fraud, right?
"Tie Niu, go find the matchmaker. I want to ask if he's the mastermind or an accomplice!"
Grandpa Yan spoke in a loud voice, and the surrounding villagers were whispering and pointing. Wen Youliang couldn't break free and was so embarrassed that he lowered his head and kept silent.
The secretary of the Willow Brigade also secretly cursed his bad luck.
He was somewhat related to Aunt Wen's family, and was asked by the Wen family to be a matchmaker. Unexpectedly, this match was not very good.
He went to the Wen family with his head held high, and was surprised to see the dowry that had been found in the yard and the boxes that had not yet been moved away.
"Aunt, didn't you say that these boxes and shelves were made for Wei Hong?" The furniture used in rural weddings is similar in every household. If it is a new box, it is generally difficult to tell the difference.
Aunt Wen had been beaten like a pig, so how could she dare to respond?
She really didn't know that the Yan family would take action without saying a word.
I prepared a lot of words to shift the blame, but I didn't get to say a single word.
After beating the man, Grandpa Yan sat down in the yard and called to the secretary of the Willow Fence Brigade, "Secretary Bai, do you remember what I said when we introduced you?"
The captain and secretary of the Xinghua Brigade stood with their hands behind their backs, not saying a word, and looked at the Wen family.
Secretary Bai felt bitter. Damn, how come he didn’t know that his Wen family was like this?
It’s been hidden well over the years!
He stared at Wen Youliang sinisterly, "I think you called me by the wrong name. You shouldn't call me Wen Youliang, you should call me Wen Youcai!
What your family did has brought shame to the entire Willow Fence Brigade!"
"You even fooled me, who else can you fool? Which girl would dare to marry into our brigade in the future?"
He quickly cleared himself of all charges.
In fact, he really felt wronged and had no idea that this was the nature of this company.
***
Wen Weiguo, the eldest brother of the Wen family, hid by the wall of his house and did not move forward. Mrs. Wen watched silently with her child in her arms, her eyes filled with uncontrollable excitement and light.
Yan Jiuru glanced at the couple and ignored them.
These two are a pair of cowards. But they know how to protect themselves.
He quietly pulled Ruchun over and asked her, do you want to continue living together or get a divorce? No matter what, as her brother, he supports her.
Ruchun lowered his head, glanced at Weidong who was kneeling in front of his father, thought about his remaining food rations, and said softly, "I want to separate from the family and live alone. If that's not possible, we can get a divorce."
Yan Jiuru nodded, it’s okay, he’s not a loser.
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