A shout came from the school gate: "You, how dare you hit me?"
"Why can't I hit you? Just because your mother is a lowly woman? My mother will soon become the county magistrate's wife. What kind of lowly woman is she?"
The speaker was Panpan, the son of Widow Yu, who had just moved to Daling Village. Upon hearing this, Niu Niu exclaimed, "Haha! Your mother even has the ability to seduce the county magistrate!"
In an attempt to climb the social ladder, Widow Yu sent several jars of her homemade rice wine to the county magistrate. Now, Panpan's mother is about to become the county magistrate's wife.
“My mother is the wife of a county magistrate, what is your mother?” Panpan said disdainfully, spitting on the ground.
Niu Niu was unhappy. "No matter how bad my mother is, she would never do something as shameless as your mother!"
"What did you say? You dare to insult my mother!" Panpan got angry and immediately rushed forward to slap Niu Niu.
"Why can't I hit you? Just because your mother is a lowly woman? My mother will soon become the county magistrate's wife. What kind of lowly woman is she?"
"What did you say? You dare to insult my mother!" Panpan got angry and immediately rushed forward to slap Niu Niu.
Niu Niu was not to be outdone. She jumped up and confronted Pan Pan without fear.
Her eyes were filled with anger and defiance, like a kitten ready to fight.
"Why can't I hit you? Just because your mother is a lowly woman? My mother will soon become the county magistrate's wife. What kind of lowly woman is she?"
Panpan's words were full of sarcasm and contempt; she seemed to be trying to prove her superiority in this way.
Panpan's fingers were almost touching Niu Niu's face; her eyes were filled with anger and disgust. It was an irrational scene, like an impending storm.
Panpan grabbed Niu Niu's hair, and Niu Niu winced in pain!
Panpan swaggered around, saying, "You fat duck, you dare to humiliate my mother? Believe me or not, I'll kick you to death!"
"Don't get cocky!"
When Niu Niu heard this, she was shocked. What should she do? This beast had grabbed her hair; how could she fight back?
Suddenly, her gaze fell on Panpan's crotch, and an idea suddenly came to her. She picked up a stick and stabbed it hard!
Panpan was in unbearable pain, kneeling on the ground howling in agony: "You little slut, I, I..."
Niu Niu stood up and clapped her hands: "Do you still want to talk about my mother? Your mother is a gossip, and now she wants to be the county magistrate's wife. It's a joke!"
Niu Niu's shouts attracted a crowd of onlookers!
The crowd began to murmur amongst themselves, and the atmosphere became tense.
Niu Niu stood in the center of the crowd, hands on her hips, looking arrogant and speaking without restraint.
Her words attacked Widow Yu and her status as a gossip, and some onlookers began to laugh and others began to jeer.
"The magistrate's wife? What a joke!" Niu Niu continued to mock. "A gossipy old woman wants to be the magistrate's wife? What a ridiculous joke!"
The murmurs among the crowd grew louder, and the atmosphere became increasingly tense.
Madam Yu stood rooted to the spot, her face ashen with rage. Her plans had been shattered by Niu Niu's sudden attack, and for a moment she was at a loss for how to respond.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Heng strode over: "What? Who's slandering my father's reputation here?"
Yes, how could Niu Niu forget? Isn't the magistrate's son staying at their house?
Thinking of this, she jumped up immediately: "Zhao Heng, come here! This shameless man actually said that his mother is the county magistrate's wife, is that true?"
Zhao Heng's face flushed red instantly. He clenched his fists and glared at Panpan: "Your mother is the county magistrate's wife?"
Panpan laughed smugly, "That's right, my mother will soon be the county magistrate's wife, so what can you do about it?"
Zhao Heng was so angry that he yelled "Wah!" and rushed forward, punching Panpan hard in the stomach.
Panpan screamed in pain and fell to the ground.
Zhao Heng pointed at Panpan and said, "Your mother is the county magistrate's wife? You're kidding me! My father is the county magistrate. How could your mother, that promiscuous woman, be worthy of being called the county magistrate's wife?"
Panpan, clutching his aching stomach, said fiercely, "What nonsense are you spouting? My mother is clearly the county magistrate's wife, how dare you question me?"
Zhao Heng was taken aback, pondering Panpan's words. Images flooded his mind like a surging river, the magistrate's wife stirring ripples in his heart. He hesitated; this seemed somewhat different from what he knew.
"Your mother... she really... is the county magistrate's wife?" Zhao Heng asked cautiously, his eyes filled with doubt and contemplation.
Panpan glared angrily at Zhao Heng, a flash of shame and indignation in his eyes. He wiped his face hard, removing the blood and tears, then straightened his back and said in a defiant tone, "You know perfectly well who my mother is, yet you dare to question me? Are you deliberately trying to cause trouble?"
Zhao Heng was taken aback; he could sense Panpan's anger and determination. He silently processed this conflicting information: the magistrate's wife, a figure he had never dared to imagine. Yet, this information stirred a storm within him.
When Widow Yu learned that her son had been beaten in the village, she rushed out in a panic, wearing a floral cotton-padded jacket and holding a wooden stick in her hand, and started hitting Zhao Heng!
"You, how dare you hit my son?"
Widow Yu grabbed a wooden stick and charged angrily at Zhao Heng!
"You, how dare you hit my son?"
Zhao Heng was stunned and subconsciously took a step back. He had never expected that Widow Yu would be so agitated!
Widow Yu's son is sixteen years old this year. He has been spoiled since he was a child and relies on his mother being a widow to harass respectable women in the village. Usually no one dares to interfere, but now that he has been seriously injured, he is even more lawless!
"My son is the village bully, who dares to mess with him? How dare you hit him? I'll beat you to death today!"
Widow Yu roared and swung her wooden stick, but Zhao Heng dodged her attack with a swift movement!
Liang Shuyan said in a deep voice, "You dare to touch Zhao Heng, I'll see!"
"Hmph, don't think that just because you're Lady Cha, I'm afraid of you. Let me tell you, I'm not afraid of you either!"
Zhao Heng was startled when he saw the man make his move.
"stop!"
Liang Shuyan shouted and rushed over.
Panpan, however, was arrogant and sneered, "Hmph, so what if she's just a tea lady? I'm not afraid of you today!"
"Bang!"
Panpan had just finished speaking when Liang Shuyan stabbed him to the ground.
"Auntie! My auntie! How dare you hit my auntie! My father will definitely drive you out of this village!"
"Hmph, your father, who knows who he'll listen to in the end, and you still dare to spout nonsense here!"
A furious shout rang out from the crowd: "Let me see who dares to bully the lady!"
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