Chapter 125 A Man Lives on His Spirit
What brings Lord Xie here?
Song Chunxue stared directly at the person in front of her with an undeniable killing intent in her eyes.
"Song Chunxue, do you want to live? Let him go!" The man in front of her suddenly knelt down. "Listen to your second brother, let's talk this out. You'll be fine."
Second brother.
That's right, the person in front of me is my second brother, my cousin.
But they grew up together.
Song Chunxue grew up in her second uncle's house, and the person in front of her was her second uncle's second son, the one who had treated her relatively well in her second uncle's family.
My second brother's house is on the mountain opposite Chen Guangcai's house. Standing at the entrance of my second brother's house, you can see the main door of Chen Guangcai's house.
Although the distance was too far, I could barely make out the tiny silhouette of a person, no bigger than an ant.
Speaking of which, it was the eldest brother who arranged Chen Feng's marriage to the eldest son.
"Song Chunxue, let go! Don't kill him! Murder is punishable by death! Are you crazy?" The man, a few years older than Song Chunxue, knelt on the ground, moved in front of her, grabbed her arm, and was almost crying.
"Let go, let go quickly, listen to your second brother, let go."
Song Chunxue had only one thought in her mind: half of the suffering in her past life was caused by Chen Guangcai, and she didn't want to let go.
He's so bad, she can't let go!
Even if we can't kill him, we'll cripple him today.
Just as she increased the force, a pair of familiar black official boots came into view.
The light gray robe fluttered and danced with each step, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of her.
What a coincidence, Xie Zheng is here too?
The next moment, the person in front of her squatted down, and a face with stubble appeared before her.
"Release her, and I will take care of it for you."
The gentle, deep voice instantly cleared Song Chunxue's mind.
She slowly released the dagger from her hand. "You keep your word, sir."
"Don't worry, sister-in-law, it is my duty to solve cases." Xie Zheng took out a handkerchief from his pocket, frowned, and took the short knife.
Chen Guangcai felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He crawled on all fours like a frightened puppy for a distance before being helped up by Chen Xiang and several of his nephews.
The Chen family members stared at the Jiang family mother and son with hostility, but because of Song Chunxue's crazy actions just now, they dared not look down on them as they had before.
Song Chunxue sat on the ground and breathed a huge sigh of relief.
"mother!"
"Is Mother alright?"
Sanwa and Lao Si knelt behind him, their tense nerves finally relaxed.
Sanwa supported her arm and said, "Mother, let me help you up."
The eldest son was terrified, his voice trembling slightly, "Mother, where did you get the knife?"
"You bought it in the county, do you want it too?"
"..." The eldest brother was speechless for a moment. Even if he had the courage, he wouldn't dare to be so reckless.
If someone really died, it would be a terrible loss.
"Where is Chen Feng?" Song Chunxue said coldly, "Go find her now."
The second brother spoke up, "No need to look. I noticed something was wrong here. I ran into Chen Feng on my way here. She took the child home and asked me to tell you."
Song Chunxue looked at her second brother, Song Zhizhu, with a detached expression, still somewhat unaccustomed to his youthful appearance.
The last time she saw him, she was seventy years old, and her second brother looked incredibly old.
She couldn't help but smile. "My second brother's here to back me up?"
"Look at you, you used to be so timid, but now you're threatening people with a knife." He pointed to Chen Guangcai, who was slumped on the ground in the distance, surrounded by several children looking at his wounds. "Aren't you afraid of accidentally severing his trachea?"
"If you were afraid, you wouldn't have cut his skin," Song Chunxue asked casually. "Why is Lord Xie here?"
Xie Zhengzheng stood in front of Chen Guangcai, and from somewhere found a bottle of wound medicine to treat his wounds.
If Xie Zheng hadn't appeared today, this matter would have ended with Chen Guangcai begging for mercy.
She saw a group of people standing at the entrance of the threshing ground, holding carrying poles and hoes. Although there were men and women, they were all people her second brother had found to help her.
“He originally came to the village to check if the grain measures were in compliance with regulations and was going to have dinner at our house. Suddenly, people rushed in and the door of Chen Guangcai’s house was crowded with people, looking like they were about to fight. Some people said they saw you in the field and guessed that you were fighting, so we put down our bowls and chopsticks and came over.”
Song Zhizhu said with some regret, "The noodles with minced meat sauce were fresh out of the pot. I only get to eat them once every few months. You scared me so much that I didn't get to eat them. They'll definitely be soggy when I get back."
"I'll make it up to you next time. Come to my house for a meal. I recently slaughtered a pig and will cook you some big bone soup." She smiled and sincerely invited him, "Don't you like rice and noodle buns? I'll make them for you."
Song Zhizhu raised his hand and slapped her forehead. "What time is it and you're still thinking about food? You've gotten really bold. What did you eat?"
"I didn't eat much, I just didn't drink the Meng Po soup." Song Chunxue looked at Song Zhizhu with a sad smile. "Second brother, I'm so miserable."
"..." Song Zhizhu was stunned. Looking at her smiling through her tears, he didn't know what to say for a moment.
Sanwa was also stunned. He turned to look at Lao Si, who shook his head.
The eldest brother felt a little guilty and turned his face away to look elsewhere.
At this moment, Xie Zheng walked over and handed the cleaned dagger to Song Chunxue.
"I already know the whole story. My sister-in-law was indeed brave and did nothing wrong. But don't act so recklessly next time. If the knife had gone any deeper, both of your families would have been ruined."
Song Chunxue took the short knife and sheathed it. "Thank you, sir."
She wiped away her tears, got up from the ground, and dusted herself off.
Her traditional Chinese jacket was dirty, her hairpin was crooked, and her soft black hair was disheveled. Song Chunxue raised her hand to gather it up and straightened her hairpin.
She looked at Chen Guangcai with a half-smile, "Do you know you were wrong?"
"You filthy woman..."
“Watch your words,” Xie Zheng said coldly. “You were in the wrong first, yet you dared to bully women. Even a rabbit will bite when cornered, let alone you who bully the weak and try to outnumber the few. This is the behavior of a despicable person. If you don’t restrain yourself, you will surely suffer the consequences later.”
The cousins that Chen Xiang had called over quietly dispersed, leaving only a few people outside the courtyard gate. Chen Feng's mother did not show up at all.
Song Chunxue looked at Chen Guangcai and said, "Don't underestimate people in the future, and don't hit people casually. I hold grudges very well."
"Remember about the talisman. Those who do many evil deeds will surely perish. I heard from the Taoist priest that the talisman will have a backlash. You haven't been feeling well lately, have you?" She smiled coldly. "You'd better watch yourself."
After saying that, she looked at Xie Zheng and said, "Thank you for your help again, sir. I will remember this kindness."
"It's nothing to worry about. Next time you encounter something like this, think twice before you act." Xie Zheng shook his head slightly. "It's not worth it to hurt the enemy eight hundred while losing a thousand of your own."
"A man lives for a breath, even a Buddha would fight for a stick of incense. If I don't avenge this, I'll be a coward even if I live to ninety-nine." With that, Song Chunxue looked at Song Zhizhu and said, "You guys go back and have your meal. We should go back too."
Song Zhizhu asked, "Aren't you coming back with us?"
“Next time, we can’t go empty-handed. Besides, Chen Feng took the child back with her, and we’re worried about that.” She looked at Song Zhizhu. “Thank you for your help, Second Brother.”
Song Zhizhu sighed, "Why are you so strong-willed now?"
As he spoke, he pulled out a string of copper coins from his pocket. "I came in a hurry and only brought this much. Don't think it's too little."
"Second Brother, no need, I have money." Then, as if remembering something, Song Chunxue turned to Xie Zheng, "I wonder if you, sir, have made any fortune?"
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