Yang Laosan was still cursing Tan Shi when he heard "Everyone, get ready" and didn't understand what it meant before he was surrounded by a group of women.
Qin, Wang Xiaoju, and several other women rushed forward, each holding a bamboo stick.
The bamboo skewer I grabbed in the rush was about the thickness of a chopstick, with one end slightly pointed. It was used to cut incense paste in mosquito coil workshops. It wasn't as sharp as the iron awl used for sewing shoe soles, but in the summer when clothes were thin, it could still pierce the skin with a little force.
Although Yang Laosan didn't know what "stabbing with an awl" meant, he already understood that it wasn't a good thing.
He was both shocked and furious, and raised his hand to slap Qin, the leader: "You bitch, how dare you lay a hand on me..."
Qin tried to dodge, but the distance was too close, and the slap still landed on her face.
The blow made her see stars, and her anger flared up to its peak.
Suddenly, she pounced on Yang Laosan, making him stagger and almost fall. Almost at the same time, the two women grabbed Yang Laosan's hands tightly and pressed him to the ground.
Yang Laosan cursed and struggled desperately, but the other women quickly pinned his legs down, rendering him unable to move.
Qin slapped him on the head: "You bastard, you're used to beating your wife, today I'll let you know what pain feels like!"
Yang Laosan turned his head and cursed at Qin Shi and the others: "You damned woman, I'm going to kill you all!"
Seeing his stubbornness, Qin spat and said, "I'll show you how to kill someone right now! Everyone, start stabbing!"
Instantly, Yang Laosan's face turned pale with fear, his eyes widened as he watched the bamboo skewer in Qin's hand pierce his arm.
Yang Laosan screamed and twisted his body in pain, but he could not escape.
Another woman then stabbed him in the thigh; the bamboo skewer pierced through his trousers and embedded itself in his flesh.
Yang Laosan's screams echoed in the air, but the women did not stop what they were doing.
Amidst Yang Laosan's terror and screams, seven or eight women pinned him to the ground, raining bamboo skewers upon his body.
It wasn't very deep, just enough to break the flesh; one stab and you get a hole.
Each insertion brought a sharp pain, and blood spots gradually appeared on his body.
Yang Laosan's curses turned into wails, and finally into heart-wrenching pleas for mercy: "Spare me! Help me! I was wrong, I won't hit anyone again!"
Wang Xiaoju grabbed Tan Shi, who was trembling and crying, and shoved a bamboo skewer that had lost its sharpness into her hand: "You go and stab her too. Stab her back the way he used to beat you!"
Mrs. Tan held the child and shook her head vigorously: "I dare not, I dare not!"
Wang Xiaoju was furious. She grabbed Tan's shoulders and shook her violently, as if trying to shake out the endless tears streaming down her face.
"Think about the grievances you've suffered, the beatings your children have given you, and the kind of life you've lived all these years!"
If Aunt Jiang hadn't brought you back, you and your two daughters would already be dead by now.
Do you think that by swallowing your anger, you can gain people's pity? Do you think that by telling your child to shut up and to please those bad people, they will spare you?
No, it's precisely because you didn't resist that they acted with such impunity, that they felt so confident, that they had you completely under their control. Now they even dare to come and take you back!
"Do you really want Da Xiang and Xiao Xiang to live that kind of life, waiting for the children to grow up so you can sell them again!"
With each word Wang Xiaoju spoke, Tan's face paled a little more.
By the end, he was as pale as paper, shaking his head desperately, but he just couldn't bring himself to take the bamboo skewer.
Seeing that Yang Laosan was struggling to get up, Aunt Qin and the others could barely hold him down, and the men next to them were also preparing ropes to tie him up.
Wang Xiaoju immediately became anxious.
As soon as Yang Laosan gets up, his uncles will arrest him and send him to the authorities, thus eliminating Tan's chance to vent her anger herself.
She gave Tan a disdainful look and cursed, "Cry, cry, cry! After all these years of crying, have you brought your parents back to life or killed the wicked people who abused you? It's all for nothing! You big slut!"
Wang Xiaoju shoved the bamboo skewer into Daya's hand: "Go avenge your mother! Stab that villain!"
From the moment Ms. Tan ran to the mosquito coil workshop to hide the two children, Da Xiangxiang and Xiao Xiangxiang remained calm and quiet.
Only when they saw Yang Laosan struggling and wailing on the ground, and heard Wang Xiaoju's words, did the children silently shed tears with red eyes.
"Big Xiangxiang, can you protect your mother?" Wang Xiaoju asked again.
Da Xiangxiang gritted her teeth, reached out and took the bamboo skewer, and pushed away the arm that Tan Shi was holding.
Under the gaze of everyone, and amidst Tan's shocked and stunned state, he walked step by step toward the man on the ground!
This is his own biological father, but also the demon who brought him into pain.
Before we fled the famine, if I heard my mother moaning in pain at night, I would see her swollen, bluish-purple face during the day.
She knew that it was because her father beat her for not being able to give birth to a son.
Every day, my sister, my mother, and I have endless chores to do. My aunt and grandmother always say that ugly girls can't be sold for money and can only be treated like slaves. If they don't do well, they will be beaten.
I asked my mother why my father and grandmother disliked girls.
My mother didn't say why she disliked girls. She only said that I wouldn't be beaten anymore once I had a younger brother. For now, I shouldn't talk, just do more work, and not make any mistakes.
When will my younger brother arrive? Maybe before he even comes, my sister and I will have already been beaten to death.
When Yang Laosan on the ground saw Daya walking over with bamboo skewers, he could hardly believe his eyes.
He was both shocked and furious. He looked up and glared at him fiercely, cursing, "You little slut, you unfilial son who dared to stab your own father! May lightning strike you dead! You short-lived wretch, I'll definitely beat you to death someday..."
Before he could finish speaking, Madam Tan pounced on him like a madwoman.
She snatched the bamboo skewer from Da Xiangxiang's hand and started stabbing it into Yang Laosan without thinking. As she stabbed him, she cried out, "I'm sorry for not giving birth to a son. No matter how much you hit me... I'll accept it."
But your daughters are your own flesh and blood, and you keep saying you want to kill them!
"If you don't want the children to live, I'll kill you! I'll kill you!"
Yang Laosan stared in disbelief, as if he were seeing Tan Shi for the first time, muttering to himself, "You really dared to do that!"
The bamboo skewer tip had already been flattened, but under Tan's force, it still pierced into Yang Laosan's flesh, staining the skewer tip with a smear of blood red.
Yang Laosan could no longer express his feelings. He screamed in agony, "Stop stabbing me! Stop stabbing me! Please, wife, stop stabbing me!"
"Even a day as husband and wife is worth a hundred days of kindness. I used to carry you into the house in a bridal sedan chair!"
Tan knelt beside Yang Laosan, sobbing uncontrollably. She clutched the half-broken bamboo skewer in her hands, and even though her hands were already weak and powerless, she still hit Yang Laosan repeatedly, crying out, "Why are you so heartless? Why? You were so good to me when we first got married!"
Qin and the others released their hands that were pressing down on Yang Laosan.
At this moment, Yang Laosan was covered in blood spots, stopped struggling, and was only panting, staring intently at Tan Shi with his head turned to the side.
He stared at the woman who didn't even dare to raise her voice at him.
Perhaps the Tan family and their daughter really dared to lay a hand on him, which had already shattered Yang Laosan's remaining confidence.
Once Tan Shi and Da Xiang and Xiao Xiang let go of their last blood ties, he will be nothing.
At this moment, Yang Laosan regretted coming here.
He hadn't even seen the face of that tyrant Jiang before a group of women nearly killed him with chopsticks.
Or, if you don't go into the village with that damn old man, you can still escape this calamity.
It's too late to realize now; this village is too eerie!
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