Chapter 21 I heard this woman and him...tsk tsk
As soon as Zhao Wenchang stepped in, he felt a gust of wind carrying a murderous aura rushing towards him!
He was incredibly agile, honed by his military training. Without a second thought, he instinctively shifted his body to the side and simultaneously reached out his large hand, grabbing the opponent's wrist with pinpoint accuracy!
The hand is slender and delicate, belonging to a woman.
He was startled and, by the moonlight, saw clearly what he was holding in his hand.
It was a gleaming kitchen knife, the blade just inches from his neck!
He twisted his wrist hard, and with a cry of "Ouch!" the woman let go in pain, and the kitchen knife clattered to the ground.
He pushed the person against the wall with one hand, and with the other hand he reached for the light switch cord on the wall and pulled hard.
Zhao Wenchang froze when he saw the person holding the knife who was about to cut him.
It's Jiang Wanqiu.
Her hair was disheveled, her face was deathly pale, her eyes were red and swollen, and she was staring at him in shock, her chest heaving violently.
"Are you crazy?!" Zhao Wenchang exclaimed in astonishment, "Why are you trying to stab me with a knife?!"
Upon recognizing Zhao Wenchang, Jiang Wanqiu's tense body instantly went limp, and all her desperate fierceness vanished.
My legs went weak and I almost couldn't stand up.
Tears streamed down her face instantly, and her eyes were frighteningly red.
"Where have you been?!" she cried, her voice trembling with tears. "Why are you only coming back now?!"
The grievance and fear in that tone made Zhao Wenchang's heart tighten.
He then noticed that not only did her complexion look off, but her right cheek was also swollen and had a clear handprint on it.
"I was busy with something else," he mumbled, then immediately retorted, "Tell me first, what happened to you? Who hit you?!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Wanqiu could no longer hold back and squatted down, sobbing uncontrollably.
Jiang Wanqiu recounted what had just happened, and Zhao Wenchang's face instantly turned as black as ink.
"You bastard!"
Looking at the woman squatting on the ground, trembling with tears, he felt as if a knife had been plunged into his heart, causing him both pain and self-reproach.
He knelt down, reached out, and clumsily wiped away her tears.
"Don't cry, don't cry..." He was afraid that his outburst would frighten the woman again, so he suppressed his anger and gently persuaded her, "Tell me, who is that person? What does he look like?"
Jiang Wanqiu shook her head, her eyes brimming with tears: "It was dark, I couldn't see clearly... It was pitch black, and he had a scoundrel's face..."
"Fine." Zhao Wenchang gritted his teeth. "Don't worry, this isn't over! I'll turn the whole village upside down and find that beast!"
That night, Jiang Wanqiu was so frightened that she couldn't sleep at all. Every time she closed her eyes, all she could see were those malicious, thieving eyes.
She tossed and turned on the kang (a heated brick bed), her body trembling every now and then.
In the darkness, Zhao Wenchang sighed, moved closer to her, and gently pulled her into his arms.
Jiang Wanqiu's body stiffened.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here," he said in a deep voice, then gently patted her back, like he was comforting a child.
His embrace was warm, inexplicably reassuring. Jiang Wanqiu nestled in his arms, his back gently patted, finally allowing her nerves, which had been tense all night, to slowly relax.
Early the next morning, the fields were filled with the earth-shattering cries of children and sounds of beatings and scoldings.
"You little brat! How dare you insult my father! I'll beat you to death!" It was Zhao Ping'an.
"Waaah... I didn't curse you wrong! Your dad married a slut! A whore who's been ridden by ten thousand men! She'd even take her pants off in front of Wang Laizi! That's what my mother said!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Ping'an became even more enraged. He climbed onto the chubby boy named Dazhuang and punched him in the mouth.
Da Zhuang let out a miserable scream and spat out a mouthful of blood, which included a front tooth that had just been replaced not long ago.
This has stirred up a hornet's nest.
Before long, Dazhuang's mother, carrying Dazhuang who was crying so hard he could barely breathe, with one hand on her hip and leading a group of women who had come to watch the commotion, marched in a grand procession to the entrance of the Zhao family's courtyard.
"Zhao Xiaohua! Get out here right now! Look at what your good grandson has done to my son!"
Zhao Xiaohua was tidying up her farm tools when she heard the nameless insults. She immediately put down her hoe and went to meet the attacker aggressively.
"What are you yelling about! Your son's mouth is so foul, he deserves a beating! Knocking out one tooth is the least of our worries; we didn't knock out all of his teeth, that's considered us being lenient!"
Ping An just came back and explained the situation to me.
Ping An is such a disobedient brat. After so many fights, this is the first time Zhao Xiaohua feels that her Ping An made the right decision this time. Not only did he make the right decision, but he also hit him too lightly!
Sun Lanhua had long disliked Jiang Wanqiu, who came from the south. Last time, she was nearly choked to death by Jiang Wanqiu, but this time she finally had a point.
She shoved Dazhuang forward and shouted defiantly, "Pah! What did my Dazhuang say wrong? Yesterday afternoon, several people in the village saw your new wife and Wang Laizi sneaking into the woods behind the mountain! Sneaking around like that, what good could they be up to?"
Her shout immediately sparked a flurry of discussion among the onlookers.
"Really?"
"It's probably true. This morning, Wang Laizi was talking about it at the village entrance, and he made it sound very convincing."
"Tsk tsk, you can never judge a book by its cover. She looks like a decent girl, how could she do something like this?"
"Don't you know about Zhao Fu's wife's affair? A respectable woman wouldn't take such improper drugs!"
Hearing the crowd's comments, Sun Lanhua grew even more smug. She grabbed Zhao Ping'an by the collar and said, "This isn't over! You little bastard must kowtow and apologize to my son! And pay for his medicine!"
Inside the room, Jiang Wanqiu heard everything clearly.
She clenched her fists and was about to walk out.
A large hand suddenly reached out and pressed down on her shoulder.
It was Zhao Wenchang. He hadn't slept much all night; his eyes were bloodshot, and his face was terribly gloomy.
Don't go.
He'll handle this.
I had just finished considering all the men in the village yesterday, and unexpectedly, he came to my door today.
He strode out of the house without saying a word.
The commotion in the courtyard paused eerily the moment he appeared.
Zhao Wenchang walked up to Sun Lanhua, stopped, stared at her, and said coldly, "Say what you just said again."
Sun Lanhua felt a chill run down her spine as she looked at the man's ashen face. But she still retorted, "What do you want? Want to hit a woman?"
Any man in the village who dares to hit a woman will be condemned and his reputation ruined.
Finally, she repeated it again: "Your woman is a slut! She can even sleep with a man like Wang Laizi! I feel disgusted just looking at her!"
"Okay." Zhao Wenchang nodded. "This is what you said."
Then he grabbed Sun Lanhua and started walking outside.
Sun Lanhua was gripped tightly by the man's arm and couldn't break free. Terrified, she immediately shouted at the top of her lungs, "He's hitting me! He's hitting me! Zhao Wenchang is hitting a woman!"
Upon hearing this, those around him began to persuade Zhao Wenchang again.
It's okay to lose a worn-out shoe; it's not worth ruining the harmony of the village over it.
Seeing that Zhao Wenchang's expression was not right, Zhao Xiaohua hurriedly followed him, afraid that something might really have happened.
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