ah?
Old Mrs. Huo was a little dumbfounded, suspecting she was hallucinating. "Jiang Jiang, did you say Wuchuan and Zuo Qingfeng were fighting?"
"Yes," Du Jiang nodded affirmatively. "At first, it was Zuo Qingfeng who started the fight, and then Wuchuan started to fight back. You all know that Zuo Qingfeng is just a pale-faced scholar, but Wuchuan is different. He has a lot of things at home and in the fields, so he has no shortage of strength. Then he couldn't control himself when he fought back, and by the time Zuo Qingfeng reacted, he was already spinning on the ground holding his legs."
"No, how come we don't know that?" As a former village doctor, Mrs. Huo was very skeptical about this.
Old Man Huo speculated thoughtfully, "Maybe he's afraid of losing face."
"That's right, Grandpa guessed right. Zuo Qingfeng is just afraid of losing face." Du Jiang was overjoyed when he thought of the description he heard this morning. Of course, happiness is better shared with others, so he shared the description of the kind-hearted people with his grandparents. "They said he was beaten black and blue, and there are scars on his face."
"this…"
"this…"
The old couple of the Huo family looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
After a long while, Old Man Huo found his voice and asked, "Can you tell me the reason?"
"Well, I'm not sure, but it seems to be related to the child," Du Jiang scratched his head and said uncertainly, "I heard that Wuchuan was pregnant, but I don't know who said that those who like spicy food are girls. Zuo Qingfeng didn't know what was wrong and went home to fight with Wuchuan. Later, the child was lost, and Zuo Qingfeng cursed at her. After Wuchuan recovered, Zuo Qingfeng still wanted to fight, but Wuchuan fought back. Now, when Wuchuan comes home, as long as Zuo Qingfeng is not cooking or washing clothes, she will fight. It seems that the two of them have reversed."
"Ah," Old Mrs. Huo's mouth opened wide. She didn't know how to react to the rumor. After a while, she found her voice and said, "Uh, is this considered karma?"
"He asked for it," Old Man Huo slammed the table and concluded, "He's such a bad guy, not even smart enough. What's wrong with a girl? Isn't it his child? He's so jealous. If he had the ability, he could have his own child. What kind of person is he?"
Du Jiang shrugged and said, "This marriage didn't start well. Now Zuo Qingfeng bears more responsibility. However, I didn't see it with my own eyes, so I can't comment on the whole situation. However, the people who spread the story were Wuchuan's sisters-in-law, so I think there is some truth to it. I just don't know how much of it is exaggerated."
"Forget it, regardless of whether the story is true or not, this is his nature, so I need to be more cautious in the future," Old Man Huo concluded. "Now that there are new people in the village, it would be best if there are no disturbances. If there are, we will just deal with it as it comes. There is no good solution at the moment."
"Grandpa, don't worry, it's okay." Du Jiang picked up the bowl and slowly put the sweet potato rice in it. "Huo Yang and I are here. What's more, I go up and down the mountain every day, so I am well-informed about the news in the village."
"In two days, your grandma and I will go sit in the square, firstly to bask in the sun, and secondly to chat with the villagers, so as to avoid being cut off from the news," Old Man Huo finalized the plan.
Du Jiang had no comment on this. "That's fine. Although the team has been separated for several years, this is Dujia Village after all, and the clan consciousness still exists."
Wuchuan was unaware of this small family meeting at the Du Jiang family. At this moment, she was holding a knife and looking coldly at Zuo Qingfeng who was wailing on the bed, her eyes full of disgust and hatred.
Although Zuo Qingfeng was rolling on the bed, his eyes never left the knife in Wuchuan's hand. After each wail, he shuddered in his heart, "You...ah...it hurts..."
"Pah," Wuchuan spat on the ground in disgust. "Since you don't want to work, then just stay home. As for your leg, just consider it a burial companion for the child who didn't get hurt. Zuo Qingfeng, my patience is limited. I'll let it go today, but if I come back tomorrow at noon and the food is still cold, then you won't have to eat anymore."
Wuchuan's voice was so cold that Zuo Qingfeng shivered. When his eyes met the other's gloomy eyes, he lowered his head in fear, but still said nothing.
Wuchuan didn't care about Zuo Qingfeng's lack of response. He chopped the kitchen knife in his hand fiercely on the cabinet, making a loud noise. "Three years ago, the old village chief didn't show up at Xu Zhizhou's wedding. I thought I didn't know it was you who reported it. Unfortunately, as long as we are in Dujia Village, you will never be able to get ahead. Since you dared to scheme against me to support you and trade us for jobs, you should have thought of this day. It's a pity for my child who didn't get hurt. Zuo Qingfeng, you deserve to go to hell. You are not worthy of being a human being."
"You..." Zuo Qingfeng wanted to refute, but when he met Wuchuan's cold gaze, he was too timid to say a word and could only lower his head in anger.
"Zuo Qingfeng, you should just lie in bed and atone for your child for the rest of your life," Wuchuan turned and left in disgust.
As the door slammed shut, Zuo Qingfeng curled up helplessly on the bed. The pain in his legs still came to his mind from time to time even though a month had passed. Zuo Qingfeng knew that his legs were probably broken. He felt regretful and annoyed. It was hard to describe Zuo Qingfeng's mood at this moment. He couldn't understand why Wuchuan, who was supposed to be the husband, dared to resist him, but he was more afraid of Wuchuan.
When Zuo Qingfeng thought of the revenge he had ruined, he couldn't help but shiver. He regretted it. If he had known earlier, he would have let Wuchuan and the others kill the old village chief. Maybe they could get rid of the marriage by going in. But now, not only did he not get the job, he also couldn't get rid of Wuchuan, and he even lost his leg. Thinking of this, Zuo Qingfeng felt hatred in his heart. He hated Wuchuan, hated the educated youth point, and hated the old village chief even more.
Unfortunately, his legs were broken and he could only lie in bed, groaning all over the place, but he could do nothing.
Wuchuan outside the door did not go far. She stood at the door and listened for a while before leaving.
The brothers and sisters gathered at Dachuan's house, eating and chatting casually.
Dachuan's wife looked at Wuchuan's pale face, said nothing, but picked up an egg with chopsticks and put it in his bowl.
Wuchuan was stunned for a moment before he bowed his head and said, "Thank you, sister-in-law."
"Why are you being so polite to me, Wuchuan? That guy is a piece of shit. Why don't you get a divorce?" Compared to how people nowadays avoid divorce, Dachuan's wife is more open-minded. "You can't sacrifice your whole life for a scumbag, and you still have to support him. This losing business can't last forever."
"Sister-in-law, I know, I just can't accept it." In front of his family, Wuchuan's heart was not so tight. "I was just one step away, but that person ruined it. I'm afraid I won't have the chance to take revenge in the future."
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