"Comrade Jiang Tang finally grew up, but what awaited her was no respect. In addition to the heavier housework, Wang Chun treated her as merchandise to be sold at a high price, attempting to sell her to a disabled widower with five children and three deceased wives."
"A good person doesn't even have the basic dignity of a human being."
"If my mother hadn't seen it and paid 200 yuan to save Comrade Jiang Tang, what would appear before us now would not be a living person, but a pile of bones."
Lu Changzheng's voice was stern, leaving no room for negotiation.
Wang Chun finally freed the rag from her mouth and stared blankly at Lu Changzheng. It took her a while to recover from her shock.
"You fart..."
Wang Chun stood up and started to curse.
"I didn't give her anything to eat? How did she grow up? Mr. Lu, you forcibly took someone from our Jiang family to marry you without paying, and now you want to slander me?"
"Who are you talking to, old lady?"
Before anyone present could react, He Lihua's voice interrupted.
The next second, Wang Chun was slapped to the ground by He Lihua who rushed out.
Jiang Tang, who was held by Lu Changzheng, blinked.
Did mom hit someone?
She needs help!
He pulled his hand out and moved forward without saying a word.
When her mother was beating someone, she helped to hold Wang Chun's arms and lifted her up to make it easier for her mother to beat her!
There was no room for Wang Chun to resist.
He Lihua saw this and pulled up her sleeves and started slapping.
"Wang Chun, you damned bitch, you still have the nerve to say that you feed Tangtang? Who feeds you? You're only 1.6 meters tall and weigh only 60 kilograms."
"When Tangtang came home with me, he was bigger than the pillow at home. His body was covered with scars. He was afraid to eat or drink water, and he would be frightened by the slightest sound."
"You still have the nerve to say you treat her well?"
He Lihua beat and scolded him.
Wang Chun's face was swollen after being slapped, and she was also tired.
He stood aside with his hands on his hips, panting, "Tangtang, come here. Hit her back the same way she hit you before."
After hearing what He Lihua said, Jiang Tang naturally did as she said.
She searched her memory, her eyes searching for something that matched her memory.
"Found it."
Jiang Tang trotted over and pulled down an iron wire that was hanging clothes on a wooden stake.
Everyone...
What kind of strange strength is this?
Jiang Tang walked back unconsciously.
"When she was in a bad mood and felt bad that Jiang Dawu couldn't help her family, she would come to the woodshed and beat me with a cane, and she would always hit me until the cane broke."
"I'm strong, so I can just treat this wire as a cane, right? I should be able to break it quickly."
Jiang Tang spoke to himself.
She straightened the wire and instructed He Lihua to stand further away, "Mom, please move aside. I won't hurt you."
He Lihua saw this and smiled from ear to ear, "Okay, Mom will stand far away, stand far away."
Jiang Tang nodded and swung the wire in his hand vigorously. The wire cut through the air with a whooshing sound.
Wang Chun, with a bruised face and nose, was shocked.
Just as he was about to run, the wire in Jiang Tang's hand had already fallen on Wang Chun's back, "There's no point in running."
In just one move, the clothes were torn.
Although the iron wire was thin, it felt like it weighed a thousand pounds when it landed on Wang Chun's back. Her feet softened and her body fell forward.
Jiang Tang swung the iron wire in his hand towards Wang Chun's back again.
"ah……"
"It hurts so much! Help, stop hitting me, stop hitting me!"
When Jiang Dawu hurried over, he saw Wang Chun crawling on the ground after being beaten.
He immediately walked up quickly.
"Stop fighting, stop fighting."
When Wang Chun heard Jiang Dawu's voice, he immediately crawled to Jiang Dawu's side, hugged his legs, and complained with tears in his eyes.
"Da Wu, Da Wu, please take care of your sister! She wants to beat me to death! She's teamed up with outsiders to beat me to death!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Dawu immediately raised his head and opened his mouth, but when he saw Jiang Tang's face, he was stunned for a moment.
Is this his sister?
Has that skinny girl who never spoke a word grown up to be like this?
"Little sister..."
There was disbelief in Jiang Dawu's voice.
Jiang Tang raised his eyes slightly and his gaze fell on Jiang Dawu, "Jiang Dawu?"
"Little sister, I am... I am the big brother..."
"You're not."
Jiang Tang stopped what he was doing and glanced at the torn Wang Chun. He said without a trace of emotion, "You are Wang Chun's husband, and you are her accomplice in the cruelty she caused me in the past."
"Little sister, I..."
"Don't claim relatives randomly. I said I'm not your sister. Your sister is dead. She was killed by you and this vicious woman."
What Jiang Tang said was true.
But everyone present, except Lu Changzheng, felt that Jiang Tang was still brooding over the past.
She did not forgive her brother Jiang Dawu.
Lu Changzheng stepped forward, took Jiang Tang's hand, and glanced at Jiang Dawu, who had a simple and honest face, with a faint look in his eyes.
"Look at your conscience. You are speaking to the deceased ancestors of the Jiang family. When Wang Chun tortured Tangtang, were you really unaware, or were you pretending not to know?"
“I…I…I…”
Jiang Dawu's lips moved and he kept saying "I, I, I", but he never uttered a complete sentence.
Everyone present knew what this meant.
It turns out that when Wang Chun was abusing Jiang Tang, Jiang Dawu, his biological brother, knew about it.
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