Zhang Damao, as if possessed, grabbed the matchmaker's arm and dragged her outside.
This really angered the matchmaker, who jumped up and down, refusing to leave, and kept howling.
"You little brat, let me go! I'm just doing a good deed, how can you treat me like this?"
Zhang Damao's mind was about to explode.
You motherfucker, you're doing a good deed? You're incredibly wicked!
Without saying a word, Zhang Damao used force to throw the matchmaker into the yard.
Seeing that the good thing was about to fall through, the matchmaker sat down on the ground and started throwing a tantrum.
"Oh dear, someone's been hit! Everyone come and see! What kind of family is this? They even beat up the matchmaker who came to propose marriage. They'll never find a wife, and their children will be born without an anus!"
Who would dare to get involved in something like this? Whether they try to persuade or not, they'll only please neither side. They just watch from afar, pointing and saying whatever comes to mind.
The old matchmaker, as if she had been insulted by countless men, sat on the ground and began to wail and cry, tears streaming down her face.
This immediately infuriated the four strong and brave brothers.
The matchmaker came to do business for his family, and now she's been thrown out of the house. Isn't that a slap in the face to his whole family?
They all pulled out their carrying poles, ready to beat Zhang Damao.
People in the mountains don't have many rules; if they don't like someone, they'll just go and do their thing.
Otherwise, their family wouldn't have become the local tyrants. In such a remote place, far from the reach of the authorities, even if you wanted to report it to the authorities, few would bother unless someone was killed.
When Old Man Zhang saw that they were about to beat his son, his eyes immediately turned red.
He was the only son in the Zhang family of this generation, and he was also the village's most talented man, a top scholar. He was the lifeblood of the old couple.
He grabbed a shovel from behind the door and charged at the four strong and brave brothers.
"You little bastards, let's see if you dare to lay a finger on Da Mao? You'll have to kill this old man first."
Old Zhang was known throughout the village for his honesty and kindness. Today, he had been driven to the brink, and even if it cost him his life, he would not allow anyone to harm his son.
The four strong and brave brothers looked at Old Zhang, whose eyes were bloodshot, and were at a loss for what to do.
If you beat up a young man like Zhang Damao, as long as you don't kill him, he'll only need to lie in bed for a couple of days at most.
But Old Zhang's bones are so old that he could easily collapse without being touched. With the physiques of his brothers, if any one of them were to step in, the old man might never be able to get up again.
Once someone dies, it will no longer be a small matter, and his father, a mere village chief, simply cannot cover it up.
The brothers weren't stupid; they knew who they could fight and who they couldn't.
"Zhang Damao, if you have the guts, come out here. Don't let your dad protect you. You're a grown man, don't be a coward."
To say that Zhang Damao wasn't afraid of them at all would be a lie.
In a place without rules like this, getting beaten up means there's no point in seeking justice. It's not worth fighting back. Although he was extremely angry, he hadn't lost his temper.
Knowing that these people wouldn't dare to do anything to his father, he simply ignored them, poured himself a glass of water, and slowly drank it.
Old Zhang, his eyes red, confronted them, refusing to back down an inch, and the four brothers couldn't do anything about it.
The situation reached a stalemate for a time.
In the end, the experienced matchmaker, with her quick wit, came up with an idea.
He stopped howling on the ground, got up, and pulled the four brothers away.
“Let’s go, let’s go back. Not a single one of them knows what’s good for them. How can such a family be worthy of our daughter?”
The eldest brother, Wei Gang, was rather impatient. He was very unhappy when the matchmaker told them to give up. He glared at her and said...
"Auntie, we made a promise to get this done. What kind of future is this? What will happen to my sister?"
The matchmaker winked at him, signaling him to just listen to her.
“Child, let’s not stoop to their level. Go back, and your aunt will find a better match for your sister.”
With that, he pulled the four brothers out of Old Man Zhang's house.
The courtyard finally quieted down, and the onlookers dispersed.
Old Zhang finally breathed a sigh of relief, put down his tools, and squatted down at the door to smoke his pipe again.
There are too few people in the family, that's how it is. When there's no other way, you can only gamble with your life.
This is why, in the past, the poorer the area, the more willing people were to have children.
Only then did Zhang Damao's mother give Zhang Damao a push on the shoulder.
"My child, of all people to mess with, why did you dare to provoke that winter melon spirit?"
Wei Yulan was ugly and fat, and many people in the village called her "Winter Melon Spirit" behind her back, especially the gossipy old ladies, none of whom had a good word to say about her.
Zhang Damao shook his hand and said helplessly.
"Mother, how could I dare to provoke her? I just ran into her on the road this morning on my way up the mountain, and casually greeted her. Who knew... sigh..."
Thinking back to Wei Yulan's words this morning, "I'm going to take a dump," even Zhang Damao, a scholar, is now too embarrassed to say it.
"Oh dear, what are we going to do now? Wei Changqing and his four idiots are no pushovers. This isn't going to end like this. We've really offended them all now."
Zhang Damao's mother paced anxiously inside the house. The thought of that fierce-looking family made the old woman feel uneasy.
"Old man, tell me, what should we do about this?"
Old Zhang glared at the house.
"What else can we do? If we don't agree to this marriage, are they going to eat us alive?"
"You old fool, you make it sound so easy. We're both old and don't have many years left. What's there to be afraid of? Will our child ever come back? This place is so small, we'll run into each other all the time. How will our child live in the future?"
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