With a scream, Sister-in-law Song pounced on her.
Song Yan and the aunties and grandmas from the surrounding Songjia Village were all furious. In their Songjia territory, even the Heavenly King himself couldn't tolerate being beaten by their children.
With two shoves, he pushed Old Lady Song to the ground, grabbed her hair, and started hitting Old Lady Zhang in her most private parts.
Liu Zi stood to the side, helpless, worried that they might seriously injure someone and face legal trouble.
Fortunately, Xiaoming returned quickly with a group of people and, seeing the situation, immediately pulled everyone away.
At this point, Granny Zhang was no longer someone to be seen in public.
His eyes were black and blue, his hair was disheveled, and his clothes were covered with large footprints.
"Someone's been beaten to death! Someone's been bullied! I'm calling the police!" Granny Zhang wailed, this time she was truly crying.
"Quick, someone come and call the police for this old lady. Who is this? Coming to our Songjiazhuang to beat people up. Have you seen what he looks like?" Song Yan wiped her hair and smiled at Old Lady Zhang.
"I didn't see her clearly, and I don't recognize her. I just saw her run towards the east of the village," the aunt next to her chimed in.
"Since you didn't see it clearly, then this is none of our business. Everyone, let's disperse!"
"Ryoko, you're all here. Come with me outside to collect a debt."
Song Yan was a local bully back then. She had four older brothers and was pampered at home, so no one dared to bully her. She would lead a group of younger brothers to fight with the kids from the neighboring villages all day long.
The bonds forged from growing up together remained, and with Song Yan, the eldest sister, giving a call, everyone arrived.
A dozen or so young men stood behind Song Yan, which startled Granny Zhang. She wanted to turn around and hit her daughter, but the women stopped her.
"What? You want to hit the child again? Believe me or not, I'll beat you up again." Seeing the child bleeding, these mothers' bloodlust was aroused, and they surrounded Granny Zhang.
Song Ersao had already taken the child to the side and was gently wiping the child with a tissue. Fortunately, nothing serious had happened; the child had only broken a tooth.
The child is about to lose their baby teeth, but they can still grow back.
Sister-in-law Song felt a wave of fear. How could her mother be so cruel?
She suddenly remembered her childhood. Her parents doted on her two younger brothers, and no one paid attention to her. She often went hungry, and things only improved when she grew up and learned to cook.
Back then, she had to get up before dawn every day to cook, because her two younger brothers needed to go to school and couldn't be delayed.
During the day, she has to feed the chickens, ducks, and pigs, do laundry, cook, and clean.
Her father had to go out to play cards, and her mother had to go out to chat with people, so all the housework fell on her shoulders. Actually, she wanted to go to school too.
Later, she went to work in a factory and had no time to do housework. Her mother, for the sake of the money, didn't say much.
Even though she is very tired from work every day, she still has to do laundry and clean the house when she gets home.
Because her mother was too lazy, her father was a hands-off manager, and her two younger brothers followed suit, they all waited for her to come home before doing anything.
Her parents only started treating her better after she began to arrange marriages.
But the matchmakers who came to introduce her to either widowers or disabled men. Her parents even tried to persuade her to accept them, saying that such men with disabilities would be better for their daughters-in-law.
But after marrying Song Fu, she gradually realized that such families gave higher dowries and that they were just trying to scam her for money.
If she hadn't met Song Fu back then and fallen for him, she would have been pushed into a pit of fire by her family long ago.
In recent years, she has been blinded by something, unable to see reality.
Sister-in-law Song held the child, frozen in place.
The aunt next to her nudged her with concern: "Second Aunt, try to think positively. You're better off without family like that. As long as Song Fu treats you well, that's enough! Look, comfort the child; they're all terrified."
Song Ersao finally came to her senses. Looking at her son, whose mouth still had bloodstains, tears streamed down her face.
When Mr. and Mrs. Song returned from visiting relatives, they saw this scene.
Song's mother was so frightened that her legs went weak. Her grandson, Song Wen, was being held by his mother, and there was a pool of blood on the ground. What had happened?
Liu Zi noticed the two of them at that moment, and quickly went over to them, took Song's mother's hand, and explained the whole story to them so that they wouldn't worry.
Song's mother took a deep breath, patted Liu Zi's hand, and then walked over.
Upon seeing her mother, Song Ersao burst into tears: "Mom, I..."
Song's mother patted her without uttering a word of reproach, but simply looked down at her grandson, Song Wen.
The little guy's eyes were clear, and it seemed that nothing serious had happened, so I was relieved.
"Go home first, we'll talk about this when you get back." Song's mother knew about the mess the Zhang family had made, so she didn't say much.
At this moment, Song Ersao seemed to have gained confidence. She stood up while holding the child and pushed Song Wen into Song's mother's arms.
"Mom, watch the kids for me for a bit, I'm going to settle accounts with someone." Sister-in-law Song clenched her fists angrily.
"We've already vented our anger for the child, so you shouldn't go anymore," the aunt next to her advised.
"That's about her hitting the child; I haven't even settled accounts with how her whole family schemed against me!"
Song Ersao hurried home, and when she came out again, she was carrying an axe.
"Second son's wife, you can't do anything foolish!" Song's mother was almost scared to death when she saw the axe.
"Mom, don't worry. It's not worth sacrificing myself for that family. Trust me." Sister-in-law Song looked at her mother-in-law with firm eyes.
"Liu Zi, can I borrow your motorcycle for a bit?" The Song family only had one bicycle, which Song Fu had taken when he went out to work.
"I'll take my second sister-in-law over there! This matter needs to be settled!" Liu Zi finally interjected.
After entrusting Zhao Qi to Song's mother, Liu Zi, along with Song's second sister-in-law, hurriedly headed towards Sun's camp.
Before we even reached the Zhang family's gate, we saw a group of people gathered there.
When Sun Ersao came over with her axe, the old woman next to her praised her for being kind and righteous.
But as soon as Song Ersao entered the house, she chopped the axe at her parents' house gate.
With a "crack!" the bearing of the door broke.
As the carpenter's wife, she naturally knew a bit about carpentry and knew that this was the weakest point of the door.
The people confronting each other in the courtyard were all taken aback by this scene.
But Sister-in-law Song didn't stop; after chopping one side, she chopped the other.
She didn't spare the two large doors that had fallen to the ground; she swung an axe at the door knocker.
Song Ersao was very strong because she worked hard all year round. With one swing of her axe, she cleaved the door in two.
The Zhang family was stunned by what they saw. It wasn't until she was about to chop down another door that Zhang's father shouted out.
"You brat, what are you doing? Don't you even respect me as your father?"
Song Ersao remained silent until she shattered the two doors into pieces, then she gasped for breath and raised her head.
"You whole family conspired against me, and even came to my house to beat my son. Do you really think I'm made of clay?"
"I'm telling you, I paid for this door. I'd rather burn it than let you use it."
After saying that, Sister-in-law Song picked up her axe and began to act again.
A large vat for pickling vegetables, a small stool on the ground, and a woodshed in the yard.
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