She imitated the tone Jiang He used when talking about Shen Yunqing before, speaking in a sarcastic tone.
"Jiang He is just good-looking, but he doesn't even have a decent job."
"If a man like this doesn't marry Widow Wu, he will become an old man at home, and then no one will want him!"
"I think we should just be kind and take Widow Wu home and make them a couple, so that this scum won't harm other girls again!"
Aunt Liu was the first to take the lead in agreeing.
"That's right. Let's just treat it as a way for society to eliminate this scum. We'll go to Baiyun Village to pick him up tomorrow."
Mrs. Wei also agreed: "Yes, when the time comes, we will also bring the sow!"
Jiang He, who had just stopped being beaten and was lying on the ground like a dying dog, heard this and his swollen eyes widened.
He could still vividly remember the scene of Widow Wu, smelling of pig manure, throwing herself at him and kissing him with her sausage-like mouth.
And that black pig...
"vomit……"
Just thinking about it made him feel sick to his stomach.
Sun Dongmei couldn't tolerate it even more.
How could she possibly accept a rural woman who was only a few years younger than her, had a boyfriend, and raised pigs as her daughter-in-law?
She was held up by her two mothers and struggled wildly.
“Nonsense! You’re talking nonsense! Even if you want Shen Yunqing to marry my son, you can’t make up such a lie to frame him!”
"I...I'm going to call the police. I'm going to sue you for slander and defamation!"
Ji Qingzhou suppressed his laughter and shook his head.
"I didn't spread rumors. Everyone in Baiyun Village knows about this."
"You don't believe it?"
She looked at the two fathers.
"Dad, Father Ji, catch him first and don't let him run away. I'm going to call Widow Wu and make an appointment with her."
The two fathers cooperated very well: "Okay!"
After saying that, he was about to bend down to grab Jiang He.
“No… No!”
Jiang He didn't know where he got the energy from, but he immediately jumped up and ran for his life upon hearing that.
If you can't afford to offend him, can't you just avoid him?
He doesn't want to have anything to do with that widow Wu anymore!
Jiang He's lame leg was limping, but he was moving quite fast, which was inexplicably funny.
Jiang He ran away, but Sun Dongmei was still being held, standing there like a petrified person.
If he ran away like this, wouldn't that mean he was admitting that everything he said was true?
She just refused to admit it, what's the difference between this and slapping her in the face?!
Sun Dongmei felt a burning pain on her face and was so angry that she had trouble breathing.
Seeing her like this, Mrs. Liu and the others sneered even louder.
"Such a scumbag, yet he still wants to climb up the social ladder and marry Yun Qing? He wouldn't even dare to do that in his daydreams!"
"It's just wishful thinking and shameless!"
Several aunties cursed one after another, and they still felt unsatisfied after cursing for a long time.
"No, this is such a terrible thing, we have to let the neighbors on this street and in the next alley know about it."
"It's because we've been warned to be on guard against this mother and daughter. We can't let Jiang He harm an unsuspecting girl again!"
"That's right, let's go promote it now!"
The three also wanted to join, but were gently dissuaded by the enthusiastic aunts.
"Qingzhou, Yunqing, and Qingwan, we all see it and know that it's not easy for you three girls."
"Especially Qingzhou and Qingwan. You've been preparing for the exam recently. You have a bright future ahead of you. You're completely different from social scum like Jiang He."
Aunt Liu patted her chest.
"Don't worry, we're here to publicize this matter to you. Just wait and see!"
After some discussion, several aunts went home to prepare.
After a while, a makeshift propaganda team appeared.
Aunt Liu was holding an electric loudspeaker, Aunt Wei was holding a basin in her left hand and a soup spoon in her right, and Uncle Zhou and Aunt Zhou, who were both musical instruments, were playing a suona and a waist drum respectively...
It has everything you need for playing any musical instrument or singing.
Aunt Liu gave an order.
"Set off!"
Suddenly, the whole team started to promote along the streets with banging and hammering.
Mrs. Wei first knocked the iron basin hard with a soup spoon.
With a "clang" sound, the voice echoed.
Then Aunt Liu spoke with the loudspeaker in hand.
"Everyone, listen and watch! Come and see how shameless and immoral the Jiang family's son is!"
After saying that, Uncle Zhou and Aunt Zhou played the suona and waist drum vigorously.
Soon, residents all over the street ran out of their homes out of curiosity to watch the excitement.
When most people had shouted, the propaganda team split up and dispersed to tell them Jiang He's "glorious deeds" in a vivid way.
Sun Dongmei was unable to stop it and could only watch helplessly as her son's scandal was spread all over the streets.
She was so angry that she rolled her eyes and almost fainted. She took her last breath and ran back home, covering her face.
Soon, almost all the residents on the street knew about his family's affairs.
Many neighbors who had lent him rice, flour, grain and oil had originally not intended to make a fuss, but now they were so angry that they banged on his door.
"Jiang He, Sun Dongmei, come out!"
"Don't hide in there and keep silent. I know you're home!"
Jiang He and Sun Dongmei didn't dare to show their heads. The mother and daughter blocked the door with a table and huddled in a corner of the room, not daring to move.
The neighbors who couldn't knock on the door became even more angry and joined the propaganda team in indignation.
In addition to Jiang He’s “glorious deeds”, they also widely publicized the fact that they borrowed things and did not return them, and hid at home pretending to be dead.
For a time, Jiang He and his mother hated dogs and became the objects of scorn by the neighbors on the entire street.
I don’t know how long I waited, but the banging on the door finally stopped for a while.
Jiang He carefully lifted a corner of the curtain, looked outside, and confirmed that there was no one at the door. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed on the sofa in annoyance.
"What's going on? I clearly wanted to make peace, how did it turn out like this?"
"I really can't figure out why I'm not worthy of Shen Yunqing."
The more he thought about it, the more outrageous it seemed. However, he searched himself for the reason but couldn't find it, so he turned his attention to his mother.
"It must be all your fault. You told me you had some eloquence that you could convince them, but I think you were just bragging!"
Sun Dongmei turned her head in disbelief.
"What did you say?"
Jiang He was too lazy to repeat himself and snorted.
"That's right, it's all your fault. If our family hadn't been unable to find me a decent job and marry a woman like Shen Yunqing, would I have had to go to their house and suffer?"
"You are such incompetent parents, yet you gave birth to me and let me suffer. It's really..."
Sun Dongmei was furious. Without waiting for her son to finish his words, she slapped him several times in frustration.
"You ungrateful bastard! I raised you up like this, and not only do you not know how to be grateful, you're actually blaming me!"
"You've just completely disgraced me!"
"Pa pa pa" like firecrackers, a series of crisp sounds, the blood on Jiang He's face, which had already solidified, started bleeding again.
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