Apart from complaining, Wu Ju didn't spend any time thinking about how to deal with the embarrassing situation.
Zhang Jizong is also a bit of a Cheng Yaojin, always getting into trouble when things don't go well. The key is that Tang Boyi always has to clean up his mess. I don't know what Shumei likes about him, but she doesn't want to be with Tang Boyi, a good man, and falls in love with him.
"Everyone, please help clean up!"
As Tang Boyi spoke, he took the lead in helping to prop up the fallen table. The others also came over to help and began to clean up the scene left by the "firefight".
Shumei was incredibly patient. Even with the fight going on outside, she still hid in her room and refused to come out. When Zhang Jizong found her, she threw herself into his arms, tears streaming down her face. After all this, it would be incredibly difficult for Shumei to hold her head up high in the future.
"Okay, stop crying. It's no big deal. Even if the sky falls, I'm still here. Things have already come to this. There's no point in crying. You might as well face it bravely. We've finally been together, so we have to live our lives well no matter what happens."
Zhang Jizong stroked Shumei's head in his arms, comforting her seriously. He spoke with a firm tone, but in fact, he was also very scared. Not to mention how to face Youyou, just Ma Yaoxiang was enough to give him a headache. If Ma Yaoxiang went to the police station and complained first, he would never be able to clear his name even if he jumped into the Yellow River. After all, he had been a little too harsh. Wouldn't detention or compensation be a big deal?
"What about my parents? I've already caused such a big disaster just after I walked in. They will definitely not like me."
Shumei's eyes were as red as a rabbit's, and her eyelids were a little swollen. She asked Zhang Jizong while sobbing.
"It's okay, I'll explain it to them. Besides, this isn't your fault. It's your father who's holding onto the 2,000 yuan and won't give it back."
It is said that there is strength in numbers. The yard was cleaned up in a short while. Although the ground was still a little dirty, it was hard to tell that there had just been a fierce fight here.
Wu Ju and Zhang Binglin also lowered their heads, huddled in the crowd, their faces etched with indescribable embarrassment. They wished there was a hole in the ground so they could crawl into it. Furthermore, their only daughter, Ji Zong's biological sister, was muttering and complaining about Shu Mei, which only made them even more angry.
Wu Ju wiped the sweat from her forehead, pounded her old waist that could hardly stand up straight, and was about to hold on to the wooden stake and sit on the stone pier to rest for a while, but before her butt touched the stone, she was awakened by Tang Boyi's words.
"Aunt Wu, do you have any medicinal wine at home? Find some and use it on them! Don't delay us from planting."
Tang Boyi looked at the villagers sitting in the yard who had just worked together to resist the foreign enemies, and saw the bruises on their faces and hands. He walked up to Wu Ju and asked her for medicinal wine.
"Yes, yes, yes. I'll get it out right away."
Wu Ju responded quickly and limped into the house. While she fetched the medicinal wine, Tang Boyi patiently rubbed it on each of them. Wu Ju and Zhang Binglin also came to help.
Those old, weak, women and children who only watched the show and did not participate in the "gunfight" were afraid that they could not eat any more at the banquet, so they all came to say goodbye to Wu Ju.
"Wu Ju! You guys are busy too. If there's nothing else, we'll go back first."
"Liu Erniang, I'm so sorry! It's all my fault, my disappointing daughter-in-law. I'm sorry for making you laugh. I didn't eat or drink well. I'll come to your house to apologize some other day."
Wu Ju grabbed Liu Erniang's hand, spoke earnestly, and looked embarrassed.
"It's okay, then you go ahead and do your work! We'll be leaving first."
Liu Erniang led her entire family out of the Zhang family's courtyard. The rest of the people also came to say goodbye, and Wu Ju saw them out one by one.
In the end, only a few injured people were left in the yard, still receiving "treatment" from Tang Boyi and Zhang Binglin.
Wu Ju looked at everyone, thought for a moment, and reluctantly went inside to seal a few red envelopes, giving one to each of the injured in the yard. Luckily, the other thugs didn't really want to fight; they were just pretending, and everyone only suffered minor injuries. If they had really wanted to fight, who would have been able to withstand that meter-long water pipe?
"Aunt Wu, there's really no need. Ji Zong and I are good brothers. This is all our own will." Fu Jun was the first to refuse the red envelope from Wu Ju, and the others followed suit.
"Yes, yes, you can take it all. Don't think it's too little. Thank you all so much today. I'll invite you all to my house for a drink another day."
"Thank you very much. Should we go see Ji Zong and his sister-in-law?"
Everyone reluctantly accepted the red envelopes and tried to go inside to see Shumei and Jizong. Wu Ju quickly stopped them. She still wanted to hurry up and deal with Shumei, and didn't want them to waste any more time. "Everyone, go back first! Let them be alone."
"Okay, we'll go back first. If you need any help, just let me know."
"Okay, okay, everyone, take care!"
Everyone put their clothes in order, and Tang Boyi and Wu Ju escorted them out of the courtyard. The Zhang family had returned to its former tranquility, a quiet that was frightening. Tang Boyi rushed to the bridal chamber impatiently, followed by Wu Ju and Zhang Binglin.
With Tang Boyi around, Wu Ju suppressed her rage as best she could. She stood at the door of the bridal chamber, pretending nothing had happened. Zhang Binglin, however, was quite careless. He glanced inside and then left, sitting on a chair in the main room and wrapping up some tobacco.
Seeing everyone coming in, Shumei tactfully came out of Zhang Jizong's arms and sat there with her head down.
"Is that bastard still here?" Zhang Jizong's words were filled with anger.
"I've already sent them away. Everyone has dispersed. Ji Zong, please comfort Shu Mei. She was also implicated innocently." Tang Boyi looked at Shu Mei, who remained silent, and felt extremely distressed. Seeing her tear-stained face, he wanted to go up and wipe her tears.
"You can rest assured about this. If I don't love my wife, who will?" Zhang Jizong grabbed Shumei's hand, as if declaring his sovereignty.
Seeing this, Tang Boyi felt a little overwhelmed. What was he still doing here? Wasn't he tired of being a light bulb? He avoided her gaze awkwardly, "Then I'll go back too. Aunt Wu, don't blame them. This really isn't their fault."
Wu Ju forced a smile, and Tang Boyi walked past her and out of the room.
"Bo Yi, thank you!"
Zhang Jizong finally felt guilty and sent a thank you note to Tang Boyi who had already left. Tang Boyi turned around and smiled, then said nothing and walked out of the Zhang family yard alone.
After leaving the hospital, he punched the big elm tree on the roadside, and his fist was rubbed by the rough elm bark and bled. Seeing Shumei being wronged, he felt uncomfortable and hated himself for not even having the qualifications to protect the woman he loved.
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