The shiny kitchen knife frightened Wang Changxing so much that he broke out in a cold sweat and didn't even dare to breathe.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, the woman roared, "Did you hear that?"
"I heard it, I heard it. Don't worry, aunties, I will do it."
The woman then took the kitchen knife away from Wang Changxing's neck, stood up, and turned her gaze towards the door of Zhang Xiaoqin's locked room.
From the woman's words and actions, it can be seen that she should be the director of this play, and these women were probably instigated by her.
She walked to the door of Zhang Xiaoqin's room and kicked it twice.
"Slut, I'm sure you've heard everything we said. If you know what's best for you, just pack up and leave, lest you get yourself into trouble. Otherwise, we'll take you out of the police station and let the police teach you a lesson. You're a bit naive, you're a bit naive to act so arrogantly in front of me, you born without a mother. "
Zhang Xiaoqin was so angry that her teeth itched and her fingers scratched the door, making it creak. She pounded her chest and stamped her feet, wishing she could rush out and tear the woman's mouth apart.
But she wasn't stupid, she wouldn't do something that wouldn't benefit her. She could still barely endure the verbal grievances.
After the woman finished speaking, she led the group of women out of Wang Changxing's yard.
When Zhang Xiaoqin heard no more noise outside, she secretly opened the door a crack to check. After making sure that only Wang Changxing was outside, she straightened her back and walked out.
Wang Changxing sat on the ground, his face full of embarrassment, as if he had not yet recovered from his shock.
"Look at you, you're such a wimp! You can't even handle a few women who haven't seen the world. You're such a wimp."
Zhang Xiaoqin kicked Wang Changxing lightly with her foot, her face full of disdain.
Wang Changxing hurriedly got up from the ground without saying a word. He walked straight to Zhang Xiaoqin's room, found a worn-out denim bag, and gathered all of Zhang Xiaoqin's clothes and other belongings into it.
Zhang Xiaoqin had just been arguing with that group of women and was very thirsty. She poured herself a glass of water, turned on the TV, and sat on the wooden chair in the main room. She crossed her legs and leisurely drank water while watching TV.
She was watching with great interest when Wang Changxing threw the bag at her.
"Hey, Wang Quezi, what are you doing? Do you want to drive me away?" Zhang Xiaoqin glanced at the bag in her hand and glared at Wang Changxing.
"I think you must have heard what they just said. I really can't accommodate a big Buddha like you here. Please find another place! I beg you, Auntie, you won't really force the villagers to dig up my family's ancestral graves, right?"
Wang Changxing clasped his hands together and bowed, with a pleading expression on his face, almost kneeling down to Zhang Xiaoqin.
Zhang Xiaoqin is a shameless person. She is not the kind enough to think about others. Wang Changxing's trick has no effect on her at all.
"Why are you so timid? They have nothing better to do than to mess around. Do you really think they'd dig up your ancestral graves?"
This time, Wang Changxing was determined and he would not give up until he got rid of Zhang Xiaoqin.
He snatched the denim bag from Zhang Xiaoqin's hand, carried it out of the yard, walked out of the gate, and threw the denim bag hard onto the muddy road outside the gate.
Seeing this, how could Zhang Xiaoqin remain indifferent?
Those clothes were bought with the money she had worked so hard to earn, and she treated them like her precious treasures. How could she possibly watch Wang Changxing ruin them like this? She was so angry that she threw away the porcelain cup in her hand and rushed to the gate.
"What are you doing? Are you courting death? How dare you throw my clothes on the street? You really don't know how expensive those clothes are. If they get dirty or torn, can you afford to pay for it?"
Zhang Xiaoqin didn't pick up her bag at the first moment, but instead swung her fists and hit Wang Changxing's body, beating and cursing him.
Wang Changxing dodged with his head in his hands and took the opportunity to push Zhang Xiaoqin out the door.
Perhaps the uncle had used a little too much force, and Zhang Xiaoqin was knocked to the ground, where she sat flat on her butt. It had just rained that morning, and the ground was still wet. Zhang Xiaoqin's beautiful skirt was covered in mud and water when she sat down.
She sat on the ground, beating her chest and stamping her feet, using her hands and feet, crying and cursing Wang Changxing.
Wang Changxing didn't fall for her trick again and closed and locked the gate.
"Hurry up and leave! Go back to your mother's home. That's your territory. No one can stop you from doing what you want. I've done my best for you. If you refuse to leave, I'll have no choice but to go find your mother and father to settle the matter. I heard you have two children. You don't want this to get out of hand and make them lose face in the surrounding villages, do you?"
Wang Changxing finally started to fight back. He no longer let Zhang Xiaoqin control him and began to threaten Zhang Xiaoqin.
Zhang Xiaoqin seemed to be touched by Wang Changxing's "speech." Her crying became quieter and quieter, and she finally stopped crying. She sat quietly on the ground, a look of deep thought on her face.
"Zhang Xiaoqin, please, please go back. It will be better for everyone. Why stay here and hurt each other? Even if you stay, these people in the village will not let it go. They come here every day to make trouble. Do you think you can still live peacefully and make money?"
Wang Changxing spoke with such sincerity that he almost wiped his tears and knelt down.
Zhang Xiaoqin hadn't expected such a good-for-nothing like Wang Changxing to come up with such a point. She was stunned, looking at him with tears in her eyes.
She really acted out her whole act, tears came and went, and tears really squeezed out of her eyes.
After a moment, she got up from the ground, brushed off the mud on her body, and picked up the bag that Wang Changxing had thrown out.
"Bah! What's so great about it? I'll just leave. I don't want to stay in this shabby place of yours anymore! Even if you come to invite me in a sedan chair carried by eight people, I may not come."
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