Chapter 85: Guaguaguaguagua This is too cruel, ugh, scary...
As they were talking, Xiang Gensheng and his son Xiang Jun came back carrying hoes to open up wasteland.
Seeing a group of people standing in their yard, the two men didn't understand what was going on. They looked at each other and walked through the crowd in confusion, only to see a very explosive scene.
In the main room, there was a pile of things tied with red paper placed at the foot of the wall, and a brand new sewing machine with a shiny tile. Xiang Yao was standing on one side with a hatchet across his body, and his family was standing on the other side, huddled together and cowering.
It's like a standoff between two armies, or like the strong bullying the weak...
Yes, it seems that Xiang Yao is the “strong” one, and the others are the “weak” ones, it’s very clear.
"What's going on..." Xiang Gensheng muttered.
Although he was not present at the meeting with the Zhou family, he heard about it from his wife and knew that the family was well off, but he didn't know anything else about them.
"Gensheng, hurry up and try to calm her down! There's a huge commotion going on in your house!" Someone, as if seeing a savior, summarized it briefly, "Everyone who came to propose marriage has been scared away, and your niece is holding a knife and threatening to split the family property!"
Split up the family?
Xiang Gensheng looked at Xiang Yao, and a look of deep confusion crossed his usually honest face. What family division? Why was their Xiang family splitting up? His mother, the head of the family, was still alive.
Xiang Jun glared at her and said in dissatisfaction, "She's just a little girl, and she dares to ask for a separation? How can a girl ask for a separation? This is outrageous!"
Xiang Gensheng ignored his annoyed son, walked over and stood at the doorway, saying dryly: "Everyone, please stop arguing. It's not good. Sit down and talk it out..."
Seeing her eldest son return, Zhang Juhua straightened up a little and shouted, "Gensheng, quickly snatch the hatchet from that stinky girl. If you don't come back, our whole family will be chopped to pieces by this possessed creature!"
Xiang Gensheng felt his mouth dry and he couldn't help but lick his chapped lips. He said with difficulty, "Mom, if you hadn't forced Yao to marry that Zhou family, she wouldn't be like this. Let's discuss it again."
Zhang Juhua's eyes widened, her cheekbones bulging. "I was hoping you'd come back to support us, but now you're back, you're lecturing me, right? You're hoping I'll be hacked to death by this girl, right? Huh?"
Xiang Gensheng: "That's not what I meant. I meant... why not just forget it? Tingyao is a stubborn girl. If she doesn't want to, we can't really force her."
The hatchet was already raised and the room was a mess. What else could he say? He just wanted everyone to calm down.
At first he didn't understand why his niece Xiang Yao had to make such a fuss, but when he stood at the threshold, he began to hear what the onlookers said.
Beating people, lame legs...
If the second son were here, he would never choose such a son-in-law for his daughter... Alas...
"What's wrong? Are you feeling bad as an uncle? Your wife and I really took your kindness for granted?" Zhang Juhua drummed her fingers on the table. "You went through so much trouble to find a good family. If it happened in other families, they would be beaming with joy. Why is it a bad thing when it comes to ours?"
Xiang Gensheng opened his mouth: "No..."
Xiang Yao moved the hatchet and sneered: "Yes, yes, a good family, a high-ranking family that beats people, is violent, and has a lame leg. I really don't know if you want to marry girls or trade women."
She does not discriminate against people with disabilities, but that does not mean she will obediently marry such a person.
How could she possibly agree to Zhou Fumin, a man with a dark mind due to his lame leg, who often used violence to satisfy his twisted psychology!
Freedom of marriage, freedom of marriage!
No one in the Xiang family can control her life!
She looked at Xiang Gensheng, the rare elder in the Xiang family who had a bit of goodwill towards her: "Uncle, since all the elders in the family are here, I will make it clear. I absolutely do not agree to marry into the Zhou family, and no one can force me."
"I've said this several times, but you won't listen, so I have no choice but to cut it off. Anyway, if anyone insists on forcing me, I really dare to chop them off. If you don't believe me, just try it. If anyone loses an arm or a leg, don't blame me for not telling you earlier."
Her tone was icy, and her eyes were as cold as a winter glacier, giving goosebumps to everyone present.
Someone on the periphery murmured quietly, "I wonder if this girl from the Xiang family is really possessed by some wild ghost... She's too ferocious, ugh, so scary..."
As he spoke, Xiang Gensheng nodded. The middle-aged man who usually never made decisions on important matters finally showed some courage.
He said, "Yaoyao, we know what you're thinking. Uncle also knows that you've been wronged about this marriage. Uncle promises you that he will support your idea."
"But the matter of dividing the family is too serious. Who would divide the family property of a girl? If you divide the family property, how will you live? Why don't you put down the hatchet and sit down to talk it out, okay?"
Xiang Yao couldn't help but smile, her eyes and eyebrows curved, as if the person who was chopping around with an axe not long ago was not her.
"Uncle, you are the first person in the Xiang family who speaks like a human being that I have met today. Seriously."
As she spoke, she loosened her grip on the hatchet.
If she could resolve the marriage issue, she didn't have to insist on separating the family now. After all, in Xiangjiawan, if she really separated, she would basically be unable to move forward.
This is not the future, where you can buy a train ticket, pack your suitcase, and go to a faraway place to rent a house, find a job, and support yourself.
She could neither rent a house nor find a suitable opportunity to spend a few hundred dollars to build a house, let alone stay in another place for a long time without a letter of introduction.
She originally thought that she would just live out this identity for her original body, and after more than a year, she would be able to fly freely in the vast sea. But now, she really doesn't want to stay in this house for even a single day.
If only there was a way to escape from the Xiang family...
"Okay, I'll listen to uncle," Xiang Yao's drooping eyes suddenly raised, and a smooth arc extended from the end of his eyebrows.
She has her own judgment on what is more important.
Xiang Gensheng smiled innocently: "Okay, put down the hatchet quickly and don't hurt anyone."
There were a bunch of people outside watching the fun, and Xiang Yao was not afraid that the Xiang family would do anything again, so he simply put the hatchet upright at the corner of the wall.
Zhang Juhua stared at her movements, and when she saw the hatchet was released, she opened her mouth and prepared to make a comeback with her momentum.
Xiang Yao gave her a cold look, which frightened her. She moved her lips twice, and finally hummed a sound, and didn't say anything else.
Although they were supposed to sit down and talk, Xiang Yao had no interest in talking to the Xiang family. After looking at everyone's faces, he left without looking back.
"Bang!"
The door slammed so hard that the door frame trembled and raised a cloud of sawdust.
The crowd of onlookers did not disperse completely. An aunt and an old lady who thought she had a good relationship with the Xiang family walked into the main hall and glanced at the betrothal gifts brought by the Zhou family.
"Tsk tsk, this family is really generous. Look at this sewing machine, it's so shiny and sleek, it looks very expensive."
"It's not just expensive, you need an industrial ticket to buy this thing. Even if we peasants save up for a year to buy it, we still can't get a ticket!"
In addition to admiring the value of the betrothal gift, they also looked at the expressions of Zhang Juhua and Zhou Aihua.
"Hey, let me tell you, if it's not meant to be, then it really isn't meant to be. Sister Juhua, don't be so stern. If your girl doesn't want to, there's nothing we can do."
Zhang Juhua looked at the broken enamel cup with tea dripping from it on the table and didn't say anything for a long time.
This was such an utterly shameful thing that she didn't want to say a word. How could a granddaughter threaten to chop down her grandmother with a hatchet? It was simply the opposite of Heaven's will!
The onlookers looked at each other and realized that Zhang Juhua had no intention of complaining at the moment. If they stayed here, they would inevitably be unable to read her expressions.
Then another person verbally advised her to relax, and then they went out together.
Before anyone left the yard, the gossip was carried faintly by the wind into the main room.
"This family is hilarious! In all my life, this is the first time I've seen a teenage girl stabbing her own family with a knife! How bizarre!"
"That's right. It's because Zhang Juhua is a bad person. Xiang Yao is such a beautiful girl, but she is forced to marry a cripple. Who can live with this?"
"Oh, did you see that? Everything the Zhou family brought over is really good. I heard they were introduced by the second son of the Gensheng family's wife's family. They must be from a wealthy family. Zhang Juhua is going to make a killing!"
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As they were talking, several people left the yard and went down the slope, and their backs gradually disappeared.
The main room was dead silent. No one spoke, and no one dared to speak.
After a moment, Zhang Juhua slammed the table hard and said through gritted teeth, "This bitch, does she really think I can't do anything to her?"
She glanced at the sewing machine in the corner and the various betrothal gifts tied with red paper. Her eyes shifted around, and she said to her eldest son, who was sighing silently and looking worried, "Gensheng, I heard that A-Ming is no longer doing his apprenticeship job?"
Xiang Gensheng was surprised that his mother didn't mention Xiang Yao's affairs, but instead talked about his son. He nodded and said, "A Ming means that he has offended the master and doesn't want to continue working."
Zhang Juhua: "With such a bright future, how can I just quit? I'll give you some money later. Go over there tomorrow and call A-Ming from the commune first. Let's buy some gifts together and speak well of him to the master."
Xiang Gensheng didn't think anything else and nodded in agreement.
He and Zhou Aihua have been worried about this issue these days. They had agreed to find a way out for their son so that he would not just be able to farm in the future but could also make money. However, this kid, A Ming, really didn't do it and went up the mountains and rivers every day, which made them anxious.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Juhua was still thinking about this matter. Not only that, she was willing to spend some money to let them please the master...
Xiang Gensheng couldn't help feeling a little guilty.
He just offended his mother for his niece's sake, ah...
"Alright, let's all get back to work." Zhang Juhua's face darkened. She glanced at Zhou Aihua, who was still in a daze, and then became furious. "What are you still standing there for? You're like a wooden Buddha! You're so angry, and you're going to starve us to death?"
Zhou Aihua pursed her lips, tucked the loose hair around her ears back, stood up without saying a word, and went to cook.
Xiang Jun sat on the stool with his legs open, took a sip of cold water, and looked at his wife's frightened face with dissatisfaction:
"I don't know what's wrong with this girl. She actually dares to scare people with a hatchet. If our second uncle were here, she wouldn't dare to do this!"
Husband and wife are one body. Even if Ye Fang had not told him about her plan to collude in this matter from the beginning, as their partner, he could more or less see through it.
Who doesn't want to live in a private room? He wants it too.
He wanted to have more sons, but Xiaoyi was the only daughter, and he was anxious.
Zhang Juhua rolled her cloudy eyes and ordered, "Xiaojun, you and your wife, move all these betrothal gifts to my room."
Xiang Jun asked, "Aren't we going to retreat?"
Zhang Juhua sneered and avoided the question: "Just move it when I tell you to. It won't get damaged if you leave it here."
Ye Fang was much more flexible than Xiang Jun. She immediately calmed down, stood up and pushed her husband: "Let's go, grandma told us to move, let's go, no need to say anything more."
After being pushed by his wife, Xiang Jun said nothing and stood up to work.
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