Chapter 203: Death to Show One’s Will
Aunt Hua is well-known throughout the village for her ability to talk nonsense. Even someone like him who doesn't interact much with villagers and doesn't like to visit them has heard of it.
It would be fine for him, but if this implicates Zhichun and ruins Zhichun's reputation, how can he be worthy of her?
People helped them and their son with good intentions, but he ruined their reputation and made them unable to defend themselves?
What's the reason for this?
Yang Ming felt cold all over, trembling with anger, and his eyes turned red.
Yang Xiaoan was startled, "Dad"
"Xiao An."
At this point, Yang Ming no longer hid the truth from his son and told Yang Xiaoan everything about why Aunt Hua had stopped him from doing so.
Of course, he didn't say those explicit dirty words.
Yang Xiaoan's face flushed with anger: "Auntie Hua is so abominable! How could she think of Sister Zhichun like this! If she goes out and talks nonsense, what will happen to Sister Zhichun? Will our family be able to see Sister Zhichun again in the future?"
Sister Zhichun was such a good person. Everyone could see that she was devoted to raising Mingxuan and would never remarry. Besides, even if Yang Xiaoan loved his father very much, he couldn't say such nonsense that his father and Sister Zhichun were a good match.
"I'll go find her—"
"Come back here!"
Yang Ming hurriedly grabbed his son and said, "Don't mess around. If you really go, won't it just make things worse? It will make it even more difficult to explain."
Yang Xiaoan also became anxious, "But Aunt Hua's mouth——"
This is what the father and son fear the most.
Who knows what Aunt Hua will say to others? If she does, there's really no way to defend herself.
"Dad, what should we do?"
Yang Ming was at a loss, he didn't know what to do.
He shook his head weakly, dejected, "Let's think about it again."
The father and son ate dinner in a bad mood, feeling confused and upset.
Yang Ming had thought about quitting the job Xu Zhichun gave him tomorrow and staying away from Xu Zhichun's family, but he was afraid it was too late.
If he really did that, he would appear to be guilty.
Once Aunt Hua opens her mouth, she will never close it unless she says some nonsense.
Before going to bed that night, Yang Ming gently rubbed his son's head and said softly, "From now on, whether daddy is around or not, you have to be well, okay? You're a big boy now and can take care of yourself."
Yang Xiaoan was a little confused, but nodded obediently: "Don't worry, Dad, I will take good care of myself, and I will also take care of you. If you are not here, where else can you go?"
Yang Ming forced a smile, "That's what Dad said. Okay, let's go to bed first. We can talk about it tomorrow if there's anything else."
"Um."
Yang Ming hardly slept all night.
At daybreak, he quietly went out of the door, quietly sneaked into the fenced yard of Aunt Hua's house, quietly moved the ladder to build the wall, and hung a hemp rope under the eaves of the main house of Aunt Hua's house.
Hearing faint movements in the house, Yang Ming hardened his heart, closed his eyes, and hung himself on the hemp rope. He kicked the ladder away and hung himself on the front porch of Aunt Hua's house.
The wife of Yang Song, the eldest son of Aunt Hua, yawned and stretched lazily as she opened the door of the house lazily as usual. When she raised her eyes, she saw a pair of men's feet hanging in the air and trembling gently.
She froze, subconsciously looking up towards the feet and letting out a horrified scream.
"ah--"
"Someone's dead! Someone's dead! Help!"
Yang Song's wife's uncontrolled screams woke up her parents-in-law and husband who were still sleeping. Before Aunt Hua could scold them, they were frightened by the eldest daughter-in-law's chaotic screams. Everyone hurriedly got up and worked together to rescue Yang Ming.
"Oh my god! What's going on? What's going on?"
"Hurry up and see if there's still air in it, hurry up!"
"Hurry up and pinch the Ren Zhong! Hurry up and pinch the Ren Zhong!"
The neighbors were all alarmed, and soon many villagers gathered to watch and help.
"Isn't this Yang Ming? How could he be hanged at Auntie Hua's house?"
"Pah, pah, pah, what nonsense are you talking about? He's not dead! He's not dead!"
"What's going on? What happened?"
“I don’t know!”
"Why is it so sudden——"
"That's strange!"
"Hey, wake up! The person is awake!"
Both the Yang family and the villagers breathed a sigh of relief.
"Oh my God, it's okay at last!"
"It was a false alarm, a false alarm!"
Aunt Hua was furious, wishing she could tear Yang Ming apart alive, but she didn't dare to touch him at the moment. She glared at him with gritted teeth, "Yang Ming, what's wrong with you, you bastard? How did my family offend you that you would want to hurt others like this? Why did you come to our house if you wanted to die?"
"Dad! Dad!"
Someone ran to tell Yang Xiaoan, and Yang Xiaoan ran in crying all the way.
Liang Lizheng also came.
Xu Zhichun had just gotten up and was about to make ice jelly when he heard someone shouting, "Someone's dead!" Startled, he quickly pushed Chunfen away and said that he had something to go out for and would lock the yard door. He asked her not to leave if she got up and wait until he came back.
Xu Zhichun also hurried out.
The village has always been peaceful. Although there are occasional conflicts between neighbors or within families, no one has ever been killed. This is no small matter.
When Liang Lizheng arrived, Yang Xiaoan was crying with tears all over her face and accusing Aunt Hua.
".It's all your nonsense that killed my father."
"Don't talk nonsense, you little brat! Your father and I have nothing to do with each other and we have no grudges against each other. Why would I force him? Why would I force him to do anything?"
Aunt Hua almost jumped up.
The Yang family members also glared and scolded Yang Xiaoan angrily.
Their family was inherently unreasonable, and they wouldn't get involved in a matter involving human life. They bullied Yang Xiaoan because he was young, snorting and glaring, calling him names, and forcing him to apologize. The brothers Yang Song and Yang Feng rolled up their sleeves and pretended to hit him.
Yang Ming's throat felt burning and painful, as if it was about to break. He was trembling and unable to speak.
The villagers were disgusted by how aggressive the Yang family was, and couldn't help but talk at once to persuade them, making the scene a mess.
As soon as Liang Lizheng arrived, he stopped the Yang family.
"The person is in such a state, why are you still arguing? Why don't you hurry up and save him first? Yang Song's wife, quickly pour some warm water, Xiao An, you feed your father a few sips slowly. You two brothers go back and bring out a chair and help the person sit down and lean on it. We'll tell you what's going on later. Why are you glaring at me? Hurry up! We'll have to investigate later and we won't wrongly accuse anyone."
The Yang family went there reluctantly.
Yang Ming leaned back and sat down, slowly drinking several sips of warm water from his son's hand, then raised his hand and gently pushed the bowl away.
Aunt Hua couldn't hold it in any longer. "Village head, you have to take charge of our family. What kind of evil has this person done? How can he be so cruel? Why would he come to our doorstep and commit suicide?"
"that is!"
"snort!"
The Yang family was furious. What a bad luck! Fortunately, he didn't die.
(End of this chapter)
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