Wang Dujuan sat on a stool, wiping her tears and shouting, "Chunxue is the apple of my eye, the apple of my eye. You are forcing me to die."
Another voice was filled with displeasure: "That's too harsh. Why are you being forced to die? If it weren't for Dachuan's kindness, your man would have died eight hundred years ago. You saved your life and came back for nothing. You think everything you said is bullshit, right?"
Wang Dujuan refused to admit it and just kept on complaining, "What kindness? I don't think anyone is more vicious than him. He knew he had a bad luck child and couldn't find a daughter from a good family, so he wanted to drag our family down with him and bring disaster to our daughter. Fortunately, God opened his eyes and let the one who was punished die early. This is what he deserved, karma."
Zhao Luochuan's face turned ashen, and he slammed his fist on the table with a bang: "Just try saying one more word."
He was so tall that Wang Dujuan was so scared that she didn't dare to say a word.
Zhu Cuilan was Zhao Luochuan's aunt. Zhao Hai had helped their family a lot, and she truly loved Zhao Luochuan as if he were her own child. As Wang Dujuan started talking more and more, she pointed at Wang Dujuan with her hands on her hips and cursed, "What are you talking about? Your family eats other people's food for free, and you're not afraid of your intestines rotting after eating it. Now that their father is gone, you want to regret it. You've gotten so many benefits for free, and you're acting like a rogue. You've taken all the benefits."
Wang Dujuan was more afraid of Zhao Luochuan than Zhu Cuilan, and her voice was even louder than hers: "He did it voluntarily. Who knows what he was up to? He ran around so often, and people who didn't know would think he was remarrying. I think it's a good thing he died early, otherwise he might have done something shameless."
Zhao Luochuan was furious and grabbed Wang Dujuan's collar and was about to attack her.
Wang Dujuan was merciless with words, but if it really came to a fist-to-fist fight, even all the people in the Yang family combined would not be enough. Seeing that Zhao Luochuan's fist was about to fall on her face, she was so scared that she shouted desperately: "Help! Help! Someone, someone is killing people!"
If Zhao Luochuan had really punched Wang Dujuan, she would have been dead. Zhao's relatives quickly stopped him, fearing that someone would be killed.
Zhu Cuilan trembled slightly, gritting her teeth and saying, "Wang Dujuan, you rotten mouth, I will make sure you can't spit out ivory from your dog's mouth. You even fabricated your own daughter's innocence. I will tear your mouth apart today."
"Come on, who's afraid of who? No matter how you make up stories, she is my own daughter. Why are you angry? I think you did something shameful with that Zhao guy, and you're feeling guilty." The more Wang Dujuan spoke, the more unbearable it became.
Zhu Cuilan was so angry that her lips were shaking. She grabbed Wang Dujuan's hair and pulled it hard, shouting, "You're talking nonsense!"
Wang Dujuan struggled hard to break free from Zhu Cuilan's hand, and a large clump of her hair was pulled out. She could not bear it any longer and wanted to fight back.
The other members of the Zhao family also lost their patience and stood in front of Zhu Cuilan.
"What are you going to do!"
"If you dare to talk nonsense again, I'll tear your mouth apart."
Wang Dujuan cried even louder, as if she was in the right. "Okay, you are in greater numbers and you are bullying us, are there any more justice in this world?"
Zhao Luochuan didn't want to say anything more, and didn't want to have anything to do with the Yang family anymore: "I don't want this marriage, return the betrothal gifts."
In order not to treat the girl unfairly, Zhao Hai paid a full twenty taels of betrothal gift. The wild rabbits and pheasants caught from the mountains were nothing, what was important was a complete white fox skin, which was worth a lot of money.
Now three years have passed and Wang Dujuan has spent all the money. Now asking her to return all these things would be like asking for her life. How could she agree to that?
At this time, the nearby village chief Yang Wencai rushed over in a hurry.
When he heard that the Zhao family went to Yang Dali's house to ask for someone, he hurried over. If something serious happened, his position as village chief would be over.
When Wang Dujuan saw Yang Wencai, she felt like she had found a lifeline. She grabbed the village head's hand tightly and began to cry, "Village head, you're here! They're outnumbered and bullying us. They're determined to kill us. You have to stand up for us."
"Who forced you? It was obviously you who changed your mind first. You took the betrothal gifts and still want to cancel the engagement. I've never seen anyone as shameless as you." The Zhao family was so mad at Wang Dujuan that she dared to confuse right and wrong in front of them.
Yang Wencai listened to both sides arguing with each other, and he knew in his heart that no matter how hard he tried, Wang Dujuan was in the wrong. However, the Zhao family was an outsider family after all, so it was not easy for him to speak for the Zhao family openly.
He had no choice but to say a few nice words to the Zhao family to calm their emotions.
Zhao Luochuan also understood the difficulties Yang Wencai faced as the village chief, so he stopped talking and said, "The twenty taels of betrothal gift must be returned no matter what. My father had worked so hard to get that fox fur. I don't need the other things, but these two. Return them and we'll leave immediately."
Wang Dujuan knew that these two items accounted for the bulk of the betrothal gifts. She sat down on the ground and rolled over, throwing a tantrum, "This is truly unjust! You've delayed our Dong Hu until now, and now you just say you don't want him anymore. How can he live? You're trying to force him to death."
Zhu Cuilan could no longer tolerate it and kicked her, saying angrily, "Bah! Who delayed it? It was you who delayed it. You didn't want Yang Chunxue to marry you, so you're probably keeping her to sell her for a higher price."
Wang Dujuan's thoughts were exposed and she became angry and embarrassed.
He spat at Zhu Cuilan's feet and continued to act like a scoundrel, "It's you. The whole village knows that Donghu was promised to the Zhao family. You can't just say no now. She's in the house. If you want to marry her, take her away. If not, drag her out and beat her to death to pay off the debt. You want the betrothal gifts back? Dream on."
Even Yang Wencai was shocked. How could someone casually say something as ridiculous as "beat him to death"? He scolded, "That's just nonsense."
Zhu Cuilan hadn't expected Wang Dujuan to be so shameless. She immediately shouted, "We can't afford to marry someone from your Yang family. Anyone who marries someone from your family will be like a leech on their body, sucking their blood for the rest of their lives."
The Zhao family also echoed: "That's right, we don't want the person, but we want the money back without missing a cent, and this matter will be over. If you don't give it to me, I will make sure you don't live in peace."
Wang Dujuan wanted to continue playing rogue, but was interrupted.
Yang Donghu only heard a slightly old voice, and the noisy sounds in the yard suddenly quieted down.
Old Madam Yang staggered out of the house, her already hunched body now even more bent. "I'm so sorry, everyone! I've caused you all so much trouble. I, an old woman, would like to apologize to you all."
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