Lin Li never expected that simply sitting at the gate eating melon seeds would cause her so much trouble.
"You, you, you! How can you be so unreasonable? Chen Yunyun isn't in my house!" Lin Li rolled her eyes, put away her chair, and tried to go back.
But Chen Fugui grabbed her, and Lin Li screamed in fright, "What are you doing? Don't touch me!"
The old man had dark skin and his eyes were bloodshot and menacing. "She's not at your house, so why are you running? Are you going to warn her?"
"Even if she wasn't at your house, you should have at least seen where she went, right?"
Chen Fugui seemed determined to pursue Lin Li relentlessly until she revealed Chen Yunyun's whereabouts.
Lin Li felt bitter inside. She guessed that Chen Yunyun was her nemesis. Every time she encountered something related to Chen Yunyun, she could not gain the upper hand!
"How would I know where she went? If you don't let go, I'll call for help!"
"Xu Zhi..."
Before Lin Li could even shout, Song Xiaofen, who had come running over, covered her mouth.
Song Xiaofen smiled ingratiatingly at Lin Li, "I'm sorry, little sister, my husband has a bad temper, please don't be angry."
"Honey, let him go, let's go home."
“Yes, Dad, let’s go back inside. Don’t make a scene outside so late at night.” Even Chen Laosan, who was sleeping soundly inside, got up.
Song Xiaofen stopped Chen Fugui because she was afraid that Lin Lizhen would call people over and things would get messy.
Chen Laosan advised Chen Fugui simply because he was worried that his father would offend the villagers and disrupt his plan to become the factory manager.
With both of them persuading him, Chen Fugui finally put Lin Li down, and he also put down the wooden stool he was holding.
Lin Li secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She couldn't help but glare at the bizarre family of three. "A bunch of bumpkins, speechless. Your family is a nest of vermin, not a single good one of you."
After finishing her tirade, Lin Li quickly closed the door and then locked it from the inside with three bolts.
Lin Li's scathing rebuke was heard clearly by the Chen family of three.
Chen Fugui's face turned green with anger, and he vented his rage on Song Xiaofen, "Damn it, what are you two good-for-nothings doing here?"
"I don't care anymore, you guys go find that bitch and bring her back to me!"
It's pitch black outside now. If we don't have a lantern, we won't be able to see our own hands in front of our faces. Where are we supposed to find someone?
Song Xiaofen was more shrewd. "Honey, she can run away, but she can't hide. We don't need to panic. We'll just stay in her room and keep watch. Surely she won't come back forever?"
Chen Laosan chimed in from the side, "That's right, Mother is right. Besides, Father, if you make such a fuss and blow things out of proportion, what if Chen Yunyun doesn't give me the factory manager position?"
The old man glared and bristled, "That bitch dares to do that! If she doesn't obey, I'll break her legs!"
"Alright, calm down, let's go back."
“I saw that she had a few big sweet potatoes in her kitchen, so we’ll cook them for her tonight.”
"Mom, there is no firewood."
Song Xiaofen turned her head towards the door and said, "Didn't your dad already kick the door down? Third brother, bring that door in, chop it up, and we'll cook it."
Chen Laosan was lazy and gluttonous, so he definitely wouldn't chop firewood if asked to. He patted his behind, left with a sentence, and said, "Whoever kicked the door down can chop it. I'm starving. I'm going to take a nap."
"And I don't even know how to chop wood."
Normally, Chen Fugui and Chen Laoda do the work in the fields, and he has even less say in the housework, as Dalan has already taken care of everything. So Chen Laosan isn't lying.
Chen Laosan ignored Chen Fugui and Song Xiaofen's reactions and slipped straight into the room.
He didn't even take off his shoes before getting into bed, muttering complaints under his breath, "Damn it, that brat Chen Zhaodi, there's only an empty bed board on the bed, not even a mattress, making it impossible for me to sleep comfortably."
Chen Yunyun had made thorough preparations before leaving; the bed was just a few pieces of wood, no different from sleeping on the floor.
There was no food or firewood in the kitchen.
Oh no, there was food in the kitchen, mostly moldy sweet potatoes.
If anyone unfortunately ate it, they're probably in for a rough time tonight.
Sure enough, after midnight, Chen Yunyun's courtyard became lively.
"Mother, where is the outhouse?"
"My stomach hurts so much, I need to poop."
Not only Chen Laosan, but also Chen Fugui and Song Xiaofen were clutching their stomachs, looking pale and sickly.
"The sweet potatoes we ate today were poisoned! That wretched woman Chen Yunyun poisoned us! Dad, you have to give her a good beating tomorrow, she's so wicked."
Chen Laosan squatted in the latrine while complaining.
After his legs went numb from squatting, he stood up and was about to leave the outhouse when his stomach started churning again. He turned back and resignedly squatted down.
"Third brother, are you done yet? Hurry up."
"You're taking so long to take a dump!"
Chen Fugui couldn't hold it in any longer, so he went into the outhouse and threw Chen Laosan out.
A sound that was hard to describe came from the toilet; in a word, it was a sudden, violent outburst.
Chen Laosan's stomach started churning again, his stomach hurt terribly, and he couldn't hold it in any longer...
"Dad, hurry up! I can't hold it in any longer!"
"If you can't hold it in, then hold it in with your life! Don't bother me." Chen Fugui was enjoying his poop and had no intention of giving up his spot.
Chen Laosan stood outside with his buttocks tucked in, his entire face flushed red.
"Pfft..." A long, drawn-out fart, mixed with the sound of water, revealed that Chen Laosan had actually soiled himself in his pocket...
Even Song Xiaofen, who had always doted on Chen Laosan, looked at him with disgust and deliberately ran away.
"Chen Zhaodi! I hate you!" Chen Laosan said this almost while crying.
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