The villagers looked at Lin Piaoxue and her mother with suspicion, trying to glean something from their expressions.
Lin Qinghuan sighed and looked at the villagers, asking, "Are you uncles and aunts suspecting that my sister's injuries were inflicted by Lin Yu, and that my sister bit off Lin Yu's ear?"
"Isn't that right?" Big Mouth Ma asked.
Lin Qinghuan said calmly, "So what if it is, so what if it isn't? Does it matter that much?"
“We’re all from the same village, we see each other all the time, and there will always be times when we disagree and fight. Why are you all so curious? Haven’t you ever argued or fought with anyone?”
"I remember two years ago, Lin Ling and Li Gouzi had a fight after breaking up. In a fit of anger, Lin Ling even took a knife to slash Li Gouzi, almost injuring him. So it's not surprising that my sister and Lin Yu had a fight after breaking up."
"Why did Lin Piaoxue say that Lin Ming hit her?" Wang Cuihua asked in confusion.
Lin Qinghuan scoffed coldly, glanced at Lin Piaoxue disdainfully, and said in a cold voice, "Why? Of course, it's for face!"
"Face? You'd frame your own brother just to save face?" Lai Zi said in surprise.
Lin Qinghuan said disdainfully, "Only someone with his own brother would frame someone else, so that people would believe him!"
“I don’t believe Piaoxue would frame her own brother just to save face,” Li Changqing said.
Lin Qinghuan said slowly, "In your eyes, hitting your own child is just a trivial matter, but in Lin Piaoxue's eyes, it is a stain on her life. She believes that being hit by her elders, especially for disrespecting them, will damage her reputation. She is worried that if word gets out, people will gossip and she won't be able to find a good husband..."
Lin Qinghuan's words covered up the lies told by Lin's mother and Lin Piaoxue, and the Lin family breathed a sigh of relief.
The villagers all looked at Lin's father and his family, wanting to know if Lin Qinghuan was telling the truth. Seeing that the Lin family didn't say a word, they looked at Lin Piaoxue and saw her clutching her clothes, her head bowed guiltily. They instantly believed Lin Qinghuan's words, their faces filled with disbelief. To frame her own brother for a worthless amount of face was too much! Didn't her conscience hurt?
Facing the disdainful looks from everyone, Lin Piaoxue covered her face and ran into the house.
Li Changqing and Wang Cui exchanged a glance, their faces grave. They absolutely could not allow Lin Piaoxue to marry into the Li family, and they also had to prevent Lin Piaoxue from continuing to use Li Jian.
Mr. Lin walked up to everyone and said with an embarrassed smile, "I'm sorry to have made you all laugh. With such a thing happening at home today, I won't invite you in. I'll definitely treat you to the best tea and wine another day."
After exchanging a few pleasantries with Lin's father, the villagers left one after another.
Lin's father closed the courtyard gate, looked at Lin Ming, and his face immediately turned cold. He walked to Lin Ming's side and kicked him again, saying, "If you get impulsive and hit someone again, I'll send you to the police station to eat jail food, so you won't go out and cause trouble for others and implicate the family."
Lin Qinghuan walked up to Lin Ming with a sneer, grabbed him by the neck, and said, "You actually dared to hit me with a carrying pole, trying to kill me. If I don't teach you a lesson, I'm not Lin Qinghuan."
After Lin Qinghuan finished speaking, she raised her hand and slapped Lin Ming across the face. Lin's father and the others did not step forward to stop her, and watched as Lin Qinghuan slapped Lin Ming five or six times in a row before stopping.
Lin Qinghuan looked at Lin Ming, who was being beaten and scolded by her, and said, "This is a small punishment to serve as a warning. If you dare to have bad ideas again, I will definitely cut off your hands."
Lin Ming stared blankly, covering his slapped face without saying a word.
Lin's father looked at Lin Qing and instructed, "Help the third son into the house."
Lin Qing helped Lin Ming into the main room, with Lin's father following behind, his hands behind his back and his steps heavy.
Lin Feng said softly to his mother, "Mom, the matter has been resolved, you can rest assured now. Let me help you back to your room to rest."
Lin's mother looked at Lin Qinghuan, hesitating to speak.
Seeing that her mother seemed to have something to say, Lin Qinghuan said, "Don't say anything, and don't thank me. I'm only speaking up for you because you were hurt because of me. Don't come to me if you need anything in the future, and don't come to me if you don't need anything."
"Lin Qinghuan, Mom is injured, can't you speak properly?" Lin Feng said with dissatisfaction.
Lin Qinghuan retorted, "My personality is inherently unlikable. I'm not good at sweet talk. If you want to hear nice words, go find Lin Piaoxue, don't come to me."
"You..." Lin Feng was angered by Lin Qinghuan. Why couldn't she just speak properly?
Seeing her mother's pale face and weak appearance, Lin Qinghuan said, "You should help your mother back to her room to lie down right now; she can barely stand."
Seeing that his mother's face was completely pale, Lin Feng's heart tightened, and he immediately helped her back to her room to rest.
Lin's mother gave Lin Qinghuan a deep look, her face filled with sadness, and walked into the house with heavy, weak steps.
Lin Qinghuan touched her chest. Holy crap! Why do I feel a tiny bit sad? This doesn't make sense!
How could she be upset by a single glance from Lin's mother, who was so cold and indifferent to her?
Is it just my imagination?
Lin Qinghuan refused to believe herself, feeling sorry for her mother!
Lin's father said to Lin Qinghuan, "Qinghuan, pull your sister out."
Upon hearing this, Lin Qinghuan's eyes lit up. Lin Piaoxue was in trouble. She happily ran into the room.
Seeing how fast Lin Qinghuan was moving, Lin's father's lips twitched slightly. "That brat, she's so eager to see Lin Piaoxue make a fool of herself!"
Lin Qinghuan walked to Lin Piaoxue's bedside, looked at Lin Piaoxue lying on the bed sleeping, and curled her lips in disdain. This vicious woman pushed her own mother to take the blame for her, and can still lie in bed sleeping with a clear conscience. Lin Qinghuan was truly impressed!
Lin Qinghuan reached out and nudged Lin Piaoxue, "Lin Piaoxue, get up quickly, your father needs to talk to you."
Lin Piaoxue sat up in bed and looked at Lin Qinghuan, asking, "What does Father want with me?"
Lin Qinghuan said nonsensically, "He saw that you were wronged today and wanted to comfort you."
Lin Piaoxue looked at Lin Qinghuan with some doubt and asked, "You're not lying to me?"
Lin Qinghuan said seriously, "Why would I lie to you?"
Lin Piaoxue walked out of the room in her slippers and asked her father, "Dad, what did you want to see me about?"
Lin's father took a drag of his cigarette and looked at Lin Piaoxue coldly.
Seeing that her father's expression didn't seem like he was trying to comfort her, Lin Piaoxue's heart jumped.
Damn it! That brat Lin Qinghuan is lying to her.
Lin Qing leaned against the door, watching Lin Piaoxue with schadenfreude. Today was truly a good day; she could see Lin Piaoxue being scolded. She suddenly felt that the air was fresher than usual.
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