"Wen Jing, why don't we forget it, Song Cheng is now the town's joint defense team member."
Song Jianguo, who has always been honest and kind, or a bit cowardly, would rather his son suffer a little loss than cause trouble. So he could only persuade Song Wenjing to make big things smaller and make them smaller.
If it were Song Wenjing in his previous life, or even when he was just reborn, he might have listened to his father's advice and not provoke the other party. But now, he does not need to be so forbearing.
You can say that he bullies the weak and fears the strong, but to put it another way, this is not a trade-off.
Forget it is a trivial matter. If your younger brother does not fight back after being bullied like this, then there is no hope of raising his head in the village in the future.
Originally, as a high school student in the 1980s, he was looked down upon by the villagers for collecting rags, thinking that he had no future, and some even considered him to be a disgrace.
If word of this incident spreads, their family will never be able to be respected again. This was not just a beating for the younger brother, but a slap in the face of their entire family.
As a small joint defense player, Song Wenjing is really not afraid of anything the other side may do.
Song Wenjing found a relatively strong wooden stick from the haystack at home. The carts he pulled for several months were not for nothing, and the braised pork he got every month was not for nothing.
Nowadays, Song Wenjing has a lot of strength in his hands and a very strong body. He really doesn't think that he can't defeat Song Cheng.
"Wen Wenming, follow my brother and I will avenge you today!"
After saying that, he walked out of the house first and walked towards Song Cheng's house.
Song Wenming originally looked depressed, thinking that he might not be able to escape his elder brother's punishment today, but he didn't expect that his elder brother would take him for revenge. This made him overjoyed, and without thinking about anything else, he followed Song Wenjing's example and pulled out a wooden stick.
, followed Song Wenjing.
When Song Jianguo saw such a scene, he dared not sit at home. He hurriedly went out to find his younger brother Song Jianping. He hoped to go together to build momentum and prevent the Song Wenjing brothers from being hurt again.
Although the rain outside had stopped, the already wet village road was full of mud. The brothers didn't mind it and stepped on the mud straight to Song Cheng's house.
"Song Cheng, come out here." Song Wenjing stood outside the gate of Song Cheng's courtyard and shouted toward the inside.
"What kind of dog is barking outside?"
A voice came from inside the house, and at the same time a person came out. He was in his 30s, short and fat, holding a cigarette in his mouth, looking cynically at the two brothers standing at the door of the courtyard.
"Song Cheng, did you touch my brother?" Song Wenjing pointed at Song Cheng with a wooden stick in his hand, and shouted loudly.
At this time, a neighbor heard the noise and came out. Seeing that it was Song Wenjing with his younger brother, he quickly learned what happened.
Countryside people like to watch the excitement, so when they see something happening here, they gather around.
Song Wenjing explained what happened clearly to everyone. He just shouted loudly just to attract others' attention. On the moral high ground, he had to stand still first. Even if he took action later, there was a reason.
Sure enough, after listening to Song Wenjing's explanation, although everyone was unwilling to get into trouble, they still revealed their understanding and support for Song Wenjing in their whispers.
"You are so stupid. Your brother beat my son, and I beat him as a matter of course. If you are not convinced, come over and try to touch me." Song Cheng obviously didn't take Song Wenjing seriously, and even moved forward to get close to him.
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In Song Cheng's eyes, Song Wenjing's family is cowardly and can be bullied, so they don't have the guts to take action against him.
Now that the matter has come to this, Song Wenjing has no intention of just letting it go. Since he dares to come, of course he is prepared to take action.
Seeing that the other party was approaching him and spitting at him provocatively, Song Wenjing immediately swung the wooden stick in his hand at lightning speed and hit Song Cheng's arm.
Song Cheng was still careless. He did not expect that Song Jianguo, who had always been cowardly in his eyes, and the Song Wenjing family who collected rags, would actually dare to take action.
At this time, it was too late to dodge. The distance between the two was only more than one meter, and they were within the range of the wooden stick. The wooden stick directly hit Song Cheng's shoulder, staggering, and Song Cheng almost fell to the ground.
This time, Song Wenjing did not use all his strength, and he did not dare to seriously injure the opponent. In that case, the consequences would be more serious. He just wanted to make the opponent temporarily incapacitated.
Seeing that Song Cheng did not fall to the ground, Song Wenjing was a little disappointed, but he did not give up. Instead, he raised the wooden stick again and hit the other arm.
But at this time, Song Cheng was already on guard. He quickly dodged and looked around, trying to find something to fight back. If he was empty-handed, he would definitely suffer. The move just now had already caused his
I can't lift my arms a little bit.
At this time, Fu Min, Songcheng's daughter-in-law from out of town, saw her husband being beaten and could not sit still, so she rushed towards Song Wenjing, dancing with joy, trying to scratch his face.
But her reaction was nowhere near that of Song Wenjing. He avoided Fu Min's claws and waved at Song Cheng again.
Song Cheng could only temporarily avoid it, but unexpectedly, a small bench behind him blocked his retreat. At this time, Song Wenjing's wooden stick had already been waved over, and he could only raise his hand reflexively.
, block it slightly.
The wooden stick naturally hit his arm, and a scream was heard.
Song Wenjing was well aware of the extent of his force. If this stick was used, it would definitely not break the opponent's arm, but it would also temporarily make Song Cheng's arm unable to exert force. This was the effect he wanted.
Song Wenjing took the wooden stick in his hand, walked directly to Song Cheng who fell to the ground, raised his foot and kicked him hard on the thigh, leaving no room for him to fight back.
I'm afraid if I don't beat the opponent this time, there may be unnecessary things later. He often collects rags alone outside, and it will be more troublesome if this guy wants to take revenge.
At this time, Song Cheng was no longer as arrogant as he was at the beginning, and was begging loudly for mercy. He was really scared. Such a young man might do something unexpected sometimes on impulse.
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A good man will not suffer the immediate consequences, he will escape this situation first and come back with revenge later.
Hearing the other party's begging for mercy, Song Wenjing, who originally planned to leave the other party alone, was about to let him go, but unexpectedly, Fu Min cried out and scratched him again.
The other party was a woman, and Song Wenjing couldn't really hit her. He still had this bottom line.
There is no choice but to avoid it.
At this time, Song Jianguo and his younger brother Song Jianping also rushed over. Seeing the situation at the scene, they quickly stepped forward to stop Fu Min's actions.
Seeing that Song Wenjing's family was so large and powerful, Fu Min had no choice but to cry, sit on the ground and roll around, asking the neighbors to help make the decision.
Unfortunately, things went against expectations, and not many people actually stepped forward to stop him. One was that Song Wenjing's posture just now was indeed a bit scary, and everyone did not want to suffer an unreasonable disaster.
Another point is that Song Cheng was originally a second-rate boy in the village. Through someone’s connections, he became a joint defense team member and started yelling at the villagers.
Therefore, the unpopular Song Cheng, of course, could not get help from everyone. At most, he could only give some verbal advice, but no one actually stopped Song Wenjing.
"Song Cheng, listen to me. Our family is not allowed to be bullied by anyone. If you want revenge, just come. I will give you a good beating this time, but nothing will happen next time!"
After saying that, Song Wenjing pulled his younger brother and shouted to Song Jianguo and Song Jianping to go back.
"Wen Jing, why are you so impulsive? Song Cheng is just a second-rate guy. He will cause other things when the time comes."
On the way home, Song Jianguo was still complaining about his son. He had always been submissive and would not stir up trouble. What happened today was already a big deal for him.
"Brother, I think Wen Jing did the right thing. You can't retreat from this kind of thing. Once you retreat, he will push forward. Today I just slapped Wen Jing, and maybe he will slap you later. If you don't fight back, the villagers will
How can anyone think highly of our family?"
Song Jianping had long been dissatisfied with his eldest brother's cowardly character, but today he was even more pleased to see his nephew behave like this.