"My Yanbao is so good." Mrs. Shu rubbed her cheek, turned to look at the boys surrounding her, and her expression changed instantly, "And all of you, please keep your mouths tight, who dares to go out?
If you say anything nonsense, I will beat him to death!"
A group of rough guys were as obedient as cats, nodding in agreement.
At this time, old man Shu rubbed his eyes and walked out of the bedroom in confusion, "I heard from Lao Qi that Yan Yan came to our house. Why did she come at this time?"
Yan Yan put a finger to her mouth, shook her head at him seriously and said, "This is a secret and cannot be told outside."
Old Man Shu: "..."
He just took a nap, how could he still be an outsider?
Old Mrs. Shu glared at him and walked up to the main room, "The old lady of the Zhang family is dead, and the two shady guys in the Zhang family's eldest room want to sell Yan Yan. What do you think about this matter?"
"What? Are they going to sell Yanyan?" Old Man Shu woke up completely from his nap, ignored the second half of her sentence, rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen, "Where's my kitchen knife? I won't use that today.
These two idiots have been cut down, my name is Shu Guangzong and his old Zhang family name!"
"I'll go with you and beat this bastard to death!" The impatient Shu Mingli followed him with a pole in hand.
"There's me, I'm going too!"
If the niece is bullied and the uncle doesn't help, is he still a human being?
Several other Mings also came forward one after another, those who copied the bench, those who held hoes, those who held nails and raked... The sixth Shu Mingwen, who was slow to react, couldn't find the weapon at his disposal, so he rushed into the kitchen and took out a spatula.
"Stop it all!" Mrs. Shu had a headache. It was bad that there were so many boys in the house. Whenever something happened, they would all rush out like a pack of dogs. They didn't have any brains at all.
"It's so late, and our family is ten or twenty miles away from the Zhang family. When you go out now, aren't you afraid of meeting homeless people on the way and being thrown into the fire and roasted?"
Yan Yan echoed her from the side: "That's right, that's right, it's never too late to take revenge, but after a person dies, he can't live again. You have to listen to your grandmother's words!"
The blood rushing to Old Man Shu's forehead cooled down. He put down the kitchen knife and asked his wife: "Then what do you think we should do?"
"Let's have a good rest tonight and recharge ourselves. Tomorrow our whole family will go to Dawan Village to seek justice for Yan Yan. If they really have no conscience and refuse to treat Yan Yan well, we will take Yan Yan back to Shu.
The family takes care of itself.”
Mrs. Shu made the final decision. After speaking, she glanced at the excited faces and asked, "Do you have any objections?"
A group of people shook their heads like rattles, "No objection, we all listen to mother/grandmother."
Mrs. Shu was very satisfied with their attitude, "Okay, it's settled then. Let's all go back to the house and sleep. For everyone, go get a small set of green cypress clothes and boil a basin of hot water. I'll give it to you."
Yan Yan takes a bath and changes into clothes."
The eldest daughter-in-law, Mrs. Sun, nodded, smiled gently at Yanyan, turned around and entered the west side room.
After a stick of incense, Mrs. Shu, who was about to give Yan Yan a bath, cursed at the top of her voice: "I* his eight generations of ancestors, a black-hearted, rotten liver, a pickled thing with pus on the soles of his feet, how could he do this to a little baby?
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Cursing and cursing, she hugged Yan Yan and cried again, "It's all grandma's fault. If grandma had gone to Zhang's house to pick you up earlier, you wouldn't have suffered this..."
Yan Yan raised her little face, wiped her tears with one hand, patted her back gently with the other hand, and said in a coaxing tone: "Oh, grandma is good, grandma doesn't cry. In fact, Yan Yan is not at all."
It hurts!"
Seeing her granddaughter's obedient and sensible appearance, Mrs. Shu cried even harder, "Oh, my poor child."
When the men heard the pitiful cries of their mothers/grandmothers, each one was more surprised than the other.
Just kidding, Mrs. Shu is a fierce person in her family who is not short-tongued when she scolds people, and is not soft-hearted when hitting people.
A fierce man sheds tears, what's going on?
A group of people couldn't hold back their curiosity and ran out to check the situation. Mrs. Sun stood guard at the door of Mrs. Shu's bedroom and explained to everyone: "My niece has many nail marks on her arms, thighs and stomach, and many whip marks on her back.
Except for the few exposed areas above and below, there is no good piece of meat."
As she spoke, she couldn't help but sigh, her eye circles turning slightly red.
She is also a mother, and it feels bad to see a good child being abused like this!
Old Man Shu's head buzzed when he heard this. Damn it, why are you waiting? Even if he encounters an evil spirit today, he still has to seek justice for his granddaughter!
"Mingli, go to the village chief's house to borrow a donkey cart. Boss and wife, you and the old lady are watching the younger ones at home. The others are following me! Shu Mingwen, don't take your broken spatula. It's under the stove."
There’s also a knife, take that!”
The family split up and got busy in full swing. When they were packing their things and about to set off, Mrs. Shu walked out holding Yan Yan who had changed clothes.
Old Man Shu was afraid of being blocked again, so he struck preemptively: "Old lady, don't stop us. Even if we are stopped now, I will sneak over and beat them up in the middle of the night!"
"Who is going to stop you?" Mrs. Shu rolled her eyes at him and turned around to give orders: "The boss and his wife will stay in the house to look after the house. Yan Yan and I will go too. Which one of you will go and find Po Luo from our house? I will let the boss
All the folks in Wan Village should look at what the Zhang family is like!"
"I'll get it!" Shu Mingzhi reacted very quickly and ran towards the utility room. He came back after a while carrying a broken gong.
On the way, Mrs. Shu worriedly warned her unreliable sons: "When you get to the place, you have your eye on Yanyan. Don't say anything yet. Let me do it, and then take action when the time is right."
Shu Mingliang widened his eyes and asked in confusion: "Then when will the time be ripe?"
"Do you understand my gesture? You all should be smarter when the time comes and don't let me get in trouble!"
Old Mrs. Shu glanced around at everyone in the car and focused on Old Man Shu, "Especially you, be careful when fighting. If others don't hit you, just dodge with your waist first."
Old Man Shu: "I know, I know..."
Doesn't he want to lose face by saying this in public?
An hour later, a donkey cart full of people appeared at the entrance of Dawan Village.
Mrs. Shu rolled up her sleeves, cleared her throat, took the gong from her husband, and started her performance.
The villagers of Dawan Village were sleeping soundly when they suddenly heard the banging of gongs outside, mixed with the loud cry of a woman: "The villagers of Dawan Village have come out to judge! Zhang Youcai is trying to kill him.
My niece!"
The villagers were no longer sleepy in an instant, put on their clothes and ran outside. Someone shouted from behind: "You are running outside in the middle of the night and you don't want to sleep?"
"You can sleep whenever you want. If you don't watch the excitement, it will be gone!" Before he finished speaking, the man had already disappeared.
Not long after, the Shu family's donkey cart was crowded with villagers who came to watch the fun. It was so lively that some people thought that a big boss was coming to the village to hand out money!