Chapter Twenty-Three: The Consequences of Playing the Hero

Among the crowd, some who held grudges against the Zhao family sneered sarcastically, “That’s truly inconsiderate!”

“Too unfair! How can one person claim it all for themselves?”

Their words only bolstered the old matriarch of the Wang family’s arrogance. “Third Zhao, did you hear that?”

Zhao Zheng sneered coldly—it was clear they were just jealous.

He glanced at Wu Yueying in the crowd. “Yueying, didn’t you make things clear to your in-laws?”

Wu Yueying hung her head, shame written all over her face. “Uncle Zhao, I did, but they wouldn’t believe me…”

She had only acted kindly—lending grain, giving persimmons—yet her own family had turned on her. She felt she could never face Xiao’e again.

“Father-in-law, Sister-in-law Yueying isn’t the kind to make false claims,” Zhang Xiao’e said indignantly. “It must be the Wang family, jealous and trying to extort our family.”

Yang Zhaodi clenched her fists. “They’re despicable to have beaten Sister-in-law Yueying like this. How could they be so cruel?”

Though Father-in-law had hit them before, it was never to this degree.

Now Wu Yueying’s face was swollen like a pig’s head—how brutal must the blows have been?

Zhao Zheng secretly nodded. He had a good impression of Wu Yueying; when they picked persimmons yesterday, her eyes showed only joy—no envy or jealousy.

Someone like her wouldn’t turn around and bite him.

He didn’t believe it.

“As for the wild vegetables, I am grateful. But to be clear, these persimmons were found by me alone deep in Wild Dog Ridge, several miles from where the wild vegetables were gathered. Yueying and the others were picking wild vegetables at the time, not involved in the slightest.”

Zhao Zheng had no desire to argue. “If you don’t believe me, come with me and see for yourself!”

“Go where? These persimmons belong to anyone who sees them,” Old Wang said. “Third Zhao, I won’t ask for much—just half. I saw you exchanged a lot at the market today; just give me half.”

Wang Dazhi also put on a fierce front, though inwardly frightened, “Half is a must, or I’ll tear down your door today!”

Wu Yueying lowered her head and sobbed. How had she married into such a shameless family?

“What? If I don’t give it, do you intend to steal it outright?” Zhao Zheng’s face darkened.

“Half was always ours! Even if you take this to the village elders or the township, we have the right!” the Wang matriarch said fiercely.

Some ignorant villagers leaned over the wall and said, “Third Zhao, it’s better not to make trouble. Just settle it.”

“Split half, split half—it’s no big deal.”

Hearing these foolish words, Zhao Zheng laughed bitterly.

These people only hoped for your poverty, feared your prosperity. If you lived worse than them, they’d be secretly pleased yet hypocritically sympathetic on the surface.

But if you lived better than them, it would hurt them more than killing.

It’s just about being poor—who can’t be?

Just as Zhao Zheng was about to speak, Liu Tieniu arrived. “What’s all this shouting? Is this how you bully people?”

The Wang matriarch put her hands on her hips. “Who do you think you are? You’re from the Liu family—none of your business!”

Old Wang’s gaze turned hostile. “Liu Tieniu, you want to stand up for the Zhao family?”

“So what if I do?” Liu Tieniu wanted to secure his place with the Zhao family and thus supported them openly. Eager to prove himself, he spat, “Uncle Zhao worked hard to find those persimmons. Why should you share with your family? Shameless!”

“Who are you calling shameless?” the Wang matriarch snapped angrily.

“You!” Liu Tieniu shot back. “You old hag!”

With that, the Wang family erupted in fury.

Old Wang punched Liu Tieniu in the eye.

Liu Tieniu clutched his face, wailing, “Old man, how dare you hit me!”

The Wang matriarch clawed at Liu Tieniu’s face with her nails, quickly turning him into a mess.

“Son, kick him!” she ordered.

Wang Dazhi sneaked behind and kicked Liu Tieniu in the groin. “You insult my mother? I’ll kick you to death!”

Liu Tieniu dropped to his knees, clutching his groin in agony.

Liu Laosi saw his son surrounded and his eyes reddened. Grabbing a manure fork, he charged out of the yard. “Wang old man, you hit my son? I’m coming for you!”

“Run! Liu Laosi’s coming at you with a fork!” someone shouted.

What was meant to be a reasoned dispute quickly escalated into a brawl, on the verge of a full-blown fight, and the crowd hurriedly backed away.

Seeing Liu Laosi storming forward, Wang Dazhi was startled and fled in panic.

The Wang matriarch was also frightened, rushing into the Zhao family courtyard and slamming the door shut behind her.

“Old hag, open the door!” Old Wang shouted, but when it wouldn’t budge, he ran off as well.

Events moved too fast. The once menacing Wang family members were now either hiding or running for cover.

Zhao Zheng sneered coldly, strode over, pulled the Wang matriarch aside, opened the door, and kicked her out.

Bang!

He quickly shut the door and bolted it.

The Wang matriarch fell hard, in pain, and saw the manure fork aimed at her door.

Terrified, she shut her eyes.

But Wu Yueying rushed forward, pushed Liu Laosi aside, and stood before her mother-in-law.

The onlookers laughed at the Wang men for their cowardice, saying even a woman like Wu Yueying had more guts.

Liu Laosi failed to land a second blow before some villagers held him back. “Laosi, if you really kill someone, you’ll pay with your life.”

“You too—why let your son come here and cause trouble?”

“Mind your own business when others are fighting. If you get beaten, it’s your own fault!”

Liu Laosi’s face burned with anger. He couldn’t admit that he coveted Zhao third’s daughter-in-law and their property.

Looking at his son kneeling and weeping in pain, he fumed, “Useless good-for-nothing!”

But still concerned for his son, he helped him up. “Are you alright?”

“Dad, it hurts—piercing pain. Am I done for?”

“That bastard Wang Dazhi—if anything happens to my son, I swear I’ll go to war with your family!”

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