h4Chapter 1142: Chapter 1142: Framing/h4

    Weng Jiefang was also surprised to see Bai Na. Bai Na looked so different from her days in the vige; back then, she was skinny and small with a darkplexion. Although she was known as the vige beauty, she was nothing like she is now.

    Now, Bai Na is fair and delicate, like a blooming flower bud. Especially after having a child, her figure has be more voluptuous, her chest full, with big dark eyes and a long braid draping down her back. Her floral dress was mesmerizing.

    Is this really the same Bai Na!

    Life must be going really well for her.

    And look at that big te of scrambled eggs with scallions in her hands, he couldn’t help but gulp. Damn, that’s extravagant.

    Feeling more resentful, why does this beautiful woman think she can just dump him? Such a beautiful wife, he probably wouldn’t be able to find another in the vige, and Bai Na earns so much money every month now.

    All of this should have been his, Weng Jiefang’s.

    If he had that money, he’d drink every day, eat scrambled eggs at every meal. How wonderful would that be?

    Who in the vige dares to eat eggs like this? Not afraid of divine retribution?

    Having scrambled eggs every meal is Weng Jiefang’s dream.

    "I’m Bai Na’s husband, I’vee to see her."

    Weng Jiefangpletely shameless.

    Bai Na was so angry her face turned dark.

    Erhu’s wife overheard, what’s going on, wasn’t Bai Na’s husband supposed to be divorced? How is there another man now?

    "Weng Jiefang, stop spewing nonsense, you and I have no rtion, especially in front of the whole vige! We made it clear, I and the child have nothing to do with you, I’d rather starve than step into your house."

    Bai Na couldn’t let everyone misunderstand her, as if she was lying to deceive others.

    Weng Jiefang might not be embarrassed, but Bai Na was. The people here are good folks, if she lets them misunderstand, how could she face them in the future?

    Weng Jiefang red, "What’s so bad about making things clear? That child is my flesh and blood, what’s wrong with me wanting to see my son? Let me tell you, just because you say there’s no rtion doesn’t mean there isn’t. I asked the town workers, and they said blood rtions aren’t something you can sever just like that. Give me my son back." His righteousness made Bai Na want to vomit on him.

    Who gave you the courage to im your son here?

    "Who is this?"

    Old Liu and Erhu had just finished feeding the chickens, carrying feed bags, they noticed a strange man here.

    Dark and scrawny, looking sleazy, the main thing was that attitude, yelling at Bai Na.

    Old Liu unconsciously stood in front of Bai Na, hisrge frame immediately blocking her from view. Despite his limp, Old Liu’s height and presence were in no way inferior, making Weng Jiefang on the opposite side seem minuscule.

    Weng Jiefang was startled to see two imposing mening out.

    But he wasn’t to be underestimated. Weng Jiefang was a typical shifty character; he looked incapable, but in causing a scene, he was more troublesome than rural mothers. Otherwise, how could he be this age without a wife, no family would dare take on such a son-inw.

    Immediately, with hands on hips, he leaped and started yelling at Bai Na behind Old Liu.

    "Alright, Bai Na, you shameless woman, you secretly kept a man here, I tell you, I don’t acknowledge the divorce, you’re still my wife, behaving indecently with other men behind my back, you unfaithful wench. No wonder you don’t want to go back, turns out you have a lover here. I’ll report you, I’ll go to the government. I refuse to believe, the government won’t mind a shameless woman like you. I want you in jail."

    Aside from his difort seeing the two men, Weng Jiefang had made up his mind to use this as an excuse to demand money from Bai Na.

    After all, a person can’t ignore their reputation.

    The imagination was sweet; Bai Na had indeed been enraged by his shameless words, but unfortunately, reality doesn’t follow anyone’s imagination.

    Old Liu grabbed Weng Jiefang’s cor like he was picking up a chick, easily lifting him up, "You keep that dirty mouth running, see if I don’t teach you a lesson." With a fist as big as a bowl, Weng Jiefang’s voice caught in his throat before he could curse.

    If he really got beaten by this man, his frail body couldn’t take it.

    But that didn’t mean he was brainless.

    Unable to win, Weng Jiefang had plenty of other ideas.

    He grabbed Old Liu’s wrist, shouting in the air.

    "He’s hitting me, hitting me!"

    Erhu came over to pull Old Liu back, releasing Weng Jiefang, "Stop shouting! I’ll tell you the truth, we’re in an isted chicken farm, open your eyes and see, is there any vige or people around? Even if we beat you up, not to scare you, but we could say you’re a chicken thief, we’re protecting collective, national property, it’s all justified."

    Trust me, if you keep shouting, by the time anything happens, I can’t stop it."

    It was naturally to scare Weng Jiefang, to deal with such vile people, you have to make them afraid. Otherwise, if Weng Jiefang causes a ruckus everywhere, who knows what trouble it might bring if he takes it to higher authorities.

    Hearing this, Weng Jiefang dared not shout anymore, indeed scanning the surroundings,pletely deserted, not a soul in sight, no vige, just a lonely chicken farm at the foot of the mountain.

    If they really killed him and pegged a crime on him, he’d have nowhere toin.

    Old Liu sneered.

    Scaring Weng Jiefang into retreating several steps backward, he didn’t see the stone before tripping and falling onto the ground.

    "You, you can’t bully people like this, ... Bai Na, I’m telling you, I want my son, if you don’t give me my son, I won’t let it go, even if I go everywhere to reason, that’s also my son, you better not think I won’t get him." Regaining his reason, Weng Jiefang resorted to talking about Bai Na.

    Little Shitou waddled out of the house, giggling as he rushed to Bai Na, who picked him up, the little guy hugging his mother’s neck cheerfully, curiously eyeing the man on the ground.

    Weng Jiefang was dumbfounded, this was that little runt worse than a chick?

    No way, back then he saw the child covered in bruises, barely breathing.

    Even if the doctor treated him, everyone said the child wouldn’t survive. How did he be such a chubby, healthy boy?

    Staring fixedly at Shitou.

    "Give me my son!" With a howl, Weng Jiefang lunged, trying to snatch the child.

    Only to be kicked back by Old Liu.

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