CHAPTER 137: CHAPTER 136: NO NEED TO GUESS, IT’S CERTAIN

Village Chief Wang ignored Old Yu and brushed him aside, walking away with his hands behind his back.

Seeing this, Old Xu spat heavily in disdain. Useless! Not only didn’t he get the money, he also lost four acres of land.

Initially, he thought bringing Yu Changhe’s father along would put the Suns in their place. But who knew the old couple from the Yu Family were so ineffective.

This Old Madam Yu had her fill of cursing without restraint, but she also greatly offended Village Chief Wang. Wang Shengcai oversees the affairs of three villages. Hence, any excuse in the future, related to farming or taxes, could make life difficult for the Yu Family. How can the Yu Family have a good future?

Old Xu felt fortunate that he wisely returned the Silver. Otherwise, given Village Chief Wang’s way of doing things, if he had to go to Dajing Village, it might have been more than just fifteen ounces of silver.

Though Wang Shengcai isn’t the chief of their village, officials protect each other, and officials communicate with each other. When dealing with these troublemakers, all the village chiefs are of one mind and act in unison.

Old Yu angrily glared at his insane wife. If she hadn’t offended the village chief, he wouldn’t have handled the matter so ruthlessly.

This trip was a loss indeed. Compared to eleven and a half ounces of silver and his four acres of land, it was truly a case of small losses leading to big losses.

A failed attempt to steal a chicken, ending up losing the rice used to bait it!

Naturally, Old Yu was unwilling to accept this outcome. But what could he do about it?

The breakup letter was already written, personally by the village chief, and he even had their fingerprints on it.

Yu Changhe, that lazy bum, went back into hiding in his house again. Old Yu clenched the breakup letter into a ball, and, grinding his back teeth, yelled at Old Madam Yu, "It’s all your fault. Old Xu set the trap for you, and you fell for it. You fool."

With that, Old Yu unleashed a verbal barrage against Old Madam Yu.

The more he cursed, the angrier he got, eventually resorting to physical blows.

Yu Changyu pretended to step forward to stop them, shouting, "Second Brother, if you don’t come out, Dad will beat Mom to death. Hurry and come out!"

Old Yu heard the implication in Yu Changyu’s words and started hitting even harder.

Old Yu chased Old Madam Yu around the yard with a fury.

As she ran, Old Madam Yu argued back, "How was I supposed to know Old Xu had bad intentions? Besides, you didn’t see through it either."

"You said you missed our son. That’s why I came. Do you think I came for our second son’s money? If he has money and lives well, I’m happier than anyone. Even if he doesn’t give me a penny, I won’t be mad."

Old Yu swung his pipe chamber, continuing to chase Old Madam Yu around the yard.

Yu Xiaolian and Xiaohuzi sat side by side on a low stool, their eyes gleaming with interest at the spectacle.

Her grandfather’s acting skills were lacking!

Too fake!

Clumsy!

Too obvious in the performance!

Xiaohuzi unwrapped a fruit candy, popped it into his mouth, and squinted as he said, "Sister, how many more laps are they going to run?"

"Who knows? Maybe they’ll stop once they’re tired of acting."

Yu Xiaolian propped her chin up and yawned. She was feeling sleepy. She had gotten up too early this morning.

Seeing her yawn, Xiaohuzi asked, "Sister, how can you be sleepy with all this excitement unfolding?"

Xiaohuzi focused his attention back on the yard. It’s really good!

Much more interesting than the troupe that came to their village for performances.

Those performers dragged on for half a day with a single word, sounding like they had lost their teeth.

Just as Xiaohuzi was getting engrossed in the spectacle, Old Yu, panting heavily, finally gave up acting.

Seeing Yu Changhe hiding inside and refusing to come out, he yelled at the window, "Yu Changhe, you ungrateful wretch! So much for your mother and me raising you. You don’t care for your parents, you’ll meet a bad end sooner or later..."

Yu Xiaolian, upon hearing Old Yu curse her father, suddenly became wide awake, jumped up from the low stool, grabbed the nearby broom, and swung it at Old Yu while shouting, "Fifth Grandpa, Uncle, let’s drive them out together."

Sun Fengshou, who had tolerated the situation for quite a while, seeing Yu Xiaolian, a small figure, struggling to wield a broom taller than her, took the broom from her hands and started swinging it at Old Yu.

Realizing Yu Changhe was unresponsive and wouldn’t yield to pressure, Old Yu thought there was no point in staying at the Sun Family any longer. It’d be better to return home quickly, grab a couple of chickens, and go to He Yan Village to apologize to Village Chief Wang. Maybe if Wang accepts his offerings, he’d get his four acres of land back.

Yu Changyu, holding the Silver, ran ahead, while Old Yu and Old Madam Yu followed closely.

After the Yu Family left, Old Xu approached Sun Fengshou, asking to borrow Yu Changhe’s family cart to transport two camphor wood chests prepared as Xu’s dowry. He mentioned that the family with the donkey cart in their village had left early in the day, and the chests were too heavy to move without a cart.

Sun Fengshou had the utmost distaste for this father-in-law. Mrs. Sun wasn’t inherently that bad; it was this father-in-law who was stirring trouble behind the scenes, full of malicious intent.

"Borrow the cart? Absolutely not!"

What was he thinking? Given your character, I’d be worried you’d steal the cart overnight. It’s quite expensive, after all.

Old Xu met with disdain, glaring at Sun Fengshou.

Bah, my daughter will live well without you!

His daughter was only twenty-four this year, still young. Considering marrying her off again wouldn’t be difficult.

Remarry her, and he might receive a betrothal gift, which might patch up the fifteen-ounce hole.

Old Xu walked away leisurely with his hands behind his back, stating before leaving that he’d come with the borrowed donkey cart tomorrow to fetch the chest. If he couldn’t borrow it, he’d let his eldest son push a handcart for the task.

Upon hearing the commotion at Sun Fengshou’s yard, Sun Fifth Grandpa sent his grandson to the fields to summon his sons back home.

He worried that the visitors might cause a commotion. If that happened, his nephew would be at a disadvantage. A pregnant sister, a crippled brother-in-law, a frail mother, and two indifferent children; they’d be set to suffer.

Sun Fifth Grandpa brought his three sons and daughters-in-law to stand in a line in the yard, each holding a tool. Sun Daji and Sun Erji held mattocks; they were preparing furrows in the field and rushed back in haste.

Sun Siji, only fifteen and not yet married, wielded a carrying pole; his little nephew called him while he was fetching water. Upon hearing someone was causing trouble at Fengshou Cousin’s house, he grabbed the carrying pole and rushed over.

As for Sun Family’s three daughters-in-law, the tools they wielded varied.

Sun Daji’s wife was plying the sauce jar, wielding a sauce pounder; Erji’s wife had a strainer; Sanji’s wife was more standard, holding a kitchen knife.

That was also why Yu Xiaolian wasn’t hit back when she wielded the broom against them.

Facing a whole line of armed relatives, who dared to retaliate?

If anyone showed any intention of fighting back, they’d likely be ganged upon.

Sun Fifth Grandpa: No need to guess, that’s certain!

Mrs. Sun invited everyone into the house.

Sun Fifth Grandpa waved them off, telling his offspring, "Don’t go inside. Why go inside? Get to work, hurry up."

Driving everyone away, Sun Fifth Grandpa then entered the house.

With his sister-in-law’s family leaving, he didn’t know if they’d meet again in the future. He needed to reminisce with his elder sister-in-law a bit.