Reborn in a small village in the 1990s

Chapter 184

As Qian Bin hit me, he cursed, "Why are you hitting me? Why are you hitting me? You old geezer, it's one thing for the village chief to hit me, but what are you? You're just a fence-sitter, pretending to be a good guy over there!"

Young people are quite strong, and Old Liu, who uses a cane all year round, can't fight back. Old Liu's face turned red with anger, and he shouted, "You traitor! What kind of grandson hits his grandpa? You little bastard, let me tell you, I have a heart condition... Try touching me again, and I'll lie down on your kang (heated brick bed) and see if your parents will care."

Qian Bin couldn't help but click his tongue a few times and said, "Stop using my parents as an excuse. I'm penniless right now. You can try to extort money from me. Dream on!"

Zhao Da'e couldn't stand it anymore, so she covered her eyes and exclaimed that things were getting more and more chaotic. "What are you all standing there for? Stop watching the show! Separate those two!"

Upon hearing Zhao Da'e's words, several young men stepped forward to separate Qian Bin and Old Liu. Others jogged away to find the village chief.

Xiangzi, still lying in Zhao Da'e's arms, quietly opened his eyes, glanced at the chaotic scene, and said, "Little Aunt, do I need to keep pretending?"

When Zhao Da'e saw that Xiangzi had opened his eyes and started talking, he immediately hit Xiangzi and whispered, "Close your eyes quickly, it has nothing to do with you."

Xiangzi nodded immediately after hearing Zhao Da'e's words, and then closed his eyes again.

Chen Shuyi leaned over and whispered in Zhao Da'e's ear, "Da'e, if there's nothing else for me, I'll leave." Chen Shuyi had done what he needed to do and said what he needed to say. There was nothing more for him to do. Since the fight had started, Chen Shuyi was too lazy to watch and just wanted to leave.

Zhao Da'e said, "Uncle Chen, let's wait and see. Once Grandpa arrives, everything will be much easier to handle. It's too chaotic right now, and none of the villagers have anyone in charge. We still need to bring Grandpa over. Later, I'll also need you to check on Old Liu and Qian Bin's injuries. Qian Bin was beaten up; his face is bruised and swollen, and he's covered in injuries. It's best to check on him, otherwise, the wounds might get infected, which would be troublesome. As for Old Liu, he's old, and being beaten like that by Qian Bin might not be enough for his body."

Chen Shuyi snorted coldly, "He won't die, it's just a superficial injury, don't worry about it."

Zhao Da'e smiled and shook his head, saying, "I'm just afraid that if things escalate, these bastards might take revenge on society." Zhao Da'e didn't want to say any more. There are many things that can happen, such as poisoning the villagers' well water or burning down their houses.

You must leave yourself an out in everything you do; you can't push people too hard, and you can't let anything unexpected happen too easily.

Chen Shuyi sensed Zhao Da'e's anxiety. For a moment, he had a sudden realization, and he felt that Zhao Da'e was becoming increasingly extraordinary. Not only did she know about chicken plague, but she also had the means to pay for his daughter's tuition and knew how to make money. She was so capable at such a young age; it was unimaginable what she would achieve as she grew older. Chen Shuyi felt even more fortunate; he had found a good path for his daughter's future—a good boss! He believed that when his daughter became successful, she would thank him.

On the other side, Qian Bin suddenly felt a suffocating sensation, as a tremendous force pulled him backward. Several people grabbed his neck and dragged him back with all their might. The young men behind him pounced on Qian Bin, pushing him to the ground and restraining his body, preventing him from getting up or resisting.

Qian Bin was still shouting, "Get off me! Get off me right now! I'm going to fight you to the death! You're taking sides! This is outrageous!"

Qian Bin practically roared out his last few words, his eyes red with resentment. This group, under the pretext of standing up for the village chief, had brutally beaten him, but in reality, it was just to ease their own conscience and prevent them from experiencing the pain of guilt. That's why they beat him up.

But Qian Bin was unwilling to accept it. He was really unwilling to accept it. He was beaten black and blue, and his body was covered in bruises. Even after being beaten like this, these people still wouldn't let him go. They all thought they were some kind of superior person. They felt that they could gain a sense of accomplishment by judging him like this. They were so hypocritical!

They're all hypocrites!

Now, Qian Bin even found the village chief and Xiangzi's group much more agreeable; at least they weren't as hypocritical as the villagers who had come to beat him up. When he was useful, they all wanted to benefit from him; when he was no longer useful, they all tried to belittle him—truly utterly hypocritical!

Qian Bin began to hate, hate everything in the village, hate those who targeted him. His eyes reddened, and some evil thoughts sprouted and grew in his heart. He was unwilling, and he felt wronged and angry.

Everyone in the world is targeting him!

Meanwhile, the villagers helped Old Liu up from the ground, and someone asked, "Old Liu, how are you?"

Old Liu touched his waist and buttocks; even a light touch caused him excruciating pain, making him gasp in shock. Qian Bin had really hit him hard.

Someone retrieved Old Liu's cane. With the cane in hand, Old Liu was able to walk properly, but his leg was cramping. It was because Qian Bin had hit him too hard. Old Liu was unsteady on his feet. He looked at Qian Bin, who was lying on the ground in front of him, staring at him with his eyes fixed on him. Old Liu was furious.

He raised his cane and struck Qian Bin hard on the head, angrily saying, "You brat, how dare you hit your grandpa! Even your parents have to respectfully call me Uncle Liu when they see me, and you dare to hit me! You have no respect for your elders and no manners! Let me tell you, if I don't teach you a lesson today, I'm not Liu. Bah!"

After saying that, Old Liu spat at Qian Bin.

Qian Bin couldn't contain his temper either, and immediately wanted to fight Old Liu to the death. However, his body was firmly held down and he couldn't move. So, Qian Bin could only glare at Old Liu with his eyes, and his mouth didn't stop either, directly cursing, "Meeting an old bastard like you is really the worst luck I've ever had. Why didn't I just go out and get hit by a car and die, you old bastard? What a damn bad luck!"

Qian Bin also wanted to spit on Old Liu, but he was held down and couldn't spit, so he just wanted to vent his anger by spitting on the people holding him down.

The young man next to him, whose saliva he had just spat on, was internally screaming: ...I'm innocent too, no matter how angry you are, don't spit on me!

Xiangzi, lying in Zhao Da'e's arms, was delighted. Watching the show while lying down was so enjoyable.

Old Liu was so angry at Qian Bin's words that his hands and feet trembled. He said angrily, "This is simply outrageous! You deserve to be taught a lesson! How could you say such a thing!"

Qian Bin retorted without any politeness, "Old Liu, don't think I don't know you and Old Li's wife are having an affair behind my back. What are you two doing going up the mountain together all the time? Who's stupid?"

Qian Bin rattled off Old Liu's shameful secrets, and no one around was willing to stop him; they were more interested in watching the show than trying to stop him.

Watching the drama unfold and enjoying the gossip is something ingrained in our genes.

Even Zhao Da'e, who had no intention of stopping the commotion, pricked up his ears, widened his eyes, and watched the spectacle with great interest.

Many people at the scene burst into laughter, and Qian Bin felt a great sense of relief upon seeing this.

Old Liu's face was extremely ugly, and he was trembling with anger. He cursed, "You've slandered my reputation like this. If you say another word, do you believe I'll beat you to death right now!"

Qian Bin's lips curled into a mocking smile, and he even leaned closer, saying, "Come on, hit me! You can kill me and it won't matter. Old Liu is a scoundrel, and his wife is a scoundrel too. His wife is with that accountant who's a scoundrel... Haha, your whole family is really a perfect match."

Every word Qian Bin uttered was like a dagger to Old Liu's heart. Old Liu felt a burning pain on his face; he was truly humiliated. He was both angry and annoyed. When he realized that everyone around him was laughing at him, he really wanted to dig a hole and hide. This was just too embarrassing. He felt extremely awkward and wished he could sew Qian Bin's mouth shut.

Old Liu wasn't having an easy time either, so he wasn't going to let Qian Bin get away with it either. Without thinking, he slapped him again, cursing as he did so, "I'll teach you to talk nonsense! I'll teach you to talk nonsense! You have no self-control! I'll fight you to the death!"

Old Liu even threw away his cane, grabbed Qian Bin by the collar with one hand, and slapped Qian Bin hard across the face with the other.

Qian Bin was not to be outdone and struggled to resist, uttering vicious words. This made Old Liu so angry that his eyes widened and he almost couldn't breathe. Even the hand that was grabbing Qian Bin's collar was trembling.

"You...you dare say that again!"

Perhaps because Old Liu looked so crazy and acted so ruthlessly, the young men who were pressing down on Qian Bin dared not press him down any longer. Instead, they quickly got up and moved far away from him, afraid of being caught in the crossfire.

In their eyes, Old Liu had gone mad and might actually beat Qian Bin to death. If they continued to suppress Qian Bin, and he really did get beaten to death, wouldn't they become Old Liu's accomplices and end up in jail? That wouldn't do. They'd better not get involved. Let the two of them fight it out.

Without the restraint of the younger men, Qian Bin was able to reach out with both hands and grab Old Liu's fist as he swung it down. With his other hand, Qian Bin clenched his fist and quickly retaliated, aiming a punch at Old Liu's nose. He used all his strength in this strike, along with all the anger he had accumulated. The power unleashed by this punch was not to be underestimated.

With a crisp clang, a purple bruise appeared on Old Liu's left eye. Old Liu even screamed in pain, clutching his hurting eye and backing away.

"I'm not going to live anymore!"

Seeing that they were about to start fighting again, everyone quickly pulled them back, preventing them from taking another step forward and starting another fight.

When Zhao Tingming rushed over, this was the scene he saw: Qian Bin was covered in bruises, as was Old Liu, and their eyes looked like they had conjunctivitis, as if they wanted to kill each other.

Zhao Tingming shouted loudly, and then shouted several times, "Stop watching! Stop watching! Go up and break up the fight! Stop watching!"

It took several shouts to bring some of the stunned villagers back to their senses.

With the village chief's arrival, everyone felt reassured, and several young men joined in trying to mediate the fight. Even Zhao Tingming stepped forward.

Seeing this, Zhao Da'e couldn't help but sigh. No wonder he was the village chief; people listened to him, unlike himself, who had spoken several times but no one listened.

Zhao Tingming pleaded earnestly from the side, hoping that the two could forgive each other and stop fighting.

Then he said, "Everyone, go home and do whatever you need to do. And about what I said before... everyone, be careful. Don't eat everything, control yourselves."

Those who had come to watch the spectacle dispersed.

Zhao Tingming sneered at Old Liu: "What's wrong? Aren't you going home yet? Trying to extort money from us?"

Although Old Liu was angry, he still went home feeling depressed.

Chen Shuyi took Qian Bin to the clinic for bandaging. It wasn't anything serious; it was just a superficial wound, nothing serious.

Zhao Da'e packed up and went to his aunt's house.

For dinner, Cheng Jinxi stewed a plate of pork ribs with potatoes. Adding wide rice noodles made it especially sticky and delicious.

During the meal, Cheng Jinxi asked Zhao Dage, "Dage, should I go and see Shi Zhihui?"

"Yes, we should go." Zhao Da'e said while eating, "Auntie, bring her some food. Give her some money, at least you can act as a matchmaker and make her lose money running errands."

"Ah."

……

After dinner, Zhou Yuren started chopping firewood with a pickaxe. He couldn't sit still, so he took advantage of the free time to neatly organize the messy firewood and wood with his pickaxe and small saw, so they would be ready to use in a few days.

Zhou Chunwen was busy tidying up the house and doing a thorough cleaning.

However, there's not much room left to tidy up in this house. The walls are painted white, and they're clean enough, and they haven't been used for very long. It's passable.

That means cleaning the dusty areas in the room with a cloth. Then you wipe the windows.

She poured some white wine, took a rag, and started wiping, cleaning it until it was spotless.

When outsiders come to eat, the place will look clean and they'll enjoy their meal more comfortably.

Finally, I wiped the roof down as well.

After finishing these tasks, Zhou Chunwen went to knead the dough and steam the buns.

Zhao Da'e helped start the fire.

"Hey goose, I heard you were watching the war down there? You're so bored these days. If you get covered in blood, you'll behave yourself."

Zhao Da'e chuckled: "I was just worried they'd leave sick and dead chickens everywhere, making it so that our water wouldn't sell and nobody would want it."

“You,” Zhou Chunwen sighed, “it’s because your uncle has a bad temper, and no one dares to cause trouble for our family. Otherwise, if you go down to the village and say something like that, no one will want the chickens in our village. They’ll all have to be thrown away. If they see you, they’ll all want to kill you. You should stay away from us for a while.”

"Okay. I've been missing my mom too. I'll go to my grandma's house another day and hide away for a couple of days."