Chapter 110 This old lady has never been afraid of anyone, even if I were to die without a family li
Chapter 110 This old lady has never been afraid of anyone, even if I were to die without a family li
Lin Chang'er frowned, not considering anyone other than Yang Cuihua.
She was getting a little annoyed. Was this ever going to stop? Would the whole family have to be locked up in jail before things would calm down?
Thinking this, she spoke to the man who was helping her drive the carriage, and he quickly sped up.
Upon arriving at the Gu family's gate, Lin Chang'er jumped off the carriage before the servants could bring out the benches and strode towards the crowd.
As they approached, they saw that their own front door was tightly shut, leaving only Yang Cuihua and, judging from the group of people she had brought from her parents' home, a bunch of aunts and uncles crying and making a scene at the door.
Lin Chang'er felt a little relieved.
Last night, although Gu's mother expressed her intention to stand up for herself, she was still just an intern. Yang Cuihua and her family were old scoundrels.
Interns should be given time to adapt, and today's drastic measure was quite effective.
Let them make their fuss; the Gu family can just close the door and live their own lives.
Lin Chang'er was no longer in a hurry. Taking advantage of the fact that these people hadn't noticed her, she even had the mood to watch the show.
There she saw the old rogue Yang Cuihua, slumped like a scoundrel at her doorstep, crying loudly, "Lin Chang'er, you heartless wretch! Your uncle and your father are brothers, yet you conspired with outsiders to lock him up!"
"You still won't let us visit him? Are you trying to kill him, kill our whole family, and make the Lin family line end?"
Then, someone who had come with her to cause trouble—whether it was her seventh or eighth aunt or not—shouted, "Lin Chang'er, you can't be so selfish. The big mistake hasn't been made yet. Come out and apologize to your aunt properly, then go to the county government to bring your uncle out and take good care of him. This matter will be over."
Yang Cuihua then cried and said, "We meant well back then. We were afraid that you were too young and would be plotted against, losing the family business that your brother-in-law had worked so hard to build. That's why we took over the business according to the rules."
How does that count as eating someone's entire fortune?
Then another voice, whose ancestor was unknown, shouted, "If your uncle and aunt really had no descendants, how could they have let you marry into the Gu family? We're from the same village; if anything happens, they can help each other with just a shout."
Go out and ask around; how many of those girls who were truly exploited and left without children were sold into brothels?
Hearing this, Lin Chang'er frowned. This melon was spoiled and didn't taste good.
This is too much of an eyesore, I can't bear to watch it.
Even the waiter who brought Lin Chang'er back shook his head, wondering what kind of people they were!
This waiter is an honest young man, and now that Miss Lin is the second owner of their restaurant, although she is not their master, she is still one of their own.
He couldn't stand watching his own people being bullied, so he spoke up before Lin Chang'er could:
"According to you, if you take advantage of someone who has no descendants but don't sell them into a brothel, then that person should thank you?"
He shook his head, clicked his tongue twice, and said, "Why don't you people with such big faces go sell washbasins?"
"Besides, the person has already been sent to the county jail. If you're so capable, why do you only dare to cause trouble at their gate?"
"What kind of sucker is Miss Renlin? If you're so capable, why don't you go and cause a scene at the county jail? See if the jailers don't beat you out."
Lin Chang'er was shocked. Oh wow, is the output that fierce? It must be her mouth substitute.
He gave the waiter an approving look, but the waiter still had an expression that said, "We're on the same side, no need to be polite."
Yang Cuihua was also surprised. Looking at the unfamiliar young man dressed in a waiter's uniform, who was obviously not as distinguished as the men from a few days ago, she thought to herself, "This Lin Chang'er is really not hiding anything anymore, bringing all sorts of people home."
They've really lost all sense of shame.
"Who are you?" Yang Cuihua, who was originally sitting facing the Gu family's gate, immediately turned around and stared at the shop assistant.
Yang Cuihua's extended family also noticed and pressed her for details, asking, "What's your relationship with Lin Chang'er? Why are you so eager to protect her? Could you be her lover too?"
The guy was also shocked. Oh dear, he had been careless. Did they really swear like that? He rolled up his sleeves, ready to fight them.
The group of women, however, seemed convinced of their decision and burst into laughter, "You actually dare to take this piece of trash, who knows how many times she's been used? Hahaha... Ah..."
They were laughing happily when suddenly a large patch of mud was smeared on their faces, followed by screams that rose and fell.
"Ah, who is it? Who threw me!"
"It stinks! It even smells like dog pee."
Lin Chang'er dug up a clump of silt from the roadside ridge and threw it at those foul-mouthed gossipy women, cursing as she threw it: "You're so foul-mouthed, aren't you? You're so good at blabbering! Go eat shit!"
“They’re all filthy-eyed and filthy-hearted. I’m a woman with no descendants, and I’ve never been afraid of anyone.”
While the aunts and uncles were still cleaning the mud off their faces, he forcefully pushed through the crowd, grabbed Yang Cuihua by the hair, and dragged her into the field.
"Ah! Help! Lin Chang'er, what are you trying to do? Help! Lin Chang'er has gone mad! Lin Chang'er is killing... glug glug..."
While she was wailing, Lin Chang'er had already pushed her into the rice paddy.
It was the time when the rice was filling out, and the fields were filled with water. Lin Chang'er fiercely pressed her head into the water, saying, "You came to make trouble yesterday, and you're making trouble today. If you don't want me to have peace, then you won't have peace either."
"Since you're taking over out of kindness, then return all my assets. Who knows, if I'm happy, I might even go to the county government and put in a good word for that heartless man of yours."
"Otherwise, your great-aunt has powerful connections now, so let's just wait it out. If we don't hold court every day, your man will stay in jail every day. Let's see who can outlast whom."
After speaking, Lin Chang'er calculated that it was about time, and then pulled Yang Cuihua up again.
Yang Cuihua coughed for a while before she caught her breath, then cursed at Lin Chang'er, "Lin Chang'er, you are disobedient and unfilial, you will not die a good... ah..." death.
Before he could even utter the word "death," Lin Chang'er grabbed his hair and shoved him into the field. "Disobedient and unfilial? I am filial to my mother-in-law, harmonious with my sisters-in-law, and loving to my uncles and nephews. How am I unfilial?"
"You're not respectful to me and that bunch of robbers from the Lin family?"
"You son of a bitch, you've eaten up all the family fortune my father left behind, and you still want to suck my blood and eat my flesh? What did I ever owe you in my past life? That's why I had to meet relatives like you in this life."
"Oh, I almost forgot, we've severed all ties. The letter of severance has been written and stamped by the county government. How dare you talk to me about filial piety?"
After saying that, he pulled the person up and clapped his hands, "Yang Cuihua, listen to me carefully, this matter is not over yet."
"Don't think that just because I haven't told you, the incident where I was beaten on the head and almost died didn't happen."
“I’m telling you this clearly today: when I went out that day, I saw Lin Dashan sneaking around and following me. I now suspect that Lin Dashan is trying to kill me for money so that you can make a fortune off my dead body!”
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