Chapter 313 I'll hit you, so what?

The Dong family's house is not far from the village entrance; you can see it from the gate. Right now, a huge vehicle is parked in that open space, which immediately attracted a lot of people who heard the commotion and came to see what was going on.

At this moment, the gate of the Dong family was pushed open from the inside, and Old Madam Dong was also in a lively mood. When she saw the large Liberation truck, her eyes immediately revealed a hint of greed and jealousy.

"Pah, whose relatives are visiting again, and they've brought such a big thing? Who are they showing off to? Aren't they afraid of getting their comeuppance?" Old Mrs. Dong habitually put her hands in her sleeves, tucked her hands in her pockets, and glared at the direction of the village entrance with a sharp and sarcastic look on her face. She couldn't stand anyone being better off than her family.

"What nonsense are you spouting? Aren't you afraid of being overheard? I'm warning you to keep your mouth shut. If this gets your youngest son into trouble, I won't let you off the hook." Old Dong had just arrived when he heard his wife's last words. He glared at her fiercely, his voice low and menacing.

The youngest son of the Dong family found a girlfriend in the county. Although she was a divorcee, her in-laws were powerful and helped him get a temporary job at a factory in the county right after the wedding. The youngest son is currently trying to get a permanent position. This is the most important thing for the Dong family. If anyone dares to interfere, the old man will definitely be so angry that he will kill her.

This was something that made Old Mrs. Dong quite proud of in the village, and she would boast about it to everyone she met. But when she heard what the old man said, she was so frightened that she dared not say anything more.

"My God, why are so many people coming down? Who are they looking for?"

"Wait a minute, aren't those people from the Qishui Brigade? My son's former elementary school classmates are among them."

"Wow, it really is the Seventh Water Brigade. Why are so many of them here all at once?"

The people who had come to watch the commotion were initially quite curious and gathered around, but then people started jumping out of the carriage behind that guy one after another. They weren't very old, and there were quite a few familiar faces among them.

Although the two brigades were not close to each other, they were both production teams of the same commune, so there was a lot of overlap in their activities, and quite a few families from the two brigades married into each other's families.

So, as soon as the more than twenty people in the back of the train jumped off, they were immediately recognized as the young men from the Qishui Brigade.

Most importantly, when the onlookers saw what those young men were carrying—sticks and wooden hammers—they realized that while none of them were particularly lethal weapons, these were common weapons in village fights, second only to fists.

Unless there is a life-or-death conflict, the older generation will not bring out their hidden weapons. Otherwise, they will keep the hot-tempered young people in check to prevent people from getting hurt.

"Quick, look! They're heading to Old Dong's house!" A voice, tinged with excitement, rang out from the crowd.

Two of the middle-aged women exchanged a glance and immediately guessed the purpose of these people's visit.

The two women knew that Old Dong's second daughter-in-law had run away before dawn, after all, she was a relative of Old Dong's family. Among those who went after Old Dong's second daughter-in-law were their sons.

One of them, a round-faced woman with a coarse cloth wrapped around her head, frowned, a strong sense of unease suddenly rising in her heart.

"What's going on? Why are so many people from the Qishui Brigade here? Didn't Grandma Dong say that her second daughter-in-law's family line had ended, leaving only her parents? Why are so many people here all of a sudden? My eldest son hasn't even come back yet!"

"My nephew is back too! No way, I have to go back to my parents' house and ask." Another woman's heart skipped a beat. She stopped watching the commotion and turned to run to her sister-in-law's house. She had woken her nephew up early in the morning. If something happened to him, her mother and sister-in-law would tear him apart.

Bai Nuo pushed open the passenger door, jumped out nimbly, casually pulled out an unfurled black baton, and leisurely followed her girlfriends toward the Dong family's house.

These friends were sent-down youths, so it wasn't convenient for them to say too much about this matter. However, the people of Qishui Brigade had always treated them very well, especially the Wei family. Naturally, they had to follow along in this kind of thing. There was no need to say much; they just followed behind the Wei siblings and got to work.

Not only did Bai Nuo and his friends come, but even the usually quiet Jiang Zihang and Wu Yingxiong (old educated youth) also came. However, they had a good relationship with the Lu brothers, so they stayed with the second son of the Lu family.

"What are you trying to do? What, a bunch of little bastards dare to cause trouble for this old lady? Get the hell out of here!"

Grandma Dong was stunned when she recognized the people as being from the Qishui Brigade. Then, when she realized they were from the Qishui Brigade, her heart jumped.

However, when Grandma Dong saw that all the people who came were young people, and there wasn't even an old lady who could argue with her, her previously suppressed aura instantly rose again. She blocked her own front door, put her hands on her hips, glared at him, and looked extremely arrogant.

"Heh, naturally I've come to retaliate for all the disgusting things your Dong family has done." Wei Jia stood at the front of the crowd, one hand on her hip, the other holding a wooden hammer, her chin slightly raised. Already tall, she now exuded an even more imposing aura, her face full of arrogance.

"How dare you talk to your elders like that, you brat! Is this how your parents taught you? It's simply..."

"Slap!" Wei Jia darted forward, raised her hand, and slapped him across the face. The sound of the slap was crisp and pleasant. After slapping him, she shook her hand and said with a look of disgust, "Pah, what kind of shamelessness is this? So tough."

"You, you, you..."

Grandma Dong was almost knocked to the ground by the slap. She swayed a couple of times and crashed into the door frame behind her with a "bang." She covered her face with one hand and looked at the little girl in front of her in disbelief.

In many people's minds, the older generation, no matter the circumstances, can always overpower the younger generation because of their age. No matter how badly they act, they can still make the younger generation swallow their anger and endure being beaten and scolded because of the phrase "I am an elder." If they refute even one word, they will be scolded by many people behind their backs for being disrespectful to their elders and lacking in manners.

So even though more than twenty people from the Qishui Brigade came, Grandma Dong was not afraid at all, but this slap stunned her.

"You, you dare to hit me!"

"Yeah, I hit him, so what!"

Wei Jia raised an eyebrow, a smile in her eyes, and spoke with extreme arrogance.

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