Chapter 77 The Wang Family Gets Scolded

Chapter 77 The Wang Family Gets Scolded

Chen Moqin, who had already helped Xie Wanniang tie up Wang Sanhu, opened the gate of Hao Yu's courtyard and walked out.

“Back then, Jiang Yuan moved to Uncle Hao’s house in front of everyone in the village. Let alone anything valuable, he was surrounded and forced by you all, and he couldn’t even take his old clothes and bedding.”

"His house and land were all sold to my family by Uncle Wang when he was alive to pay for his medical treatment. Uncle Wang used all the money he received for medical treatment and to buy a coffin. Jiang Yuan didn't take a single copper coin."

"You say he swallowed up things from your Wang family? What could he possibly swallow from you?"

"Since he stole your things, why didn't you bring it up in the first place?"

"Now that we've discovered that they're capable, can make money, and have accumulated a considerable fortune, you're all jumping out to criticize them again."

"What? Just because Uncle Wang raised Jiang Yuan, does that mean all the money he earned in his life belongs to you?"

"If I remember correctly, you and Uncle Wang separated your family twenty years ago, right?"

"What does the money earned by the children Uncle Wang adopted after the family division have to do with you brothers who have been separated from Uncle Wang for twenty years? Where do you get the audacity to covet it?"

Chen Moqin was truly furious. He had a wife and sisters, not to mention the many daughters and daughters-in-law of the Chen clan living in the village.

If we don't teach a bastard like Wang Sanhu a lesson this time, who knows how many other bad apples with the same intentions but no one dares to actually do anything will target the young women and wives in the village.

Not only will the village be in complete chaos, but more victims will also choose to commit suicide because they cannot bear the humiliation.

After all, not every young woman possesses Xie Wanniang's fierce fighting prowess.

After a barrage of words, Chen Moqin's emotions finally calmed down a bit.

However, as if afraid that his anger would subside, Tan Xinghua took this opportunity to bring up the fallacies that her family had been whispering about in private.

"So what if he was adopted after the family split up? He's grown up eating rice from our Wang family!"

"If Wang Laosan can't have a son of his own, shouldn't he adopt a nephew from our two families? But instead, he picked up some bastard from who-knows-where as his son!"

"At the very last moment, that heartless bastard actually sold the house and land! Waaah, how could he be so shameless! Those were all from our Old Wang family!"

If it weren't for the many villagers who had gathered around to watch the spectacle despite the cold wind, Tan Xinghua actually wanted to say that all those things should belong to her family. However, she was afraid that if these words reached the ears of her husband's older brother and sister-in-law, they would no longer stand on their side.

Chen Moqin laughed in anger. Just as he was about to speak, his father, Chen Lizheng, roared loudly from outside the crowd.

"Adopt a nephew? Adopt a nephew who insulted him to his face, called him a childless man, said his wife was barren, and even threatened to sell his daughter to an old bachelor for a high dowry? How can you be so shameless!"

"A bunch of heartless bastards! They'd even hurt their own blood relatives, and they still have the nerve to blame others for not adopting their sons!"

"Why would they adopt your son? Are they tired of having a good life and want to bring a bunch of ungrateful wretches over to torment them so they'll die and be reincarnated sooner?"

Wang Xiaozhi, who had rushed over with Chen Lizheng, was trembling violently with rage. She roared hoarsely:

"My brother was raised by my parents, and he has absolutely nothing to do with you!"

“He took care of my parents when they were sick, wore mourning clothes when they passed away, and repaired their graves and burned paper money for them every year during festivals. He has already repaid the debt of gratitude he owed my parents for raising him! He owes no one anything!”

"But you all keep saying 'we're all surnamed Wang,' and 'we're the Wang family,' yet I've never seen you do anything for my parents?"

“You come to my house and curse me, saying they’re wasting your money. You’d be better off dying and being reincarnated.”

“My parents passed away, and you all did nothing but eat, drink, and cause trouble.”

“On my parents’ graves, not one of your good sons and nephews has ever removed the weeds, added soil, or burned paper money!”

"You don't shoulder any responsibility as a family member, all you do is covet my family's money!"

"If being surnamed Wang means you'll covet our family fortune and bully us to death, then my father and I will change our surname to Jiang starting today!"

Jiang was a surname that Jiang Yuan randomly chose for himself after severing ties with the Wang family. Everyone in the village knew this, so when Wang Xiaozhi said this, the villagers immediately felt immense sympathy for her and her father.

Although the villagers don't seem like wealthy families who would keep family genealogies, they still value the continuation of their lineage and their origins. Wang Xiaozhi, a married woman, was forced by her family to change her surname and that of her deceased father, which made the villagers even more contemptuous of the Wang family.

The crowd gossiped, and the Wang family members were so ashamed they wanted to disappear into the ground. Of course, they didn't think they had done anything wrong; they just couldn't stand being the target of public criticism, being pointed at and cursed behind their backs.

Wang Er raised his eyelids and glared fiercely at Wang Xiaozhi, his niece who dared to disobey and be unfilial. He thought to himself that this brat was just like her dead father, very troublesome.

Tan Xinghua cursed Wang Xiaozhi with foul language, while Wang Erhu walked towards her and tried to swing his fist at her.

However, neither of them came out on top. Tan Xinghua, who cursed Wang Xiaozhi, was slapped several times by Wang Xiaozhi's mother-in-law, while Wang Erhu was beaten up by Chen Zhao.

The two men, burning with rage, belatedly realized that although Wang Xiaozhi's formidable father had passed away, her backers were now even more numerous and powerful.

Her man is a member of the Chen family, with not only several biological brothers but also an overwhelming number of cousins.

The mother and son, who had been beaten, were seething with hatred, but under the watchful eyes of Chen Zhao's brothers and the Chen clan members in the crowd, they didn't dare to utter a single word.

After washing her hands, Xie Wanniang asked Xiaoyang if he had been frightened. Then she led Xiaoyang out. About a meter in front of her was Wang Sanhu, who was tied up tightly.

Chen Moqin was furious, so he tied Wang Sanhu up very tightly. Not only were Wang Sanhu's arms tied behind his back, but Chen Moqin also painstakingly tied up his legs.

He couldn't walk, but Xie Wanniang, that tigress, had beaten him so badly that he dared not argue with her anymore. So, after receiving instructions, he could only endure the pain and hop around with a bruised and swollen face.

When the villagers saw him with a swollen, pig-like face hopping out of Hao Yu's house, they were in a strange silence for a moment before bursting into laughter.

It's not that they lack compassion, it's just that the despicable things Wang Sanhu did made it impossible for anyone to feel any sympathy for him.