Chapter 187 Beating up a scumbag is everyone's responsibility

She had only been here for a day, and Shu Ying was already finding fault with her at every turn.

Huang Meiling is getting old and has become confused; she no longer knows who her family members are.

After her plans failed once or twice, a surge of anger rushed to Ding Rumei's head.

She originally came to watch a good show, but instead she suffered a humiliating experience. Such a rough man, yet he was pinned to the ground and beaten by a group of women.

Ding Rumei was relieved that she hadn't gotten herself involved in the scheme, as her attempt to steal a chicken had backfired.

With Shu Ying stirring things up, she might not be able to stay in the capital anymore.

Ding Rumei's heart was pounding: "Damn capitalists, they're full of tricks!"

Even if Shu Ying doesn't let her work here, she has to find a way to stay.

As Song Zhaodi watched a group of kind people gather around her, showing concern for her injuries and offering advice on what to do next, a warm feeling washed over her.

She bowed to everyone and said, "Thank you all for today. I'm a very timid person, and without your help, I wouldn't have had the courage to resist. If I had been taken back, I probably wouldn't have survived. You all saved my life."

Song Zhaodi spoke with such sincerity that it made the neighbors in the courtyard feel embarrassed.

Sister-in-law Wang gently patted her arm, then, remembering that she still had some injuries that hadn't healed, her eyes filled with heartache.

"What's the big deal? We all misunderstood you at first. Even if this happened to us, we would still fight back bravely. Helping you today might be helping ourselves tomorrow. Besides, it's everyone's responsibility to beat up this kind of scumbag."

Aunt Pang rubbed her waist. Although she had just dealt Zhou Dawei a fatal blow, she still felt unsatisfied thinking about the suffering that Song Zhaodi had endured.

"Don't worry, if he dares to come and cause you trouble again, we will still stand by your side. We will beat him up every time he comes. If he dares to bring people with him, we will beat up both of them."

The crowd's enthusiasm was quickly ignited, and everyone unconditionally supported Song Zhaodi. Shu Ying couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Finally, the farce over here came to an end. Song Zhaodi went home and continued watering the vegetables in the yard, but this time her mood was visibly better.

A short while later, Shu Ying and Li Qingqing, who were chatting inside the house, heard Song Zhaodi humming a tune coming from the courtyard.

The tune was quite cheerful; Shu Ying hadn't heard it before, so it must be some kind of rural folk song.

When Tuantuan woke up, Li Qingqing held her in her arms and listened to Shu Ying vividly recount the scene. From the initial anxiety to the later satisfaction, she regretted that she hadn't been able to follow along.

"If I had known, I should have gone over and given that scumbag a good kick. If I hadn't taught him a lesson, he really wouldn't know his place."

Song Zhaodi put down the water pipe, cleaned the mud off her hands, and came back in from outside.

"Yingying, there's basically nothing going on at home. Didn't you say Xie Zhiyan is about to be discharged? Why don't you go to the hospital first and see if there's anything you can help with? I'll take care of things at home, so you can go without worry."

Ding Rumei was cleaning, deliberately making a clanging and banging noise with the things in the room.

She found Song Zhaodi incredibly annoying, as she always managed to say the nicest things about her, making Song Zhaodi seem like such a sensible person.

With Xie Zhiyan about to be discharged from the hospital, what if Shu Ying tries to influence him again? And since this man has no self-control, he might just take her away without even asking what happened. Wouldn't she be at a huge loss?

Ding Rumei gripped the rag tightly in her hand; no matter what, she couldn't let Shu Ying succeed.

Tuantuan has been eating more lately and has grown a bit taller. Shuying is holding a rattle drum and making the fair-skinned little boy laugh.

"By the way, Yingying, I don't know what's growing in my yard. I heard from the neighbor's sister-in-law that it seems to be some kind of medicinal herb. I don't want to get rid of it. Why don't you come with me to take a look? If it's really useful, I'll just let it grow. I haven't studied any medicine, so I don't know how to distinguish these things."

Shu Ying helped hold the child and quickly stood up from the sofa: "Really? It grew on its own. If it's really a medicinal herb, then it's wild. Let's go take a look. Maybe it can really be used."

Watching the two leave, Ding Rumei remained motionless in the living room, leaving Song Zhaodi busy in the kitchen alone.

She wasn't originally here to do these chores. Since Shu Ying had asked Song Zhaodi to come beforehand, she was just going to enjoy herself here.

Anyway, she didn't want to do any of those miscellaneous jobs, so she just wanted to get by as long as she could.

Song Zhaodi worked quickly, picking fresh vegetables that she had originally planned to make dumplings for dinner. She mixed a small amount of fine white flour and put it in a basin to ferment. The sun was shining brightly outside, and she was beaming with joy and full of energy.

Ding Rumei picked up an apple from the coffee table and took a bite indignantly: "Don't be so clumsy. Don't think I don't know what you're up to. We're both women, do you think I don't know what you're thinking? You just want to curry favor with Shu Ying. Don't blame me for not warning you beforehand. A capitalist's daughter like her has no understanding of the hardships of life. Don't end up losing everything."

For no reason, people usually advise reconciliation rather than separation, but Shu Ying is so determined to make Song Zhaodi get a divorce certificate. Who knows what she's up to behind the scenes?

Song Zhaodi didn't take it seriously and didn't pay any attention to her words.

Yangyang poked his head in from outside: "Aunt Song, my sister and I went to play with Brother Stone. We'll be back soon. If Mom comes back looking for us, please let her know."

Song Zhaodi smiled broadly, looking radiant with joy: "Go ahead, but dinner will be ready soon. You and your sister keep an eye on the time and come back when it's time for dinner. Don't make your mother go through the trouble of looking for you."

Yangyang patted his little chest and solemnly promised, "I guarantee I'll complete the mission."

Since meeting Little Stone, the two little guys have been running over there every few days, playing together like crazy, often losing track of time.

Yueyue ran ahead, saying, "Brother, we had a lot of fun playing with Brother Stone. Even though the other kids ignored us, it didn't matter that much, right?"

Yangyang paused slightly with his chubby little face, but finally agreed with his sister's point of view.

"Mom said that having one good friend is enough. Stone Brother is very nice to us. Anyway, we don't like other children, so it doesn't matter whether they play with us or not."