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"Big Dog, come with me," Qi Ping urged, and they saw him.
Qi Rong thought to himself, those two fools were easily deceived by his few words. It would be best if they came to testify; he could make them turn against each other.
"Then let them come! Go on, go!"
Zhang Guihua waved her hand arrogantly and said to her husband, "Don't waste your breath on them. Our son has been beaten; we should just go in and fight back."
Qi Changsheng rolled up his sleeves, ready to step into the courtyard, but Qi Chong, leaning on his crutch, struck him as soon as he stepped in. After a couple of hits, Qi Changsheng began to feel apprehensive. He had seen Qi Chong lying on the ground, having forcefully broken the pig's snout that was pressed against him.
Zhang Guihua, frustrated with her husband’s cowardice, pointed at his head and scolded, "What are you afraid of? They’re all limping and sickly. If we charge in, what can they do to us?"
Qi Changsheng thought about it and looked at the crutch-wielding Qi Chong, suddenly feeling more confident. He stepped back into the courtyard and grabbed Qi Chong’s crutch as it swung towards him, pushing forward with all his strength. Qi Chong could only balance on one leg; he lost his balance and fell backward after a brief struggle.
Just when he thought he was going to hit the ground, he felt a pair of hands push him from behind, helping him stand upright again. Turning around, he saw Yu Chunmiao straining to support him.
Qi Chong felt a tightness in his chest; there was no need for words now that the women were helping out. He couldn’t fall behind. With her support, he exerted himself slightly and shoved Qi Changsheng back out of the doorway.
At that moment, Chen Ruolan joined in the fray: "After all, you are elders. Is it really necessary to come here and bully the younger generation? Have you no shame?"
Zhang Guihua snorted coldly: "Shame? You didn’t care about face when your family took advantage of my father’s wealth. Now you come to talk about face? It’s too late! Either hand over the old man’s gold bars or I will bully you."
Yu Chunmiao carefully observed this family. Qi Changsheng and Qi Chong bore some resemblance and had decent looks. Zhang Guihua wasn’t beautiful but was presentable enough. As for their son Qi Ping—he was hard to describe.
She listened to Zhang Guihua speaking; it seemed that unresolved grievances between the older generations had led to a rift among the brothers. If there were gold bars, wouldn’t Qi Chong’s leg be healed by now? The old lady had already seen a doctor for her illness long ago.
Chen Ruolan sighed: "I’ve said it many times; there are no gold bars. Look at our family—do we look like we have gold bars?"
Zhang Guihua sneered: "No gold bars? Then how did Qi Yunzhen marry you and build a house? If there were no gold bars, why don’t you work in the fields? You’re always clean and dressed in fine cotton clothes. Today you wear a silver hairpin; tomorrow you have a bracelet on your wrist. Where does all that money come from? Does it fall from the sky?"
Chen Ruolan never expected that her husband’s affection for her would lead to such baseless speculation. Her husband was tall and strong by nature and had gained skills during his years in the military. He could hunt anything from wild boars to deer without breaking a sweat—even tigers were no match for him—so she had lived quite well back then. They hadn’t built a brick house out of fear of jealousy from others and instead opted for rammed earth houses. But her husband had one hobby: dressing her up.
He often bought her new clothes just to show off, which had led to this trouble.
Taking a deep breath, Chen Ruolan said: "We didn’t take any gold from the old man. During those years when he was sick, Brother Zheng covered all the medical expenses. Even if the old man favored us a bit more, it was deserved. You all should stop this nonsense; it’s exhausting."
Zhang Guihua pointed at Chen Ruolan: "See? You admit it! You acknowledge that the old man favored you! Hmph! Today either hand over Qi Rong so we can teach him a lesson or bring out those gold bars."
Qi Chong shouted angrily: "Not a chance! Get lost or I’ll break your legs too!"
Upon hearing his wife mention gold, Qi Changsheng's anger flared up uncontrollably. They were all father and son—how could there be favoritism towards Qi Yunzhen? Every day they praised him for being capable like his father.
Today, I’m going to your house and see how a cripple can stop me!
Yu Chunmiao thought to himself, how long will this nonsense go on? He glanced once more at the family that had come to pick a fight and came up with a plan.
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