svetikya Chapter 93 Anyone who dares to touch my wife, just try it!
Chapter 93 Anyone who dares to touch my wife, just try it!
Just then, a burst of noisy voices came from outside, mixed with the crackling sound of a loudspeaker.
"Feeding? Hey! Attention everyone!"
The loudspeaker blared. The voice wasn't Liu Baoguo's, but that of Wang Dazhu, the militia company commander, and it sounded a bit weak.
"That...about what happened last night at the west end of the village, it's purely...purely a misunderstanding! It was a malicious act by the scoundrel Li Laizi to retaliate against and frame the children of revolutionary cadres! Everyone, don't believe or spread rumors! Anyone who dares to gossip will have their work points deducted! They'll be sent to the main force for 're-education'!"
Wang Qiao burst out laughing, pointing out the window: "Listen to this! This is what you call protesting too much! If it really wasn't true, why would they bring out a loudspeaker to scare people? Isn't this just putting a pot on their own head?"
But the broadcast not only failed to silence the crowd, it was like pouring a ladle of water into a pot of boiling oil.
The commotion outside the courtyard grew louder and louder, and the screams and cries of a woman could be faintly heard.
"I don't want to live anymore! That bitch ruined my life! I'm going to kill her!"
The sound grew closer, accompanied by chaotic footsteps and exclamations from those around them, sweeping towards the alleyway leading to the Qin family's residence.
Li Xianglian trembled, her face turning deathly pale: "This...this is Sister Chunhua's voice?"
Wang Qiao peeked out through the window crack and saw dust flying at the entrance of the alley, where several people were pulling at each other.
"My goodness! Liu Chunhua has truly gone mad!"
Wang Qiao exclaimed in surprise, "She wasn't hiding at home, too ashamed to show her face, so why did she come out with her hair all disheveled? And in her hand... in her hand is a big pair of scissors?!"
Qin Rushan was hanging clothes out to dry in the yard when he heard the noise. He slammed the clothes he was holding onto the clothesline with a "smack," splashing water droplets everywhere.
He turned around without saying a word, strode to the gate of the courtyard, and casually picked up a thick wooden stick used for tethering cattle that was leaning against the gate.
He didn't put on any airs; he just stood there at the door, like a black demon guarding the entrance.
At the other end of the alley, Liu Chunhua stood with her hair disheveled, still wearing her tattered and haphazardly patched dirty clothes, and one of her shoes was missing.
Wielding a large pair of scissors, she broke free from the wailing and wailing Liu Da Niang behind her, her eyes red, and charged toward the Qin family's gate.
"Li Xianglian! You vixen! You stole my man! You're the one who made me get defiled by Li Laizi! I'll tear your face apart! I'll die with you!"
Liu Chunhua has gone mad at this point.
The trauma of that night, coupled with the pointing fingers and whispers of the entire village when she woke up in the morning, her disheveled appearance, and the stench that she couldn't wash off, completely shattered her pitiful self-esteem.
She had only one thought in her mind: if she didn't ruin Li Xianglian's seductive face, she would never be able to swallow this anger until she died!
The large pair of scissors gleamed coldly in the sunlight. Her hair was disheveled, her eyes were bloodshot, and she had lost one shoe. She stumbled along the gravelly dirt road, her screams more agonizing than those of a pig being slaughtered.
"Go to hell! Go to hell! It's all your fault, you slut, that I'm ruined!"
At the entrance of the Qin family compound, the crowd of onlookers scattered in a large circle, terrified that they might be accidentally injured by this madwoman.
Only Qin Rushan stood firmly and steadily at the entrance.
He didn't raise the jujube wood stick in his hand; he just leaned it diagonally on the ground. His usually fierce eagle eyes were now slightly narrowed, exuding a chilling aura.
Just as Liu Chunhua rushed forward, raised the scissors, and was about to burst through the door...
Qin Rushan made a move.
He didn't make any unnecessary movements, and didn't even use the stick.
Just as the scissors were about to fall, he suddenly raised his foot and kicked Liu Chunhua's wrist with lightning speed.
"Clang!"
The large scissors flew out of his hand, spinning several meters away before finally embedding themselves deeply into the trunk of the old locust tree in front of Zhao Tieniu's house, its tail still humming and trembling.
Immediately afterwards, Qin Rushan's kick, still carrying considerable force, shifted to the side and landed directly on Liu Chunhua's lower abdomen.
"ah--!"
Liu Chunhua screamed and flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto the dusty ground and sliding several feet backward before coming to a stop.
This fall shattered the last bit of her energy and spirit.
She clutched her stomach, curled up like a shrimp on the muddy ground, in so much pain that her cries were stuck in her throat, leaving only hissing gasps.
The entire venue was deathly silent.
No one expected that Qin Rushan would be so ruthless towards women, showing no mercy whatsoever.
Qin Rushan slowly withdrew his foot, dusted off his trousers, and looked down at the woman on the ground. "Liu Chunhua, for your father's sake, I held back my kick just now. If you dare to take another step forward, I'll cripple you."
At this moment, Aunt Liu, who had been chasing after them, rushed forward, crying and grabbing her daughter on the ground. Her wails were deafening: "Murder! Qin Rushan has murdered someone! Is there no law anymore?! If anything happens to my daughter, I'll make sure the Qin family pays the price!"
"The law?"
Qin Rushan sneered, his laughter filled with sarcasm.
He took a step forward, and the menacing aura emanating from him, as if crawling out of a pile of corpses, startled Aunt Liu, causing her to stop crying and instinctively shrink back.
"Your daughter stormed into my house with scissors, trying to kill my wife. That's assault. I was acting in self-defense."
Qin Rushan glanced around at the villagers who were peering out, his voice not loud, but firm and resolute, "Everyone was watching closely just now; those shears are still stuck in the tree. Whether you want to go to the police station or the commune, I, Qin Rushan, will accompany you to the end!"
These words were well-reasoned, supported by evidence, and delivered with great conviction.
The surrounding villagers, who had come to watch the spectacle, immediately changed their tune when they saw the mother and daughter throwing a tantrum on the ground and then looked at the terrifying giant shears in the tree.
"Exactly! Liu Chunhua is too ruthless; wielding scissors is an attempt to kill!"
"He himself was so indecent that he went into the cornfield, and he still has the nerve to blame Li Xianglian? It's like blaming the outhouse for your own inability to poop!"
"Qin Rushan is just protecting his own. If I were him, I'd kick him too! Anyone who dares to touch my wife should try!"
The murmurs surged in like a tidal wave, each word like a slap in the face, making the Liu mother and daughter's skin sting.
At this moment, Liu Baoguo finally arrived, panting heavily.
He nearly lost his life running this way, originally intending to capture this shameful daughter and bring her back, but he never expected to see such a scene as soon as he arrived.
Seeing his daughter lying on the ground like a dead dog, Liu Baoguo felt a mixture of pain and hatred.
He pointed at Qin Rushan, his fingers trembling as if he had Parkinson's: "Qin Rushan! You...you beast! Even if Chunhua was wrong, you can't be so cruel! She's a young woman who hasn't even married yet!"
"A young lady?"
Qin Rushan sneered, his disdain like a slap in Liu Baoguo's face. "Secretary, the whole village saw the show in the cornfield last night. The commotion, the poses—you call that a young woman? Even the prostitutes in the brothels are more reserved than her."
That's a really harsh statement.
Several hooligans around couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Liu Baoguo's old face instantly turned a deep shade of liver, filled with shame and embarrassment, wishing he could disappear into the ground on the spot.
He had been a tyrant in the village for twenty years, relying on his shamelessness and prestige, but today this father and daughter had completely disgraced him.
"You...you..." Liu Baoguo clutched his chest, almost unable to catch his breath.
"Qin Rushan! This is a personal attack! It's undermining unity! I'm going to report you to the commune! I'll have you arrested and paraded through the streets!" Liu Baoguo roared, his voice trembling with fear.
Qin Rushan took a step forward, forcing Liu Baoguo to subconsciously take two steps back.
"Sue me? Fine."
Qin Rushan slung the stick over his shoulder, looking every bit the menacing god. "Perfect, let's go to the commune together and have a word with them. Bring Li Laizi along, bring all the witnesses from last night, and that pair of scissors."
He leaned closer to Liu Baoguo, lowered his voice, and said in a volume only the two of them could hear, "Secretary, last night I took a bed sheet from the kang (heated brick bed). You should know what's on it. It's irrefutable proof of my wife's innocence. If you want to make a big deal out of this, I, Qin Rushan, will see you through to the end. We'll see if I end up in jail, or if your whole family is ruined!"