"Chen Shengjun, I heard that your sister-in-law sleeps on the same kang as you four brothers. It’s pitch black at night; has your sister-in-law ever crawled into the wrong quilt?"
"Oh, if your sister-in-law crawled into the wrong quilt, then you three brothers would have really taken advantage of your eldest brother."
"Chen Shengjun, tell us the truth, has your sister-in-law ever crawled into your quilt?"
"Hahaha... She must have, otherwise, why would Chen Shengjun be so pent up that he’d go after Auntie Qiu?"
"Chen Shengjun, I’d say you’re being pretty unprincipled. Auntie Qiu is Guoping’s mother. If you had succeeded, wouldn’t you have become Guoping’s stepfather?"
"Stepfather, my ass. He’d be beaten to death by Uncle Dasheng and Brother Guoping before he even got anywhere."
...
Chen Shengjun was surrounded by a group of men, being mocked and ridiculed, their words growing increasingly vile.
Chen Shengjun’s veins bulged with rage, and he gritted his teeth. "I don’t sleep on the same kang as my eldest brother and sister-in-law. I sleep in the small shed, and my eldest brother and sister-in-law’s room has a partition. It’s impossible for my sister-in-law to crawl into the wrong quilt. Show some mercy with your tongues and stop splashing filth on my sister-in-law. Don’t let your words drive her to the point where she can’t go on living."
One man said indignantly, "Chen Shengjun, we’re just joking around. Why are you taking it so seriously?"
"Exactly, we’re just cracking a joke, how is that being merciless?"
"Chen Shengjun, you dare to curse us? Are you looking for a beating?"
"Alright, don't hit him. Look at his pathetic state; he can't even beat Yuanchun. I have no interest in laying a hand on him."
Just then, the village chief arrived late.
Qiu Guihua and Ding Xiaotao stopped and prepared to let go of Old Woman Chen.
But Old Woman Chen was asking for it, continuing to curse and swear, "Feng Yuanchun, you little bitch, you dare hit my son? See if I don't tear your face off, you little slut..."
*Slap, slap, slap...*
Liu Qingqiu, who had been watching from the sidelines without participating in the fight, rushed over and slapped Old Woman Chen several times. "You old hag, my daughter hit your son because he deserved it. Your son had it coming! You dare curse my daughter? I’ll fight you to the death!"
Liu Qingqiu wasn't good at fighting and didn't have much strength. When Old Woman Chen pushed her, she nearly fell, but Ding Xiaotao was sharp-eyed and quick-handed, catching her in time.
Ding Xiaotao was furious. "You old bitch, you dare hit my second sister-in-law? I’ll fight you!"
She and Qiu Guihua lunged forward again and gave Old Woman Chen a sound beating.
The village chief had a headache. "Stop, stop it now! Dasheng, Sansheng, why aren't you pulling your wives away?"
Feng Dasheng didn't move. "Village Chief, this isn't my wife's fault. It's really that Shengjin's mother is just asking for a beating. My Yuanchun didn't provoke her, yet she bullied her and cursed her. You heard the filthy language she used to curse Yuanchun just now. My Yuanchun is a young girl; how could she endure such abuse? My wife was just furious and wanted to vent for her niece."
Old Woman Chen immediately began to wail, "Oh, there’s no justice! Two sisters-in-law ganging up on me—they’re trying to kill me... Village Chief, you can't be biased. If Ding Cuilan doesn't give me an explanation for this, I’m going to go live and eat at her house!"
Grandma Feng had stayed home to wash the dishes and pots, arriving at the warehouse a few steps late, just in time to hear Old Woman Chen’s words.
Grandma Feng was so angry she ran over, spat a mouthful of saliva onto Old Woman Chen’s face, and cursed, "In your dreams! Daydreaming in broad daylight, and you dare to come to my house to eat and live? See if I don't beat the shit and piss out of you!"
"You old hag, I..."
Old Woman Chen looked fierce and wanted to lunge forward, but she was wary of Qiu Guihua and Ding Xiaotao, who were glaring at her, so she didn't dare move.
She lowered her eyes and swallowed her anger, saying, "Village Chief, you decide. How is this matter going to be settled?"