Disaster Apocalypse: Farming, Family, and My Hidden Secret Space-Chapter 27: Suffered a loss

Suddenly, he was no longer so anxious.

Old Man Meng might not be anxious, but Hua Liu was growing desperate.

If his wife lost face, it reflected badly on him, and seeing her being taken advantage of, how could he not be anxious?

He quickly said, "Brothers, you see, it’s just some quarreling. Let the sisters-in-law let go. We can’t let such a trivial matter ruin the harmony between us. Am I right, brothers?"

"Indeed, we can’t ruin the harmony. But Hua Liu, we’re all from the same village, you know my wife has a fiery temper. It’s fine when she’s in a good mood, but right now, I don’t dare interfere. Besides, matters between women should be sorted out by themselves. We men shouldn’t get involved, lest someone gets seriously hurt. Don’t you think, Hua Liu?" Hua Sanshan glanced at Hua Liu with half-closed eyes, giving a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes as he threw the problem back to Hua Liu.

Under the intense gaze of the two, Hua Liu felt helpless even if he wanted to help his wife. Seeing her pinned to the ground, crying "ouch, ouch," his expression darkened. Just as he was about to scold his daughter-in-law, who was standing by instead of helping, he saw that his eldest daughter-in-law was being pulled by the hair by Old Man Meng’s daughter-in-law, not faring much better than her mother-in-law.

The women were in a chaotic brawl. Apart from a few trying to break up the fight, the villagers watching were thoroughly enjoying the spectacle, grinning widely.

Where else could you find such drama early in the morning? All that was missing was someone bringing a bowl of rice for a proper show.

Even those trying to break up the fight were biased because the Zhao family had a reputation in the village that left people speechless.

Not speechless in a good way, but so speechless that even the village dogs avoided them.

Already being beaten down, Old Zhao’s plight worsened because of the biased intervention, leaving her utterly powerless, scratched and pinched, her face and body a mess.

"I give up, I give up, stop hitting me, I was wrong..."

In immense pain, Zhao finally couldn’t bear it, admitting defeat and begging for mercy.

The unspeakable areas hurt the most.

Yet, Lin and Mao seemed deaf, their hands continued to pinch, making her scream in pain.

This scene truly satisfied Hua’s wife and Qi’s wife, though they symbolically said, "Stop fighting, stop fighting."

As for stopping the fight, forget it. It was good enough that they didn’t take the opportunity to pinch a few times themselves.

Didn’t you see that the old man (father-in-law) didn’t move either?

Seeing his wife, hair disheveled and screaming in pain, Hua Liu couldn’t help but tremble. Left with no choice, he had to seek help from the village chief.

"Village chief, please intervene!"

"Only now you remember me, the village chief? Earlier, when I told you to manage your wife, why didn’t you? And look how quickly, after I spoke, you didn’t manage her... others intervened for you, didn’t they?"

Old Man Hua glanced at him lightly, seeing that the lesson taught was adequate, eventually shouted, "Everyone, stop."

After all, he’s the village chief.

The village chief’s face must be respected. As soon as he spoke, Mao and Lin stopped, and the women who were breaking up the fight kindly helped Old Zhao up from the ground. Even Lin’s daughter-in-law released Little Huaniang’s hair.

Once the crowd dispersed, two disheveled, crying women were left on the ground. Especially Old Zhao, being pinned and beat by two people, had never suffered such humiliation, with hardly a spot on her body not aching.

...She was crying as if the sky was falling!

The noise made people’s heads ache.

"Hua Liu..." The suddenly raised voice clearly showed Old Man Hua’s dwindling patience.

Hua Liu hurriedly pulled his wife up, gave her a disdainful look, and scolded, "You’re still crying, aren’t you ashamed."

Usually quite fierce, yet unable to beat two women, Hua Liu’s face was dark with anger.

"Enough, go home and cry. If there’s nothing else, everyone disperse." Old Man Hua’s head hurt from the crying, his patience gone, he turned to leave.

"Village chief..." Hua Liu hadn’t forgotten why he came early that morning, hurriedly spoke up.

As for Zhao, immersed in her resentment, had long forgotten the purpose of their visit, glaring at Mao and Lin with eyes like daggers.

"Hua Liu, do you think I’m very idle as the village chief? If you have something to say, hurry up," Old Man Hua frowned and glared at Hua Liu.

"How can the village chief of Hua Village be idle? That’s impossible!" Hua Liu glanced at the crowd awkwardly, "Village chief, about my son being beaten... shouldn’t you look into it."

"I’m just a village chief. If you want an investigation, go to the authorities. What can I do? Hua Liu, you’re overestimating me."

"Village chief, it happened in the village, you can’t ignore it!"

"I’d like to, but who do you think beat your son?"

"I... I don’t know, but..."

"If you don’t know, what can I do? Do you think I can investigate? Rather than wasting time here, shouldn’t you be taking your son to see a doctor with him in such pain?"

"Village chief, surely it must be someone from our village since my son was beaten at our doorstep last night. It can’t be outsiders."

"Hua Liu, we have over two hundred households in our village, yet you can’t name anyone? I can’t handle this. I can’t offend the entire village over something unfounded, right? Instead of wasting time here, why don’t you go home and think about why it was your family that got targeted?"

"Village chief, what do you mean?"

His eldest son was inexplicably beaten at home, his wife and daughter-in-law beaten in front of him, frustration already burning in Hua Liu’s heart. Hearing the village chief’s obviously biased words, he couldn’t suppress his anger anymore, looking at Old Man Hua with a grim face.

"What do I mean? I mean go home and think about it, Hua Liu, I’m being blunt but truthful. If I wasn’t the village chief, I wouldn’t bother reminding you."

Old Man Hua didn’t want to waste more words, gave Hua Liu’s dark face a glance, then looked at the villagers watching, "Go home, is there no work at home? Aren’t you all just busybodies?"

"Let’s go, let’s go, everyone disperse," Old Man Meng also shouted.

Watching a bit of drama is fine, but causing trouble while watching, even if Old Man Hua didn’t speak up, Old Man Meng was ready to call his family to leave, to avoid staying and watching those irritating people.

"Pah," Madam Lin spat at Zhao, unable to quench her anger, spat again before leaving with her old man.

With someone taking the lead, soon the village chief’s doorstep was cleared except for Hua Liu’s family.

After such a fuss, not a single person speaking for them, their reputation... is truly unspeakable.

Old Man Hua didn’t bother looking at Hua Liu’s family, glanced at his wife, face stern, turned and went back into the courtyard.

His wife snorted coldly and went into the courtyard with her daughter-in-law.

Hua Chengtian, who had been standing silently, shadowed his gaze over that family, especially at Hua Xiaodan, who couldn’t stand steadily from the pain.

Coming to make trouble early in the morning, it seems they weren’t beaten hard enough last night if they can still stand and walk, Hua Chengtian gave a cold smile, making the people at the gate shiver in fear.

Amidst the excitement, they forgot Hua Chengtian’s nasty nature.

In his youth, he was the fiercest and best fighter among the village youth, several young men couldn’t lay a hand on him, scarcely anyone of his peers hadn’t been beaten by him, also very vengeful and petty.

With that look, if there was previously just suspicion, now it was almost certain, the eldest son’s injuries couldn’t be unrelated to him.

As for the reason? Hua Liu thought of Hua Xiaocao.

Truly a jinx, Hua Liu was starting to regret instigating the commotion with his wife.

"Uncle Hua Liu, don’t you want to go home? How about coming inside for some tea?"

If not for his sinister smile, one would really think he was hospitable.