nashuaworldcup Chapter 21 Kick him until he's dizzy and slap her until she sees stars.
Chapter 21 Kick him until he's dizzy and slap her until she sees stars.
Early the next morning, Shan Qiyu and her daughter Meng Fuqing took the finished embroidery and the tightly wrapped ginseng and left the village to head to the neighboring village.
The neighboring village is called Shili Village, which is a large village. The village head of Mengjia Village is from Shili Village.
Shili Village has a large population, and many families own livestock. Every day, people drive oxcarts and donkey carts to take villagers to the town and county.
From the original owner's memories, we know that Mengjia Village belongs to Shili Town, Qingping County.
Although Mengjia Village is a small mountain village, it is not far from the town and county seat. It only takes an hour to get to the town by oxcart, and about two hours to get to the county seat.
Ancient carriages and roads were very bumpy; sitting on them felt like your internal organs were shifting.
Meng Fuqing had bled and sweated in the apocalypse, but she had never experienced the backache and sore buttocks from being jostled around. She felt like her soul was about to fly away on the bus, yet there were still people who made her uncomfortable.
There was only one burly man on the oxcart, separated from the other women by his wife; in the countryside, such formalities weren't observed.
The man kept staring at the mother and daughter with a disdainful expression.
After looking her over, he said to his wife beside him, "These days, you can encounter all sorts of strange things. I've said before that promiscuous and unfaithful women should be drowned in a pig cage, otherwise they'll leave a foul smell wherever they go."
His wife had a black mole on her chin, which made her look unlucky. Upon hearing this, she intentionally or unintentionally blocked the mother and daughter's view with her body, as if she was afraid that someone would steal her man.
"What the boss is saying is true. The morals are bad these days, and everyone has been corrupted by one or two people. Only our village head is soft-hearted."
After saying that, as if that wasn't enough, the woman said to the old man driving the cart, "Uncle, you'd better watch your step in the future, don't just pick up anyone, or people won't want to ride in your cart anymore!"
Dan Qiyu held her eldest daughter's hand tightly to comfort her, and told herself with her head down that they would be in town soon, and everything would be alright once they got there.
Since Meng Shaoyuan passed away, there has been no peace in the family. She didn't want to cause any more trouble.
She could tolerate it, but Meng Fuqing couldn't. She suddenly opened her eyes and said coldly, "If you don't want to sit, get off!"
"Hey you little bitch, how dare you talk like that!" the woman glared angrily.
The man, seeing his wife being scolded by a young girl, also got angry and shouted, "Who are you telling to get out?"
The others on the bus urged, "Alright, alright, everyone, say less..."
Meng Fuqing: "Whoever jumps up should get out of here."
The man was shocked that a little girl was not afraid of him and even dared to talk back to him. He felt he had lost face and, his face trembling, he raised his hand to strike her.
Dan Qiyu instinctively tried to shield her daughter, but Meng Fuqing held her down and kicked the man in the face.
The kick sent the man flying off the car. Luckily, the road was narrow, just wide enough for one car to pass. The man was cushioned by the weeds beneath him and wasn't seriously injured, though he was almost swallowed up by the roadside weeds.
The man's wife shouted "Husband!" and turned her face away angrily, lunging at Meng Fuqing. She raised her hand to grab Meng Fuqing's hair, but was slapped across the face and fell to the side, her ears ringing.
The oxcart had already stopped, and the old driver helped the man up from the roadside and walked him toward the cart. Upon seeing this, he instinctively stopped.
The car fell silent for a moment.
Shan Qiyu stared blankly at her daughter, who remained motionless.
Meng Fuqing's icy gaze swept over everyone. "The person who broke into my house in the middle of the night and defamed my mother is now kneeling at my door to apologize. When you return home tonight, you may still hear that he has been kneeling at my door all day."
"If you fellow villagers can't control your mouths that spread rumors, just tell me, and I'll help you. Don't forget, I, Meng Fuqing, was beaten since I was a child, and I'm not afraid of anything, even a fight to the death."
Upon hearing this, Shan Qiyu's heart trembled, and she struggled to hold back her tears.
The troublemaking couple, one kicked so hard he was dizzy and the other slapped so hard he saw stars, were furious and just wanted to rush up and beat Meng Fuqing to death.
Before they could do anything, the driver stopped them, shouting, "You two, stop right there! If you cause any more trouble, you won't be able to ride this carriage!"
"You're Qing'er, aren't you? Your temper is a bit too fiery. No matter what, you shouldn't resort to violence just because you disagree with someone, right?" the old coachman couldn't help but say.
Before Meng Fuqing could answer, Shan Qiyu spoke first, her eyes red, "Uncle probably didn't see it. He, a grown man, tried to lay a hand on my daughter. Did he expect her to just sit back and wait to be beaten? Everyone else in the car saw it!"
The remaining two women looked around and nodded vaguely.
"right."
"Absolutely."
They were all secretly thinking: When did the young girl from Mengjia Village become so powerful? Not only did she kick someone so far away, but she was also incredibly scary.
The old man driving the cart knew the couple well; he was their elder. "Why are you two making veiled insults at them? How dare you, a grown man, act like a gossipy woman!"
"Uncle! I..."
The old man waved his hand: "Let me tell you, Brother Sun has been so angry these past few days because of the mess Sun Dacheng made that he can't even eat. He has to pay ten bushels of grain to apologize. I can't control your relationship with Sun Dacheng, but I can't control your loose tongue. I'll pretend I didn't see him get physical. As for all that nonsense, don't ride in my car again!"
"Ten dou?!" someone exclaimed, looking at Shan Qiyu with a hint of envy.
In those days, getting ten bushels of grain for free was an incredibly good thing.
Meng Fuqing pretended not to see it; she just wanted some peace and quiet. After her outburst, the rest of the journey became completely quiet, just as she wished, and no one dared to utter a single word.
Only the man's wife, with five finger marks on one side of her face, would glare at Meng Fuqing from time to time.
Shan Qiyu pulled Meng Fuqing into her arms and glared back, "What are you looking at? Isn't your face hurt enough?"
The man's wife rolled her eyes and turned her head away.
She despises people who need their daughters to stand up for them.
Meng Fuqing felt quite uncomfortable being nestled in someone's arms. She tried to sit up straight, but then she heard Shan Qiyu say in a low voice, "Qingqing, did you not sleep well last night? Take a break while we're on our way, we'll be in town soon."
Meng Fuqing is a light sleeper and will wake up at the slightest noise. Last night, a cat was meowing outside, and she got up very early this morning. She was indeed a little sleep-deprived, so she closed her eyes to rest as soon as she got in the car.
With the wind so strong, who could possibly sleep?
Thinking this, she stopped struggling and slowly closed her eyes, leaning against this thin but warm body.
When I opened my eyes again, the oxcart had already arrived at Shili Town.
Shili Town is a small town with five streets in total, where villagers can buy most of their daily necessities.