Chapter 29: Has Jiang Feixiang Taken the Wrong Medicine?
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“All right, Mother, stop crying. Didn’t we come here to see Pear Blossom? Where is she?”
Madam Zhou thought there was something very wrong with her son.
Usually, her son was hot-tempered and spoke so loudly that his voice could make one’s ears ring. How was it that he was being so mild now, even speaking in such a pleasant, friendly tone?
Madam Zhou pointed toward the main room.
Jiang Feixiang rose and walked inside. Looking at Pear Blossom, he said, “Pear Blossom, we’re the ones who wronged you. Don’t worry. From now on, your big brother will protect you.”
Had this fellow taken the wrong medicine?
Jiang Lihua stared at him suspiciously.
“Big Brother, what are you talking about?” Jiang Orchid said. “How have we wronged her? Look at the food she eats, the clothes she wears, and the place she lives. Which of those isn’t better than ours?”
Jiang Feixiang glared at her. “Orchid, shut your mouth! Didn’t you hear that the Yang family nearly got her killed?”
Then he turned to Jiang Lihua. “Pear Blossom, I’m going to the Yang family to avenge you.”
Jiang Lihua ignored him. She had no idea what he was trying to pull.
When Jiang Feixiang saw that she did not answer, he did not get angry. He simply walked out on his own.
Madam Zhou ran after him. “Feixiang, where are you going?”
Jiang Orchid also set down her chopsticks and hurried after him.
Jiang Lihua was curious to see what they were up to, so she took Pearwood and Dustcloud by the hand and followed.
The villagers found the whole group rather odd and had no idea what was happening, but they followed along to see the excitement.
Meanwhile, the Yang family’s courtyard was far from peaceful.
Ever since the incident before, Yang Wenbin had completely lost face and had hidden himself at home, refusing to go out.
Huang Yingrong had never thought much of him to begin with, and now she resented him even more.
Since marrying into the family, she had behaved like a pampered young lady, doing nothing but sit in the main room, cracking sunflower seeds and cursing everyone around her.
Madam Sun had nearly fought herself to death with her over it, but Huang Yingrong refused to back down. The two of them were forever coming to blows.
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Sure enough, early that morning, Madam Sun told Huang Yingrong to take breakfast to Yang Wenbin.
Huang Yingrong refused, and the two of them started quarreling again.
“Does your son have no legs or no hands? Can’t he come out and eat by himself? Why do I have to carry his food in to him? He’s nothing but a useless cripple.”
“Huang Yingrong, don’t think you’re so important just because your grandfather is the village head. My son is a licentiate.”
“Hmph, a licentiate? I think that’s all he’ll ever be.”
She even compared him with Wen Yu, saying that the young licentiate not only studied but also ran a business, and had built a school together with the old licentiate.
What talent did her son possess besides reciting a few lines of poetry?
Yang Wenbin had to listen to Huang Yingrong humiliate him like this every day.
Today, he finally could not bear it any longer. They were married now, after all; even if she wanted to report him, it was too late.
He flung open the door, strode up to Huang Yingrong, seized the front of her clothes, and, without saying a word, slapped her several times across the face.
The blows left Huang Yingrong stunned. When she came to her senses, she flew into a rage, grabbed the shoulder pole leaning behind the door, and began striking Yang Wenbin with it.
Yang Wenbin ran, dodging as he went.
Huang Yingrong pursued him relentlessly, while Madam Sun shouted curses behind them.
Jiang Feixiang kicked open the Yang family’s gate, and the scene that met everyone’s eyes was one of utter chaos.
At the sound, all three of them stopped at once.
Seeing the broad, burly Jiang Feixiang, Madam Sun demanded, “Who are you? What do you want?”
Jiang Feixiang gave a cold snort. “I’m Pear Blossom’s older brother. You’ve bullied my sister for all these years, and I’ve come to teach you a lesson.”
With that, Jiang Feixiang strode over to Yang Wenbin.
He seized him and began beating him savagely, punching him from left and right. After more than a dozen blows, Yang Wenbin’s face was swollen and bruised, his nose bloodied.
Madam Sun could not pull Jiang Feixiang away. She sat to one side and wailed at the top of her lungs.
Huang Yingrong was delighted. She laughed loudly and clapped her hands in approval. “Well done! Hit him! Hit him harder!”
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Madam Zhou hurried over, afraid that Jiang Feixiang would seriously injure someone, and rushed forward to stop him.
“Feixiang, stop hitting him. Let’s go, quickly. Your sister was simply born unlucky. We sold her to the Yang family back then, so it wasn’t wrong for them to beat her.”
Jiang Lihua had just arrived with the two younger children when she heard Madam Zhou’s words. She stopped short, furious.
Hearing this, Madam Sun seized on the statement as though it were a lifeline.
“That’s right! Back then, she belonged to us. Whether we beat her or scolded her was none of your concern. If you don’t leave now, I’ll report you to the authorities and have you arrested.”
Madam Zhou grew even more frightened and tugged desperately at her son, trying to stop him from continuing.
Seeing that Yang Wenbin had already fainted, Jiang Feixiang finally stopped.
“Hmph. Don’t you dare bother my sister again.”
With that, he left Yang Wenbin where he lay and pulled Madam Zhou out of the Yang family’s courtyard.
“Mother, what you said just now will hurt Pear Blossom. She’s had a hard enough time already.”
At those words, Madam Zhou stared at him with wide eyes. Had her son been possessed?
“My boy, what nonsense are you talking about? How is her life in any way worse than ours now? What hardship has she suffered?”
Madam Zhou’s words were exactly the same as Jiang Orchid’s.
Knowing there was no reasoning with her, Jiang Feixiang walked over to Jiang Lihua.
“Pear Blossom, don’t blame Mother. She’s always been like this. Once you’ve spent more time with her, you’ll get used to it.”
Jiang Lihua studied him with a probing gaze.
She could not understand how a person could change so drastically from one moment to the next. Could it be that, like her, he had somehow acquired an entirely different soul?
Under her stare, Jiang Feixiang grew a little embarrassed. Scratching his head, he asked, “Pear Blossom, why do you keep looking at me?”
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