Daily Life in the 70s
Chapter 88: Fighting

Chapter 88: Chapter 88: Fighting

Chapter 88: The Fight

Sun Xiaojan sneered coldly and pointed at Yang PeiMin, "Don’t be fooled by her seemingly decent appearance..." She opened her mouth and started to bring up past childhood incidents.

Yang PeiMin heard that they were even pinning things related to her cousin Yang Peiqiong on her and couldn’t hold back anymore, "Sun Xiaojan, you still haven’t compensated me for the medical expenses, are you sure you want to air dirty laundry in public? Do you think it’s honorable to reveal each other’s family disgrace?"

Sun Xiaojan huffed, "It depends on who’s telling the truth. Everyone’s eyes are bright and clear. It’s really funny, why should I compensate you for medical expenses?"

Yang PeiMin glanced behind her and saw a young fellow. It was clear that he came with her, and judging from the way he secretly tugged at Sun Xiaojan’s sleeve, he was either a relative or her partner.

She had a feeling about it.

Pan Shuiqin also started asking about the medical expense. Yang PeiMin told her about it.

Pan Shuiqin spat out in disdain and placed her hands on her hips, ready to start cursing.

Yang PeiMin held her back and gestured to look ahead, "Sister, it’s our turn now."

Sun Xiaojan was still ranting in the back, but they couldn’t bother with her for the moment and told the sales clerk they wanted two pounds each.

The sales clerk lifted her eyelid, asking them with some irritation, "What’s all that noise about in the back?"

Anger appeared on Yang PeiMin’s face, "That person tried to cut in line and got called out. She was unwilling to go back and is now bad-mouthing everyone. It just so happens that both of us know her, and she even made up stories about us. We’re really unlucky to run into such an unreasonable and ill-mannered person. What does being from the city matter? Should country folks have to give way to her? Don’t you agree, young lady? If everyone were like her, wouldn’t it be chaos? What order would be left to speak of?"

The sales clerk scowled, "Just a single rat dropping spoils the entire pot of soup. Let her get out."

Yang PeiMin picked up her rice cake and nodded, "I really don’t understand how such a person even has a partner."

When Pan Shuiqin and she walked out, they looked at each other and smiled.

Sure enough, Sun Xiaojan’s shrill voice soon followed, "Why can’t I buy? Aren’t there still some left? Or are you saving them for yourself to eat?"

"What? I cut in line? I didn’t cut in line; everyone can testify for me."

"Oh, I get it now, it must have been those two women just now, wasn’t it? Those two with ill intentions, you shouldn’t listen to their nonsense. I queened up properly. Get them over here to confront me, with which eye did they see me cut in line? I’ll tear their mouths apart!"

"Why can’t I buy when I said I didn’t queue-cut? My partner can’t buy either? I’m telling you, if you don’t sell to me, I won’t leave."

The sales clerk was a hot-tempered person; if she didn’t leave, she wouldn’t sell. This caused the people queuing behind to start getting anxious.

In the end, Sun Xiaojan was almost carried out under the collective pressure of the crowd.

Only then did Pan Shuiqin burst into laughter.

It happened just as Sun Xiaojan was being jostled out and she saw it.

She suddenly lunged over with a howl.

Sun Xiaojan pounced toward Yang PeiMin, her hand shaped like a claw, aiming for her face. Yang PeiMin dodged her attack swiftly, but the momentum carried Sun Xiaojan forward, crashing to the ground.

Pan Shuiqin quickly grabbed Sun Xiaojan to stop her from further actions. Sun Xiaojan was in a crazed state, nearly hysterical, lashing out with arms and legs at Pan Shuiqin and cursing non-stop, "Yang PeiMin you wretch, how dare you plot against me, I’m going to scratch your face today!"

"Pan Shuiqin let me go, dare to hold me back, do you? I’ll make your elder sister-in-law crawl back to the Zhao family!"

Pan Shuiqin had the strength, but she couldn’t stop Sun Xiajuan’s crazed actions. She herself took a couple of kicks, and now she was getting angry too, reaching out to pinch the soft flesh at Sun Xiajuan’s waist.

Yang PeiMin also stood up, her buttocks throbbing from the impact. Remembering the pain from a recent hand injury, she was filled with rage and walked over to kick Sun Xiajuan in the shin.

"Du Shitou, are you dead or what? You see me getting beaten by these two women, and you’re not even helping!" Sun Xiajuan, in pain, screamed at her partner.

By this time, some concerned villagers had come over to pull them apart, and others were holding back Sun Xiajuan’s partner, advising, "Don’t let them fight. Can’t you resolve whatever issues you have peacefully?"

But Sun Xiajuan’s partner shrugged the person off and charged to join the fray.

Yang PeiMin instinctively shouted for Shen Yiguang.

Du Shitou, Sun Xiajuan’s partner, reached his hand out to slap her across the face, but Pan Shuiqin was entangled with Sun Xiajuan and being pulled back by someone. Feeling the hand whistling toward her, she quickly closed her eyes in fear.

The anticipated slap never came. Shen Yiguang had arrived. He grabbed the man’s wrist and threw him back.

He hurried to check on Yang PeiMin, "Did you get hit?"

She shook her head, saying with some fright, "Thank goodness you came."

They then joined the others in separating Pan Shuiqin and Sun Xiajuan.

A person from the Cooperative Society stepped outside, "What’s all this ruckus? How dare you fight here? I think you’re looking for trouble, itching to get a lesson from the police."

The innocent villagers quickly covered for them, "Nothing, they just bumped into each other by accident, exchanged a few words, and now it’s all sorted out, no harm done."

Sun Xiajuan, her hair in disarray and breathing heavily, glared at Yang PeiMin. Then, seeing her partner lying on the ground, she let out a piercing scream, the kind that was high and sharp enough to almost penetrate eardrums, "What happened to my man? Who hit him?"

She rushed over, her partner slowly getting up and nearly getting knocked down by her again, "Are you alright? I hope you’re not hurt anywhere. You have to say something; we’ll go to the police and get justice."

Seeing Sun Xiajuan’s annoying behavior, the Cooperative Society’s person couldn’t be bothered anymore, waving them off as if shooing flies, "Take your drama home, don’t block the entrance."

Sun Xiajuan was left stewing with rage.

Spotting Shen Yiguang’s military uniform, she quickly redirected her anger, pointing at him, "I’m going to report you to the commune, an army man beating people."

Yang PeiMin and Pan Shuiqin smoothed their hair while Yang whispered to Shen Yiguang, "Your wife was bullied just now, you need to stand up for me."

The grudges were new and old.

Shen Yiguang gave her a slight smile.

"Maybe it’s best we settle this at the police station. Your man, his charges won’t just be intentional harm, but also attempted hooliganism. It’s a good idea to get your leaders involved so they can take a good look."

Sun Xiajuan was so frightened she was rendered speechless.

The man quickly got to his feet, "No, I didn’t do anything like that, I was just trying to break up the fight, I’m fine, we don’t need the police."

"Oh, but that’s not what your lady says. See how concerned she is about you, you should be grateful..." Shen retorted humorously.

The man hastened to shake his head, "No..."

Seeing his cowardice, Sun Xiajuan felt her dignity slipping away in front of Yang PeiMin and the others, urgently saying, "Shitou, it hurt so much when I was hit... you can’t just..."

"Shut up, it’s all because of you stirring trouble. Let’s just leave it here." The man, full of resentment, shook off her hand. After apologizing to Yang PeiMin, he limped away, and, noticing that Shen Yiguang did not stop him, he hurried off as quickly as he could.