I am chasing a rough man in the 80s
Chapter 121: Can’t Stand These

Chapter 121: Chapter 121: Can’t Stand These

"A once-in-a-century broom star snagged by Yu Tiegen, only he would treasure her as if she’s a gem."

"Isn’t it? Have you seen what she’s done to the old Chen Family? Chen Kaide has been sick for a month, hasn’t he? Lun Lamei is pitiful too, a perfectly good marriage ruined by the broom star."

"Li Youcai used to be such a promising vocational school student, but just because he hung out with her, he ended up imprisoned!"

"They say there was a dispute between the two families, but in my view, it was all because of the broom star. It takes two to tango, how can it all be Li Youcai’s fault?"

The two gossipy women, the aunt and the older woman, kept talking more and more nonsensically.

They were passionately gesturing, with spittle flying.

"Exactly, it takes two to tango! So many people dislike her, if it’s not her fault then whose is it?"

"Oh, really? As far as I can see, in the entire Wang Family Village, the only ones who can’t stand my wife are you two, right?"

The sudden voice made the gossipers scream like they were being slaughtered.

It was like a ghostly apparition, utterly terrifying.

Yu Jingting walked over from the other side of the wall, a patented rogue grin on his face. As he spoke, he flexed his wrist. The chill in his eyes was enough to frighten the two long-tongued women out of their wits.

"It takes two to tango? Come on, bring your pancake faces over here. I’ll need only one hand to give you a good slap. Making the whole village laugh wouldn’t be a problem, from the first of the month to the fifteenth, you’ll see how much ’noise’ I can create!"

"Iro...Iron...Iron Root is here, haha..." The aunt squeezed out an ugly grin worse than crying, her legs quivering uncontrollably.

The older woman was like she’d seen a ghost and she kept retreating.

Sometime ago, Yu Jingting single-handedly overturned a table. It had left a deep psychological scar on her.

After two steps backward, the older woman felt something squishy under her feet and something slimy seeping into her shoes— Ah!

"Fresh cow dung, she really stepped on it." From a few steps away, Suizi had a clear view. Gross, it was utterly disgusting.

"Old lady! You stepped on dung because you didn’t watch your path, don’t blame it on my sister-in-law under the broom star’s curse!"

Jiaojiao popped out, making a loudspeaker with her hands.

One was not enough. Jiaojiao used her high-pitched voice to call out even louder.

"Don’t miss this spectacle! My great aunt stepped in dung! Whose cow dung is this? Come, come and look! She spoiled it! She ought to compensate!"

"What nonsense are you babbling!" The older woman couldn’t bear the shame, she flapped her dung-covered shoes and ran home howling.

Now, only the aunt was left. Looking at the stern-faced Yu Jingting in front of her, she felt a chill run down her spine.

"Repeat what you just said, what did you call my wife?" Yu Jingting asked, acting as if he was cleaning his ears.

"I didn’t say anything. It was your aunt who was scolding. Yes, it was all her..."

Fearing that Yu Jingting wouldn’t let her off, the aunt shifted all the blame onto the fleeing older woman.

"Auntie! My aunt said you were the one scolding my sister-in-law, she didn’t do anything!" Jiaojiao capitalized again on her loud voice and screamed at the retreating figure of the older woman.

You could hear the older woman cursing with the wind.

Suizi shook her head, these elderly women’s friendships, founded on a base of vilifying her, had just fallen apart. Tsk tsk.

"Block her, don’t let her get away!"

The sudden yell came from not far off.

The aunt recognized it as her husband’s voice and hastily turned to look.

A woman in a dilapidated cotton-padded jacket was running barefoot towards them, her hair disheveled, and her spirit appeared abnormal.

The aunt’s husband was chasing after this woman, and a crowd from their village was following.

The mad woman was running toward Suizi. Without a second thought, Jingting left the aunt and rushed towards Suizi.

"Tiegen! Quick! Stop her from running!" His uncle’s shouting came from behind.

Jingting yanked Suizi into his arms, and with the other hand, held Jiaojiao by the shoulders, his hawk-like eyes fixed on the mad woman.

The mad woman stopped five meters away from Jingting and his wife, hunched over, panting heavily.

Suizi saw that the woman was quite pretty, with big shimmering eyes, though her face was a bit dirty.

"Help, help me..." The woman’s gaze shifted between Yu Jingting and Suizi, finally settling on Suizi.

In her eyes was a deep longing for survival that twisted Suizi’s heart.

"Who is she?" Suizi asked Yu Jingting.

Yu Jingting shook his head.

He had never seen her before; there was no such madwoman in their village.

While they were speaking, their uncle and his men had already caught up.

"You whore! How dare you run away!" Their uncle slapped the woman across the face, knocking her to the ground.

Suizi’s heart shuddered watching this.

She was timid, couldn’t bear such sights; the woman’s cry caused goosebumps to break out all over Suizi’s body, made her feel as though her throat was stuffed with cotton, and made her shiver without being cold. All she could do was grasp Yu Jingting’s hand, looking at him for help.

The group of men behind their uncle charged over and tied up the woman on the ground. Still unsatisfied, their uncle raised his foot to kick her.

"Stop!" Yu Jingting reluctantly interfered, catching his wife’s cue.

He wouldn’t normally intervene in other people’s affairs, but since it was his wife’s request, he simply complied.

The uncle, tough with this woman, didn’t dare do anything to Yu Jingting and quickly tucked in his leg with a feigned laugh.

"Tiegen, why are you here?"

"Who is she?" Yu Jingting motioned towards the woman on the ground.

"Ah, just a madwoman, don’t know where she came from, just showed up at our doorstep yesterday. We took pity on her, so we brought her home."

Suizi saw the woman’s nose bleeding from being hit. She felt extremely uncomfortable, crouching down, pulling a handkerchief out of her pocket, and gently wiped the woman’s face.

"Save me." The woman, tears in her eyes, looked at Suizi. Among all these people, she instinctively felt that Suizi was different.

"Why do you have to beat her when you’re saving her? You guys can’t tie her up! No one has the right to limit someone else’s personal freedom!" Suizi reached out to pull at the ropes on the woman.

"What are you doing?! This is my wife!"

A man with a skewed mouth, crooked eyes, and a limp stormed over, bent over to pull Suizi.

Yu Jingting stepped on the man’s shoulder, and with a slight push, the man was kicked and rolled over on his back.

The men behind the man swarmed over.

"Oh ho, dare to confront me?" Yu Jingting looked around, bold and domineering.

Crossing the village, the reputation of the First Street thug was infamous, and no one dared to step forward.

"Wang Wulai, you got the guts to pull my wife?"

Yu Jingting stepped on the fallen man, Wang Wulai screamed in pain.

Their uncle quickly came over to mediate.

"Tiegen, don’t bother with him. It’s all a misunderstanding. My nephew didn’t mean to lose his temper with your wife."

Suizi confirmed that this woman had a mental issue.

She helped clean up the bloodstains on the woman’s face.

Seeing several bruises on the woman’s face and strangulation marks on her neck, Suizi felt anger rising in her chest.

That Wang Wulai guy, with his twisted face and limping leg, Suizi put two and two together.

This mentally unstable woman had landed in this village, and was found by Wang Wulai’s family.

These people wanted to keep this woman to marry Wang Wulai.

When the woman refused, they beat and scolded her, even restricted her freedom. How was this different from human trafficking?

Suizi could never stand for such acts of human trafficking, even before she was pregnant. Now that she was expecting, she found it even more intolerable.

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