The Eldest Daughter of a Rural Family
Chapter 907 - 201: Entering the Door Can_2

Chapter 907: Chapter 201: Entering the Door Can_2

Pei Qin came over, grabbed his lapel, pulled him up, and punched him in the eye, throwing him to the ground, "Before you stirred things up, you should have thought about getting beaten!"

Fang Zhi, trembling in pain, stretched out his hand pointing at Pei Qin, opened his mouth but could not speak, and drool kept flowing.

Everyone watched, feeling that Fang Zhi had it coming. Useless yet meddling in affairs, crazed with the desire for wealth, instigating Fang Li. He didn’t even consider his own weight.

Pei Qin no longer looked at him, and directly entered the house with Pei Yuan and Pei Qian.

Seeing her intervene and start by hitting Fang Zhi, Fang Li’s eyes blazed with even more resentful rage.

Pei Qin watched coldly, then glanced at Widow Yang, seeing her crying piteously, "A woman in her twenties or thirties acting all delicate and pitiful. Big uncle, don’t you find that disgusting? With so many pretty, young women around, why settle for this old wife!"

Her disdainful and contemptuous demeanor made Widow Yang’s face stiffen with rage.

Fang Li, face darkening, clenched his teeth and coldly said, "Pei Qin! Are you here to cause trouble?"

Pei Qin smiled, "I’m not the leisurely type to cause trouble, even if I were idle, I wouldn’t feel like bothering with your household affairs. I just came to tell you something. Pei Houli and Meng’s have been accused of adultery; Meng’s mother-in-law reported it to the Government Office, and by law, he was beaten with eighty heavy sticks."

"You’re going to report me!?" Fang Li’s eyes widened; he hadn’t thought of this at all.

"Do you think there’s a need for me to report you?" Pei Qin chuckled.

Fang Li’s face turned ugly; now that the villagers knew, it wouldn’t be long before even more people found out. There would always be someone who disliked him and the Fang family, ready to report him, have him receive a beating, and lose face.

Widow Yang’s face also stiffened, turning slightly pale.

"Eighty heavy sticks isn’t so bad, it can be less severe. But big uncle should first consider, if this becomes widely known and the Imperial Censor impeaches you, your days as a lord of the Official Family are over," Pei Qin taunted.

Fang Li, most proud of his elder son’s official status, felt superior even just walking out the door. Hearing what Pei Qin said, he snorted in disbelief, "Even an Imperial Censor, would he impeach someone over another’s family affairs?"

"To regulate oneself, order the family, govern the state, and make the world peaceful. If one can’t even manage family affairs without them turning chaotic, what qualification is there to talk about governing the state and keeping peace? Besides, what do you think the Imperial Censor’s job is?" Pei Qian looked at him with disdain.

Fang Li was speechless; he didn’t believe the words coming out of Pei Qin’s mouth, but he couldn’t help thinking, if this really affected his elder son’s career...

Seeing his hesitation, Widow Yang’s heart sank, and she sneakily glanced at Pei Qin, then clutching her stomach, she broke into sobs, "My poor child!"

Fang Zhi, his jaw dislocated from the beating, opened his mouth but couldn’t speak.

Widow Yang watched Fang Li helplessly, miserable. Now, only if Fang Li stood firm, could he make the decision for her to enter the house, even provoke him to divorce Lady Yu. Old Scholar Fang was too rigid, and Grandma Fang’s heart leaned toward Lady Yu, but after a few years, knowing she was better than Lady Yu, naturally for the children’s sake, she would appreciate her as well! But Pei Qin came to cause trouble now!

Fang Li pulled her in, still determined to let Widow Yang enter the family, "Let Yu Lan enter through the front door, I’ll marry her publicly. Let’s see how they could still report me then!"

His mention of a public marriage immediately pleased Widow Yang, though she continued to sob, "Brother Fang! I’m not worthy of you, maybe... let’s forget it! Your family disagrees, Madam Yuanyang disagrees, I don’t want to make things difficult for you! You should go home, live your life properly, as for me... It doesn’t matter whether I live or die, I’m just a lone widow!"

Fang Li rebuked softly, "What nonsense are you talking! They are not me, what right do they have to interfere in my household affairs!? I won’t let you and the child suffer alone outside!" He then put his arms around her shoulders.

Widow Yang, moved, leaned into his embrace, crying, "Brother Fang..."

Seeing the two looking so affectionate, Pei Qian couldn’t help but frown and spat disdainfully, "Shameless! Fang Li, you were in the temple, how did you end up pregnant? Did your shameless self chase men down at the temple, or are you carrying some wild man’s bastard, coming to our house to slander and dream of glory and riches?"

Shaking with hatred, Widow Yang pretended not to hear and just sobbed.

Fang Li, unable to contain his anger, shouted, "You little wretch, how dare you curse at me by name!?"

"You don’t respect yourself, yet expect others to respect you!? Open your eyes and see, look at how others look at you!" Pei Qian scorned coldly.