The wedding feast was ruined. The guests who ran away were not expected to come back and even the short-haired cook had run away . . . Zhao Fugui had no choice but to pack up the rest of the pork he had planned to marinate and the dishes that had already been prepared but not put on the table and eat them slowly with his family. Then he went to the families he had invited for the wedding and delivered them some food. As for themselves, what they ate was the food that Zhao Liu prepared.
Zhao Liu cooked braised pork and stir-fried some vegetables; she soon cleared two tables, and the rest of them ate the meal together.
âThat Liu Heitou may come to find trouble in the future. What are we going to do then?â Jiang Pingâs face showed a tangled expression.
He should be very hungry after such a long time. But just thinking about the troubles they might encounter in the future, he lost his appetite.
âDad, what are you afraid of? If he comes, letâs fight it out!â Jiang Ming said cheerfully.
When Jiang Zhen beat up Liu Heitou last time, he started admiring Jiang Zhen very much. Today, after everyone repelled the âenemyâ, his gaze continued to go back to Jiang Zhen constantly with a look of worship in his eyes.
Looking at his son, Jiang Ping couldnât help but feel a little frustrated.
âDonât worry, itâs going to be alright,â Jiang Zhen said.
How can you say itâs going to be alright? Is it going to be alright by simply saying so? Jiang Ping felt sick to the bottom of his stomach, but after looking at Jiang Zhen, he didnât know why, but he suddenly thought that this person could be trusted. In fact, Jiang Ping was not the only one who felt this way.
He Chunsheng and He Xiasheng were beaten again today. They were hurt, but they were very happy and full of confidence in Jiang Zhen. They had a feeling that as long as they followed Jiang Zhen they would become more and more powerful in the future, and they would no longer have to be afraid of Liu Heitou! In fact, they were no longer as afraid of Liu Heitou as they used to be.
As a matter of fact, they also managed to hit Liu Heitou, didnât they?
During the meal, He Chunsheng and He Xiasheng didnât dare talk too much, but after eating and leaving the Zhao familyâs house, He Xiasheng immediately looked at his brother excitedly. âElder Brother, we beat up Liu Heitou and the men under him, didnât we?â
âUm.â He Chunsheng nodded his head. He was aching all over at the moment, but he couldnât help feeling excited when he touched his rounded belly. When he thought about what happened before, he was thrilled.
Liu Heitou had always been the big rock in his heart, but now this big rock had been removed. Actually . . . Liu Heitou was not so frightening, was he?
When He Chunsheng and He Xiasheng were walking home, they met He Qiusheng halfway, who was waiting for them at the side of the road.
âBig Brother, Second Brother, you . . .â When He Qiusheng saw the injuries on his two brothers, he couldnât help crying.
âWeâre fine! Qiusheng, we beat up Liu Heitou today!â He Xiasheng said excitedly to his brother.
âReally?â He Qiusheng was surprised. He heard that Liu Heitou had gone to the Zhaosâ house and knew that his two brothers had also gone there for the wedding. He had been worried all this time, and he didnât expect that his two brothers would be able to beat up Liu Heitou.
âOf course, itâs true. I stabbed him with a bamboo pole, but it was a pity that this bamboo pole was not sharp enough and didnât stab him to death.â He Xiasheng didnât speak much in front of outsiders, but in front of his younger brother, He Qiusheng, he said a lot. âIf it wasnât for Liu Heitou finding helpers to fight us, we wouldnât have been beaten like this.â
He Qiusheng didnât believe him and looked at He Chunsheng. He Chunsheng nodded with a straight face.
He Qiusheng immediately looked at his two brothers with admiration. He was always pretty, so when He Chunsheng, who was relatively stable, looked at him like this, He Chunseng couldnât help but add, âYour Second Brother and I beat up Liu Heitouâs subordinates, and all of them were beaten bloody by us!â Their teeth were very sharp, so we made their arms bleed! Then . . . they got punched several times.
Of course, they didnât need to tell their brother about this kind of detail.
He Chunsheng and He Xiasheng talked a lot about how they dealt with Liu Heitou and his men, and they also talked about how Liu Heitou was beaten up by Jiang Zhen.
âJiang Zhen is really fierce. Liu Heitou came to him, looking for trouble, but he beat him up so easily. He didnât even dare to fart as he left.â
He Qiushengâs eyes brightened.
When He Chunsheng saw his younger brother like this, his heart jumped. He knew that Jiang Zhen was not interested in his younger brother, but he was somewhat afraid that his younger brother would have a crush on Jiang Zhen, so he hurriedly said, âThat Zhao Jinge is also very strong. He was not inferior to your brother and me in fighting.â Zhao Jinge is very good at fighting, so youâd better stay away from them . . .
He Qiushengâs mouth curled up. His parents always told him to stay at home and dress up. What is the use of fighting others? Besides, he didnât want Jiang Zhen! He had a lot of people who liked him!
Although He Qiusheng thought like this, his eyes couldnât help reddening.
He Chunsheng and He Xiasheng hurriedly started coaxing him, and soon the three of them were talking and laughing again, but as soon as they got home, they were scolded by their father.
âYou two stinky brats! I heard that you helped the Zhao family deal with Liu Heitou? Do you want to die? What if Liu Heitou comes to trouble our family again?â
âYou three debt collectors, the debt I owe canât be helped, but you are in such a hurry to offend Liu Heitou!â
As Father He scolded them, he picked up a broom and was about to start hitting his two sons. He usually didnât hit He Qiusheng for fear of damaging his face.
It had always been taken for granted in Hexi that parents could teach their children a lesson. In the past, even if He Chunsheng and He Xiasheng were not happy about it, they were obedient and let Father He beat them, but now . . . He Chunsheng suddenly couldnât bear it.
Jiang Zhen was so powerful that he could not only beat up Liu Heitou, but he could also make his relatives so obedient. But they . . . they couldnât even control their own father, could they?
âHusband, donât hit the children . . .â Mother He tried to stop her husband but was slapped in the face with the broom he was holding.
The broom held by Father He was made of thin bamboo sticks. When he hit her, this action immediately drew blood on Mother Heâs face.
He Chunshengâs face suddenly turned black. He Chunsheng grabbed the broom from his fatherâs hand, stopping him, and then grabbed his hand. Then he said to his brother, âXiasheng, go get a rope!â
He was not going to beat up his father, but if his father wanted to beat them and their mother, they would tie him up!
âChunsheng, Chunsheng, what are you doing?â Mother He, with blood on her face, asked in horror.
âMother, donât worry!â He Chunsheng said.
Mother He was a timid person and didnât dare to stop them. She only murmured, âDonât hit your father . . .â
âWe wonât fight,â He Chunsheng said and then, together with He Xiasheng, tied up their father, who kept swearing.
When Mother He looked at her tied-up husband, she wanted to let him go. He Chunsheng said, âMom, if you let him go, should I beat him next time? Xiasheng and I decided to follow Jiang Zhen. You know, he used a knife to stab his father!â
Mother He was shocked, and now, she really didnât dare free her husband. Father He, who was originally swearing, didnât dare swear anymore.
Jiang Zhen didnât care about his parents, and if his two sons were to stop caring about him . . .
âThen . . . do you want to eat? Would you like some water?â Mother He asked Father He, but was scolded; however, she was not angry. Then she asked He Qiusheng to secretly give her some cake to feed Father He.
Although Father He was very grumpy at the moment, he was really hungry and ate the cake obediently.
Mother He had always been an educated woman who was extraordinarily virtuous. She had always listened to Father Heâs words. At first, she was not used to seeing Father He tied up, but after a while, when she saw Father He eating obediently, she couldnât help saying to her son, âIn fact, this is also very good . . .â
He Chunsheng also thought that it was good. They finally didnât have to worry about their father going out to gamble. In fact, they really didnât mind raising their father this way. They just hoped that he wouldnât slow them down and owe money everywhere.
The He family quieted down, and so did the Zhao family.