A Good Country Wife Chapter 53 - 53 Dont Start a Fight1

Chapter 53: Chapter 53: Don’t Start a Fight_1

Chapter 53: Chapter 53: Don’t Start a Fight_1

“Erhu, if you have sothing to say, say it nicely, there’s no need to resort to violence. Your wife is still lying in bed as we speak. Murder leads to a death sentence. If you actually strangled your aunt to death, the governnt would take you away, and who would take care of your wife then?” Previously enjoying the role of enigmatic figure in public, the village head lost his composure in light of the situation and hastily stopped Zhao Erhu.

Zhao Erhu was very clear-headed. Even though he was furious, committing murder over soone so unworthy was not worth the legal consequences. His actions were rely intended to scare Zhao Lan, to instill a permanent fear in her so she wouldn’t dare to co cause trouble again. He also wanted the village head and the third uncle to take this matter more seriously and not resolve it hastily. Therefore, when everyone ca to pull him away, he willingly let go, but glared at Zhao Lan with malevolence.

“Murder! Murder! Catch him quickly!” Zhao Lan had barely escaped from Zhao Erhu’s grasp and was nearly paralyzed with fright. She sat on the ground with a runny nose, pointing at Zhao Erhu and wailing. She truly hadn’t expected Zhao Erhu to lay a hand on her. The feeling of nearly suffocating to death had genuinely terrified her.

The third uncle looked at Zhao Lan with disgust, “Shut your mouth, what’s all this wailing for! You backed your own nephew into a corner; if he strangled you, it’d be no less than you deserve. I’ve never seen such a thoughtless woman. You’ve disgraced the Zhao Family thoroughly. Now tell us, how do you plan to handle injuring Erhu’s wife to such an extent?”

“And the things damaged in the house as well—I want compensation for those too, as my wife demanded. Otherwise, if anyone becos displeased in the future, they would feel free to co and smash up my house. How would we live then?” Zhao Erhu hadn’t forgotten Lin Yue’s instruction. With Lin Yue still injured, not resolving this according to her wishes would be a minor issue, but if her wounds were aggravated, that would be a real problem.

The village head, looking at Zhao Lan, who was still lying on the ground, frowned with undisguised repulsion, “What Erhu says is valid. You must compensate for the damage to others’ property, and foot the bill for dical expenses. Are you willing to pay these costs, Mrs. Zhengbao?” Despite posing it as a question, the village head’s tone left no room for doubt.

“Village head, your judgnt isn’t fair. It was the Zhao Family who made the first move. Why should I pay for the dicine? And those kitchen items weren’t broken by . I won’t pay for them; at most, I can apologize to Erhu’s wife, and let’s call it even. I can’t be bothered to argue with such a junior,” Zhao Lan said.

Even though Zhao Lan was normally quite brash, she didn’t dare to overstep her bounds in front of the village head and the third uncle. She understood that, despite her unwillingness to accept it, she had indeed injured Erhu’s wife, and continuing to create trouble would not end well for her. It was better to keep the peace and await an opportunity for revenge in the future.

Once Zhao Lan had spoken, the expressions of those present shifted, their eyes filled with bewildered judgnt. Was this woman too full of herself? The person at fault was her, not Zhao Erhu. Even if she didn’t want to make a fuss, it still depended on whether Zhao Erhu agreed. To think she could get away with causing such harm was absurd—not only was there no way out, there wasn’t even a window for escape.

Moreover, when they had entered the house they saw everything clearly: a Zhao Family mber was injured with a head bleeding profusely, their face covered in wounds, clothes torn, and hair pulled into a ss, a sight too pitiable to endure. In contrast, Mrs. Zhengbao, though slightly disheveled, was barely hard at all. The claim that the Zhao Family had struck first was unbelievable to anyone, and besides, so children had witnessed the scenario. How old were Third and Fourth sons to be lying?