Chapter 210: Qin Huairu Bumps Into the Pillar

First she was slapped four times by Jia Zhangshi, then she was fiercely pinched by Jia Zhangshi.

Under the double blow.

The eldest aunt who was originally feigning unconsciousness.

Knew that if she continued pretending, she would likely continue to suffer Jia Zhangshi's vicious hands.

She slowly opened her eyes.

In her gaze toward Jia Zhangshi, there was a hint of anger.

Jia Zhangshi understood clearly, knew what the eldest aunt resented, nothing more than blaming Jia Zhangshi for taking the opportunity to retaliate for the eldest aunt's earlier act of putting a feces chamber pot on the Jia family.

She snorted coldly in her heart, just you little sparrow still wanting to play tricks with this old woman.

An ant pulling tofu, you're still lacking that much.

Seeing the surrounding people all staring at her eagerly, her gaze then glanced not far away at Qin Huairu, her heart instantly turned cold by more than half.

At this moment, Qin Huairu was indeed looking at Shazhu and his wife with an envious gaze.

The bad feeling in her heart arose instantly.

Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu had done something sorry to the Jia family, but as long as Qin Huairu wore the shackles for one day, Yi Zhonghai would be bound for one day; when Yi Zhonghai was absent, the shackles binding Qin Huairu would also fall away.

This is not a good omen.

Must be dispelled.

For the Jia family's interests.

Jia Zhangshi went all out.

How was that saying again?

Better to act on the day than to pick another day.

Fortunately, the neighbors were all present, so she simply brought up the topic openly.

Jia Zhangshi knew that even if she did not reveal the truth, after today, the vast Yagangchang would surely spread rumors of Qin Huairu and Yi Zhonghai's scandal.

The neighbors in the courtyard, while suffering from the deaf old lady for a long time, also suffered from Yi Zhonghai for a long time, and also resented the Jia family.

A matter of killing three birds with one stone.

Impossible not to do.

What can be done without evidence?

Who said rumors must be proven with evidence on the left!

The eldest aunt's earlier scolding of mulberry while pointing at locust tree, putting a hat on Yi Zhonghai, the neighbors could not possibly fail to understand its meaning.

Regardless of whether Jia Zhangshi speaks or not, this matter must be exposed.

Rather than sit idly by later.

It would be better now to turn passive into active.

More importantly.

Is that Jia Zhangshi wants to use this matter to completely destroy Qin Huairu's reputation, cutting off her thought of remarriage.

Born a Jia family member, dead a Jia family ghost.

Remarriage.

Must ask my old woman whether she agrees or not.

Only when Qin Huairu bears the shame of owing the Jia family, owing her deceased husband, owing her mother-in-law, can Jia Zhangshi stand on the high ground and manipulate Qin Huairu.

Training horses.

The hood and whip are indispensable.

Now publicly exposing Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu's secret is equivalent to putting the binding object back on Qin Huairu.

"His second uncle, and also his third uncle."

Jia Zhangshi, with sharp eyes and quick tongue, shouted to stop the two managing uncles who wanted to leave, and seeing the neighbors about to leave, hurriedly shifted the topic to Huaihua's relation with Yi Zhonghai.

This is called borrowing the mouths of the masses, forcing the eldest aunt to state her position.

"Neighbors, you also don't leave, our Jia family and Yi family matters, we need the two managing uncles to help our Jia family uphold justice, and the neighbors can also serve as witnesses."

The eldest aunt did not panic.

Qin Huairu panicked.

After all, guilty conscience is hers.

"Mom!"

"You still know to call me mom, just for this call of mom, my old woman still recognizes you as our Jia family's daughter-in-law, now in front of the neighbors, let's talk about Huaihua's matter."

Seeing Shazhu and his wife as if they hadn't heard, still walking toward their own home.

Jia Zhangshi hurriedly called out to Shazhu.

"Shazhu, Yu Li, you'd better not leave first."

Yi Zhonghai's dividends, the Jia family cannot get them, but the dividends of the Siheyuan neighbors, Jia Zhangshi is still pondering wanting to take a share.

Wealthy families.

Just those two or three households.

Liu family, Xu family, Shazhu family, Yan family.

Yan Fugui is a miserly old scrooge, when Yi Zhonghai was around, Yan Fugui donated even a single hair of money, let alone now that Yi Zhonghai is gone.

Jia Zhangshi believes the Jia family's good days can only start from the Liu family, Xu family, and Shazhu family's three households.

Orphaned and widowed mothers.

And again, many children.

This is the reliance.

No.

I'll have Bangeng go get it with my baton.

Shazhu's importance is highlighted; he is, after all, the cook at Yagangchang.

Jia Zhangshi heard that there is such a rule among the cooks.

Bring the meal!

If this meal is brought back to the Siheyuan to help them, the Jia family would effectively save their rations; these unconsumable rations could be taken to the black market to exchange for meat.

Anyone can leave, except Shazhu cannot.

Jia Zhangshi also has the idea of taking the opportunity to provoke Qin Huairu.

Are you not envious of Shazhu and his wife? I will make you even more envious.

"Neighbors, my old woman's face is no longer a face; it's just a buttocks." Jia Zhangshi pointed at her own chubby cheeks and self-mockingly said: "I'm too embarrassed to say it, but yesterday Long Laotaitai said Yi Zhonghai and Huaihua's relationship is not that of a godfather and goddaughter, and I even scolded Long Laotaitai, saying Long Laotaitai is talking nonsense."

Jia Zhangshi waved her hand and slapped her own cheek.

Performing the full act.

Isn't it just a tragic drama?

She can do it too.

When the hand was about to fall on her own cheek.

Jia Zhangshi regretted it.

The person who did wrong is Qin Huairu; the person who is sorry to Jia Dongxu is Yi Zhonghai; I have done nothing wrong and harbored no ill will—why should I hit myself?

The palm instinctively twisted.

It landed on Qin Huairu's cheek beside her.

The neighbors just heard two slaps.

Looking at Qin Huairu's cheek, two clear five-finger prints were visibly added.

"It's all because of this shameless daughter-in-law of mine; she let down our Jia family. Yesterday I still wanted to uphold our Jia family's dignity, but now thinking about it, the Jia family's face has been completely lost by this shameless daughter-in-law Qin Huairu. What face am I upholding? I'll tell the neighbors the truth."

Qin Huairu 'plopped' down on her knees before Jia Zhangshi.

She cannot let Jia Zhangshi continue speaking.

Otherwise, Qin Huairu is certain to suffer social death on the spot; worse, she might be fired by Yagangchang and then thrown out onto the streets.

Even in the countryside, there would be no place for her to stay.

When she first married into the Siheyuan, it was to enjoy blessings; if she were driven to the countryside, over a decade of hard work would be wasted.

"Mom, I've kowtowed to you; I beg you not to speak. All mistakes, thousands of them, are mine. Looking at Dong Xu's face, and considering I gave the Jia family one son and one daughter, please give Qin Huairu a way to live."

Self-inflicted evil.

Cannot live.

These six characters surfaced in Shazhu's mind.

He could not think of any other descriptive words.

Bangeng, Xiao Dang, and Huaihua, the three children, all had a Jia surname in front.

Qin Huairu was also flustered, speaking without thinking.

She utterly incriminated herself.

The neighbors' changed expressions already explained the problem.

However, Qin Huairu has not yet realized this, still desperately begging Jia Zhangshi.

"I promise you I won't remarry; I promise you I'll guard Dong Xu for a lifetime. Considering my years of hard work for the Jia family, please give me a way to live."

"If I had known today would come, why bother back then? My son wasn't even dead yet, and you were already fooling around with Yi Zhonghai, even bearing a child with him. You are my Jia family's daughter-in-law—do you think this is worthy of the Jia family? Worthy of Dong Xu? When Dong Xu married you, I, the old woman, already saw you were not a good woman; I opposed this marriage. Who knew our Dong Xu was poisoned by Yi Zhonghai, insisting on marrying none but you? Marry you he did, but you should be a good daughter-in-law. You and Dong Xu's master Yi Zhonghai—you're fooling around! Do you have the face to mention Dong Xu, to mention the Jia family?"

Dameng gave a small shiver.

He was frightened by Jia Zhangshi's words.

He is considered a witness to the marriage of Jia Dongxu and Qin Huairu.

In the past, following Jia Zhangshi's orders, he went to the countryside to intercept Qin Huairu, but ultimately failed, and was beaten up by Jia Dongxu and Qin Huairu together.

This is also the root of the grudge between the two families.

Fortunately, the interception failed.

Otherwise, the one wearing the green hat would be him, Dameng.

Even after Jia Dongxu's death, he does not rest in peace.

Green Hat Hero!

"His second uncle, his third uncle—you are the officials appointed by the Jiēdào to manage affairs, responsible for all big and small matters of the Siheyuan. Huaihua is not a member of our Jia family; she is a life created by Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu, surnamed Yi!"

The trap is sprung, the dagger revealed.

Jia Zhangshi's fox tail.

Finally revealed.

"Yi Zhonghai committed a crime and was arrested, facing death; what he did to our Jia family cannot just be let go. Huaihua is almost one year old; during this time, there has been eating, drinking, and clothing. To care for her, I, the old woman, have had no time to take on Jiēdào work."

The neighbors silently cursed her as shameless.

You, Jia Zhangshi, are fundamentally not caring for Huaihua; you are using the pretext of caring for Huaihua to do this lazy, gluttonous thing.

"Qin Huairu is my Jia family's daughter-in-law; Yi Zhonghai, as our Jia family's Dong Xu's master, together with Qin Huairu, did this shameful, embarrassing thing."

The following words.

Were interrupted by Qin Huairu's actions.

What a scheming bitch.

Indeed, living up to the name.

Unexpectedly, he thought of a way to die for his convictions.

This seems to be Qin Huairu's only way to save herself.

"I don't want to live anymore."

He let out an "ao" shout from his mouth and threw himself headfirst at the pillar beside him.

Then came the sound of "ka cha" one after another.

Qin Huairu's head, like the wooden mallet striking a bell in a temple, slammed straight into the wooden pillar.

He might have exerted all his strength, even the strength of suckling.

Otherwise, how would Qin Huairu, her face covered in blood, explain it?

The person fainted.

Scolding and muttering, Jia Zhangshi, who wanted to suck the Yi family dry one last time, was thinking of countermeasures against Jia Zhangshi's lion's big mouth; Liu Haizhong was thinking of how to be a good steward as the head steward; Yan Fugui was thinking of not worrying about things unrelated to him; the Shazhu couple, who thought it had nothing to do with them and hung high, Xu Damai, who felt a lingering fear in his heart, and those with or without names among the siheyuan neighbors, instantly turned into unconscious wooden puppets, all frightened silly by Qin Huairu's act of ramming the wooden stake to seek death, staring blankly at Qin Huairu, head bleeding and collapsed on the ground.

Fortunately, there was Shazhu, who came from a butcher's background.

Killing fish and slaughtering chickens was his usual trade.

He was used to seeing blood.

He came to his senses immediately.

He greeted the three people standing like wooden posts on the spot—Liu Haizhong, Yan Fugui, and Jia Zhangshi.

"Second Elder, San Daye, Jia Dame, Qin Huairu has rammed the wooden stake; we must rush her to the hospital, or else our siheyuan will have to add another corpse."

One sentence woke the dreamers.

Liu Haizhong was frightened awake.

The deaf old lady killed in the back courtyard has not yet been resolved.

If this causes Qin Huairu's death by ramming the pillar.

Liu Haizhong can forget about becoming the head steward.

He gave a start.

He thought to himself: Shazhu is right, Qin Huairu must be sent to the hospital.

He turned his face and saw Jia Zhangshi still standing stupidly in place.

His anger flared up from nowhere.

He blamed this old woman entirely.

Qin Huairu had even knelt before her, saying she would not remarry for life, yet Jia Zhangshi, for the sake of the Jia family's interests, still pressured Qin Huairu with words.

If Qin Huairu really died.

It would be Jia Zhangshi's fault.

He raised his hand and slapped Jia Zhangshi across the face.

Afraid the slap wouldn't wake Jia Zhangshi, he continued to curse and scold while slapping.

"You Jia Zhangshi, you don't do good things, you only do bad ones. You say Qin Huairu owes your Jia family—look at Qin Huairu, she's already rammed the pillar herself."

Jia Zhangshi, who had been slapped.

Her face hurt, but her mind was still dazed.

She had wanted to say Qin Huairu was faking it, but when she saw Qin Huairu's face covered in blood, unconscious, she swallowed those words whole.

Looking at Qin Huairu's actions.

It doesn't look like she's pretending to die.

It might be real.

She panicked.

She also grew anxious.

The Jia family relies on Qin Huairu for support.

If Qin Huairu dies, whether the Yagangchang can give work to the Jia family is unknown.

Jia Dongxu died at the Yagangchang, counted as a work injury, and Qin Huairu took his post in the factory.

Qin Huairu killed herself by ramming the pillar, which has nothing to do with work injury—how would the Yagangchang give you, Jia Zhangshi, a scarce position?

Even if they gave it.

Who would go?

Bangeng, of course.

He's young; no one would definitely want him.

If Jia Zhangshi went to work, she definitely couldn't endure that hardship.

Qin Huairu must not come to harm.

"Hey young, my daughter-in-law, how did you just ram the pillar? Second Elder, San Daye, I, your old woman, beg you—I kowtow to you, save my daughter-in-law Huairu."

Jia Zhangshi's head.

It's not so easily obtained.

One must pay real money and silver.

Hospital fees, ah.

Although it can be reimbursed later, for now you must first put up the money.

I have kowtowed to you.

Now you take the money back.

How should the kowtow I gave you be counted?

Should I kowtow to Jia Zhangshi publicly in return?

Still want to save face?

Jia Zhangshi never forgets to scheme at any time.

Liu Haizhong wanted to call on Shazhu and Xu Daming for help, but these two are both sharp people; seeing Qin Huairu bump into the wooden post, they gave a brief warning and each went back to their rooms.

No choice.

Liu Haizhong could only call his own two children, using a handcart to pull Qin Huairu to the hospital.

……

Shazhu's home.

Xu Daming followed behind Shazhu's backside as he came in.

The first words out of his mouth were about Qin Huairu.

"Shazhu, do you say Qin Huairu and Yi Zhonghai are mutually willing?"

Shazhu nodded.

Flies don't bite uncracked eggs.

In my previous life.

As a widow, Qin Huairu deliberately stood in front of countless coworkers, ahead of Xu Daming, with one calling her sister and the other calling her brother.

Qin Huairu even brought up Louxiaoe first, asking whether Louxiaoe allowed Xu Daming to enter the house; afterward came the lines about you paying for my vegetables and me going to the warehouse with you.

Based on these memory fragments.

What Jia Zhangshi said is true.

As for the post-bumping incident just now, why does it look so much like the truth?

One sentence.

If it were false.

How could Qin Huairu still whitewash herself?

This woman.

To stay in the city, she really went all out.