Chapter 106

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Protagonist:

Chai Mi

By the time Chai Mi reached the outside of the Laozhai, she saw that the Laozhai's courtyard was already surrounded by three layers of people inside and three layers outside.

Chai Youqing wanted to push through the crowd to get in, but Chai Mi held him back: "Dad, what can you do if you go in? Do you dare touch my Second Aunt, or do you dare advise my Grandmother?"

The result would probably be that neither would dare to be advised, and she might even get blamed by Wang Huirong for stirring the fire and bringing Song Qiuping over, a loss outweighing the gain.

However, Chai Mi also knew that, after all, Wang Huirong was Chai Youqing's birth mother, her own birth grandmother; if Chai Youqing didn't go, it wouldn't be justifiable.

So Chai Mi said: "Dad, go find the Village Chief. Liu Zhanggui hasn't come to our house to pull a fight for two or three days; this Village Chief is too idle."

Having Chai Youqing go call the Village Chief gave Chai Youqing an excuse too; a son couldn't just watch the excitement while his birth mother and daughter-in-law fought, that would be too ugly, and if word got out it really wouldn't look good.

The Village Chief would have to be found eventually anyway, so might as well have Chai Youqing go.

Chai Youqing thought for a moment, then left with his head lowered; he also felt Chai Mi's choice let him dodge the issue, going to call the Village Chief was better, after all Chai Youqing's identity was special — one birth mother, one brother's wife — however this fight was pulled, it would be a biased fight, impossible to mediate.

After Chai Youqing left, Chai Mi felt at ease; she smiled and said to Liu Chunren and Ni Shi: "Second Uncle, Second Aunt, I'll go over there for a bit."

The two of them didn't say anything either.

Chai Mi held Chai Xiu, led Zhang Hailan and Liu San, and said: "To the West Courtyard."

The West Courtyard was the Laozhai's neighbor; their small courtyard was very clean, and the people had long since run into the Laozhai courtyard.

Chai Mi wasn't worried either; after all, this family had no dog, she walked a few quick steps, and then arrived beside the wall top on the east side.

Coincidentally there was a small pile of scattered bricks half a person tall there; Chai Mi stood on them and could see the Laozhai courtyard's scenery... excitement, clearly and distinctly.

"Come, Sister-in-law. Up you go..."

With Chai Mi's hail, Zhang Hailan followed up too.

Liu San lit a cigarette, didn't go up, but complained: "You old lady, just know how to stir up trouble. So eager to watch the excitement. What's there to see in this plaything..."

After a while, Liu San also squeezed up: "Leave me a spot..."

"You said you weren't watching..."

"Hehehe... who doesn't watch when there's excitement."

Last night the rain was heavy, and there was still standing water in the Laozhai courtyard.

The ground also had quite a few water pits; at this moment Wang Huirong and Song Qiuping, the two of them, were repeatedly entangled in the water pits.

She grabbed her hair, she yanked her collar...

The scene was extremely hard on the eyes.

Vile language was also "endless"...

Wang Huirong's hair was disheveled, one mouthful "little slut", one mouthful "dog-raised bitch", one mouthful "man-keeping wife"...

That was truly as nasty as it could get.

Song Qiuping wasn't to be outdone, turning back to curse Wang Huirong as "old pig dog", "old undying thing"...

Also utterly without upbringing.

Both sides cursed nastily with their mouths, and their hand movements were even bigger, changing to Song Qiuping poking Wang Huirong's eyes, Wang Huirong tearing Song Qiuping's mouth...

That scene...

Chai Mi called out in her heart several times in a row: Good, good, good.

The fight was really fucking lively.

Zhang Hailan also watched with relish, just short of clapping and cheering: "Chai Mi, your grandmother's heroic vigor hasn't diminished from back then... at such an old age, still able to fight your Second Aunt back and forth, this physique is pretty good."

"Song Qiuping is puffy fat, riddled with illness." Chai Mi analyzed: "And Wang Huirong has the home-field advantage today; this is her home turf, she knows every pit in the courtyard, once both fall down it becomes a contest of endurance."