Chapter 69

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Protagonist:

Chai Mi

Just as Chai Mi walked onto the street in front of the old residence, she saw a dense, dark mass of people inside the Chai family's old residence.

In twos and threes, in groups of four or five, they were either watching the excitement or whispering in low voices.

From the courtyard came Wang Huirong's heart-rending voice: "Oh my... my good daughter-in-law... why did you have to be so shortsighted... why did you just leave like that... it was all forced by that damned beast Chai Mi, forcing you so you couldn't live anymore..."

Chai Dajun on the side couldn't even mind the wound on his leg, holding a kitchen knife in his hand, tears and snot flowing as he cursed Chai Mi there.

However, Chai Dajun was blocked by a crowd of people, and so couldn't move at all.

Chai Mi stared blankly at the crowd for a moment: "Come on, make way for me."

The crowd opened a gap, and Chai Mi carried the 3911 inside.

As Chai Mi walked through, the pungent smell emitted by the 3911 made people automatically frown and wrinkle their noses, retreating unconsciously.

Very quickly, Chai Mi arrived at the center of the courtyard.

Che Lianyun lay stiffly on the ground, hair covering her face, not moving a muscle.

But looking closely, her bloated figure, her belly pouch all flesh, was rising and falling evenly at this moment, clearly her breathing was still very steady.

Chai Mi looked over; Liu Zhanggui, Chai Youde were there, even Accountant Song Qingshan was there, even Second Aunt Song Qiuping who basically never goes out came today.

Some were persuading Chai Dajun, some were persuading Wang Huirong, busy and chaotically noisy.

Liu Zhanggui had a face full of melancholy, smoking while squatting on the ground, who knows what he was thinking, probably regretting that he had nothing better to do back then and ran for Village Chief.

It was Chai Dajun who first discovered Chai Mi had arrived; he gritted his teeth and stared at Chai Mi: "Chai Mi! I'll fight you to the death!"

Chai Mi extended her slender, fair fingers, pointing at Chai Dajun, and said coldly: "Then come... nobody's stopping you now, if you have the guts come over right now, kill me."

Chai Dajun's expression froze, the kitchen knife in his hand trembling along with it, but in the end he didn't dare rush over.

Hearing Chai Mi's words, the crowd instantly quieted down.

The courtyard that was just clamoring noisily instantly became terrifyingly, abnormally quiet.

Even the dog tied under the big pear tree to the side was so scared it hid behind the big pear tree, trembling all over, letting out miserable, low howls.

The scene became extremely bleak and deathly silent.

Even Che Lianyun lying on the ground playing dead unconsciously pushed against the ground with her feet, as if trying to escape.

Chai Mi didn't care about the crowd's gazes either, walked over, directly took that kitchen knife from Chai Dajun's hand, then used the flat of the knife to pat Chai Dajun: "My good cousin brother, you've really grown promising. You say you're injured but don't go to the hospital to get stitches? Is the wound not deep enough? Do you want cousin sister me to help you make the wound deep enough?"

Chai Dajun was ultimately just a sixteen or seventeen-year-old; although in this era sixteen or seventeen-year-olds already married and had children, he was ultimately a bit young, hadn't seen this kind of scene, and was instantly suppressed by Chai Mi's aura, stammering: "The cut you gave me is a fingernail deep, almost showing bone, still not deep... you want... you want to chop... chop me to death, don't you..."

"How would that be?" Chai Mi handed the kitchen knife to the person beside her, then patted Chai Dajun's head: "You're my own cousin brother, our Old Chai Family has few male heirs, you and your little brother Erwei are practically the sole seedlings of our family, I cherish you too much to even have time, how would I think of chopping you to death?"

Chai Dajun having his head rubbed by Chai Mi, for a moment he even thought Chai Mi's words were true...