Chapter 292: He

The most common thing people say is that fighting the Chen family does him no good, and he gains nothing from it.

Many others speak bluntly, saying he will definitely be the one to lose out.

Lao Fu Tou has heard these words so often they've formed calluses on his ears.

If it were before this.

Even without anyone saying it, he actually thinks the same way.

But now.

Lao Fu Tou feels his courage has grown a lot; even though things have come to this, he isn't too panicked inside.

Lao Fu Tou smiled at everyone, said nothing, and turned back into the house.

Seeing this, others scattered in twos and threes.

Fu Yongning didn't leave.

He followed after.

"Uncle, tell me what you're thinking," Fu Yongning asked with a grim expression after closing the door.

Lao Fu Tou retorted, "What do you mean what I'm thinking? You should go ask Chen Lao Da what he's thinking!"

"He just wants to vent his anger."

"I just want fairness."

"You're already this old—how can you still be so naive? Even in old age, don't you understand anything?"

"Say your piece and get out."

"How can you not see my good intentions? I'm just worried about you."

"Hah… you don't need to worry."

"Don't laugh—I know this is definitely that brat's idea again."

Lao Fu Tou said nothing, sat on the bed, and leisurely drank some liquor and ate peanuts.

Fu Yongning's face was vexed as he continued, "Do you think that brat could be a match for Chen Lao Da?"

"He's still too green."

"Never mind anything else—just tell me how he handled calling the police today."

Fu Yongning, still speaking, sat on the edge of the bed and said earnestly, "When that brat suffers a loss, he'll just brush it off and walk away—what then?"

"In the end, you'll be the one who loses out."

"You…"

As he spoke, he instinctively picked up his chopsticks, only to have Lao Fu Tou block them with his own.

Fu Yongning stared, astonished—after all he'd said, he can't even eat a single peanut?

He flung his chopsticks onto the table and snapped, "I'm not eating—I'm leaving."

He rose and walked to the door, saying, "Even if you won't let me intervene, I still have to."

"I'll go talk to Chen Lao Da."

"When the time comes, I'll set out a table—you come too."

Having said that,

Without waiting for Lao Fu Tou to reply, he opened his umbrella and left.

……

Yu Kai Lang was still in the car, calling Wu An to fill him in on the situation.

Li Kai Lang, although he didn't say it outright, had already made his meaning clear.

This matter is unlikely to be investigated further.

"Mm, sorry I couldn't help you this time," Yu Kai Lang said, feeling a bit ashamed.

Liu Long took up the thread, saying, "Actually, this matter can be resolved—and easily so."

"We'd rather not interfere, but among the village clans it's comparatively easy to handle."

"You can put your effort into this."

Wu An asked, "Should we back down?"

Liu Long coughed twice: "Things can't be put that way…"

He didn't continue.

But that's what he meant.

Wu An's tone remained calm as he said, "Lao Fu Tou is the victim, yet we're supposed to find someone to mediate and tell him to back down—what kind of sense is that?"

Liu Long shook his head, speechless.

Yu Kai Lang gritted his teeth and said, "Wu An, rest assured—I'll keep looking into this, whether or not we find anything."

Wu An smiled: "Thanks."

Yu Kai Lang straightened his face: "You're welcome."

He hung up the phone.

Liu Long puffed on his cigarette, smirking, "I can't figure it out—what's this brat selling from his gourd?"

"We've already said we can't find any result, yet he still wants us to keep investigating."

Yu Kai Lang said, "Maybe A An simply doesn't want to back down."

Liu Long narrowed his eyes: "Impossible."

"He's a smart person."

"I dare say he's definitely holding something bad in."

Yu Kai Lang said solemnly, "Master, he's the victim."

Liu Long laughed: "He's a good person, right?"

Yu Kai Lang nodded.

Wu An put down his phone.

Mei Yueqin hurriedly asked: "How was it? What's the result? Didn't you find anything?"

Wu An nodded.

Mei Yueqin sighed: "I knew it."

"What are you going to do now?"

Wu An shook his head.

He had an idea, but he definitely couldn't say anything to his sister-in-law.

Yu Kai Lang just said that the Chen family only had Chen Lao Da at home, saying that Chen Baosheng hadn't returned yesterday and had been staying in town.

Alright.

In town, right?

Alone, right?

If Chen Baosheng were also in Shangwancun, he might not necessarily be able to deal with the Chen family.

But in town, the room for maneuver would be much greater.

His idea is actually simple and direct: an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.

Report the crime, and have Yu Kai Lang continue investigating—on one hand to let the Chen family secretly feel pleased and relax their guard, more importantly to conceal his true intention of waiting for a chance to take revenge.

You're saying it's definitely me taking revenge?

Okay.

There's a motive.

But what about the evidence?

I've reported the crime and am eagerly hoping the police continue investigating, because I trust the police as a good villager.

How could it be possible to let the police investigate on one hand while secretly taking revenge on you on the other?

You ask whether the police would believe that claim.

Whether the police believe it is uncertain, but the Chen family definitely won't.

But it doesn't matter; he also doesn't intend to fool the Chen family.

Knowing it's me behind this, but you can't do anything to me.

Now it's just a matter of whose methods are more vicious!

Actually.

Wu An didn't want to do this; before, he had many occasions where he could have used violent means to solve the problem.

But in the end he restrained himself.

But now he can't bear it any longer.

The Chen family has already thrown bricks into his home; this is tantamount to the Chen family raising their fists, just short of striking him in the face.

He had no choice; he felt nothing.

Not only must he retaliate, but he must also make the opponent suffer more, endure more pain!?

His sister-in-law chattered on beside him, while Wu An listened silently, occasionally nodding and responding with a couple of utterances.

Actually, there's nothing much to repeat; just those worried words.

After a while, the rain eased, and he found an excuse to get up and leave.

Along the way, though it was raining and there were few people, he restrained his thoughts and didn't call A Jin.

The more urgent, the less he could be anxious.

Returned to the old house.

He sat down, really wanting a cigarette, took a breather, then called A Jin.

A Jin answered quickly.

"I have a matter I need your help with, it's like this..." Wu An explained the situation, and A Jin asked: "So you can be sure it was the Chen family who did it, right?"

"It can't be said to be 100%, only 99.9%... Besides, even if there was collateral damage, it wouldn't matter." Wu An joked.

Anyway, the Chen family aren't exactly allies.

A Jin said: "We'll have results by tonight."

"Should we ask whether it was Chen Baosheng who did it?"

Wu An said: "No need, just give him a beating."

A Jin laughed and acknowledged.

Wu An hung up, feeling somewhat strange; this was a trouble, yet he seemed excited, as if he couldn't wait to act.