Leisurely Cultivation Time

Chapter 175 Shocking
"Mom, how are you?" At this moment, a young man of sixteen or seventeen came out of the crowd, helped the old woman up, and asked her.

"Oh, it hurts me to death. That goddamn kick, my waist hurts to death." Sitting on the ground, the old woman shouted while pointing at Xiao Yi pretending to be a door.

"Mom, you get up first. I'll help you up." Said some young people helped the old woman stand up and took a few steps back.

"Who are you and where did you come from? Why did you hit someone?" At this moment, a tall, thin middle-aged man walked out of the crowd, and he asked Ye Fei and Xiao Yi in local dialect.

Xiao Yi couldn't understand the local dialect, so he looked at Ye Fei, and Ye Fei also took a step forward, and said to the middle-aged man: "I came here to play, I just passed by here, and I saw that woman yelling at the girl again. Beating and scolding, I couldn't see it, so I came over and stopped her." Ye Fei pointed at Gao Wenxiang after saying something.

Seeing Gao Wenxiang, the other party instantly knew what was going on, and there was no one in the whole village who didn't know Gao Wenxiang, and they all thought she was a miserable girl.

Her mother left early, her father didn't care about anything, and was bullied by her stepmother every day, so she didn't treat her as a human being.

Especially in addition to bullying Gao Wenxiang, her relationship with other villagers is also very bad, and she is always like a shrew, playing a rascal.So many people hate her very much, saying that she will suffer retribution one day.

"Then you can't beat people."

Although the middle-aged man hated that woman very much, she was from the same village after all, and was being bullied by foreigners in the same village. If she didn't come forward, it would be unreasonable.

Ye Fei shrugged and said, "I heard that the old woman is a famous shrew in your village. You think her words can be trusted."

The middle-aged man was at a loss for words for a while, and didn't know what to say for a while.

And he didn't know who the other party was for the time being, so he was naturally unwilling to offend the other party for a woman he hated in the village.

After thinking about it, he said, "Okay, you all have good intentions, so forget it this time, and let's go."

"Director, I can't let them go. They hurt my wife and let them go. What will other villages think?" At this time, another person jumped out from behind and said to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man said impatiently: "This is your housework. Who in the village doesn't know what's going on with your family? Don't embarrass yourself here. Take your daughter back quickly."

"No." Before the man could answer, Ye Fei called out, and he said to the middle-aged man, "You can't let Gao Wenxiang go back with him, if you let Gao Wenxiang go back with him, then the old shrew will not beat her to death. "

"Whether my daughter goes back or not is none of your business. She is my daughter, and it is my business to kill her. What does it have to do with you?"

"What a joke, you deserve to say the word "daughter". Have you ever cared about your daughter?"

"What does it matter to you whether I care or not? This is my family business. You'd better not meddle in your own business."

"I'll take care of this business today." Ye Fei said bluntly.

"Brother, look." At this moment, Gao Yufang secretly pulled Xiao Yi who was taking a video with his mobile phone.

Xiao Yi turned around and saw that Gao Wenxiang's sleeves were rolled up, and her arms were covered with scars, some in stripes and some in lumps.

Moreover, there are both old and new, and some marks seem to be at least several years old, and there is almost no intact one on a pair of arms.

Xiao Yi was furious when he saw it, and then suppressed his anger, first took a picture with his mobile phone, and then asked softly: "Wen Xiang, do you have any other places where you were beaten?"

Gao Wenwen glanced at Xiao Yi, with tears in the corners of his eyes, his expression was extremely complicated, with expectations, fears, and a trace of numbness.

Then he nodded slightly, and then slowly lifted up the worn-out clothes, and when he reached his waist, he saw bruises all over his waist, which were obviously pinched out.

Then Gao Wenxiang slowly turned around and lifted the clothes on her back.

Looking at the skinny figure and the shocking scars, Xiao Yi felt that he had never been so angry in his life.

Holding back his anger, Xiao Yi first took pictures of these injuries with his mobile phone. Of course, he also paid attention to some angles when taking pictures to avoid embarrassment.

"Look." After the filming was finished, Xiao Yi pulled Ye Fei and pointed to Gao Wenxiang's quilt.

When Ye Fei saw the shocking scar, his anger grew upwards, and he yelled at the man unceremoniously: "You bastard? Look at your daughter's back. What is this? She's starving." Skin and bones, and these scars, you have the nerve to say the word "daughter", are you worthy of being a father?"

When Ye Fei pointed to Gao Wenxiang's back, other villagers also looked at the place Ye Fei pointed at, and everyone started talking.

"Hiss~ What a vicious woman."

"Isn't that woman afraid of retribution?"

"How did Wen Xiang get here all these years?"

"A few days ago, I heard from my son that when I went to find Wenxiang, I saw Wenxiang sleeping in the side room. The house was leaking, and the quilt was moldy. I didn't believe it at first, but it seems to be true."

"That woman is simply not human. I have long disliked her. If it weren't for the same village, I would have slapped him a few times." Some said indignantly.

Hearing the people around talking, the man became a little anxious. He said to Ye Fei: "Whether I am worthy of being a father is not up to you. The blood flowing in her body is my daughter. I want to treat her well." Whatever you do, it has nothing to do with you."

As he spoke, the man took a few steps forward, stretched out his hand to Gao Wenxiang and said, "Come on, come back with me, don't be ashamed of yourself here."

Seeing the man approaching to take her back, Gao Wenxiang put down her clothes and shrank back in fear.

When Ye Fei saw the man approaching, Ye Fei kicked the man directly in the stomach. After kicking the man out, Ye Fei said expressionlessly: "You old dog, get away from me, don't come near me, If you get any closer, your legs will be broken."

Although Ye Fei saved his strength in this kick, but his strength itself is not small, so the man couldn't get up because of this kick.

Seeing that the man couldn't get up, the man who was called the director just now changed his face, and then said with an uneasy expression: "Little brother, you are too harsh."

"Heavy, I think it's too light, why? You want to show him off?" Ye Fei said without fear.

"What? Are you going to fight?" Jiang Ziyan squeezed out from the crowd, and stood in front of Ye Fei with a wooden stick as thick as an adult's arm in his hand.

Although he and Gao Jiancheng have just come here, they don't know much about the whole story, but when they see their friends fighting, it's better to stand by their friends first.

Jiang Ziyan, a big man, stood next to Ye Fei, and instantly the people in front of him felt a sense of oppression, and they were directly suppressed.

Seeing that the arm-thick wooden stick was easily broken into two by Jiang Ziyan, he gave one of the sticks to Ye Fei.

The villagers didn't want to stand out for that man anymore. It was the people in the village who were wronged, and they themselves hated that family very much, so they didn't want to involve themselves in it.

In the end, the two sides were at a stalemate.

(End of this chapter)