Soon, Wang Baozhu, disheveled and with a bloodstained face, ca rushing out of the yard, holding her son in one hand and brandishing a bloody kitchen knife in the other.
The crowd hurriedly made way, feeling terrified.
From inside the yard ca the anguished cries of Ma Gouzi: "Wang Baozhu, you’re so cruel!"
But no one in the crowd went in to help. It wasn’t because they were indifferent; they simply didn’t dare to. After all, soone had died, and Wang Baozhu looked terrifying. What if they got slashed?
"Ma Gouzi, you coaxed into losing my virginity back then, and now you’re just a cripple." Wang Baozhu’s face was full of fierceness. "Now that there’s no one left in the Wang Family, you treat like I’m not a person. You all deserve to die. Those n were brought by you, treating like a prostitute. Now soone’s dead, and you want to take the bla. You’re more heartless than bandits... I’ll tell you, if anyone dies today, we’ll all die together. I won’t let your Ma Family off..."
Strangely, despite all the chaos and noise, the child didn’t make a sound. It was unclear whether he was asleep.
Yang Ruxin showed no emotion. You reap what you sow. Neither Wang Baozhu’s family nor Ma Gouzi’s family had instilled the right values in their children. How could their lives possibly improve?
"Has anyone reported to the officials?" soone whispered.
"Lizheng has already gone," soone replied quickly. "The governnt officer should arrive soon."
"And none of you are good people." Wang Baozhu waved the kitchen knife towards the crowd again. "If anyone dares to help that heartless family, I’ll kill them!"
The crowd took several steps back again.
"Yang Ruxin!" Wang Baozhu suddenly spotted Yang Ruxin not far away, and her eyes imdiately turned red with rage.
Yang Ruxin blinked, wondering why she was being called.
But Wang Baozhu suddenly charged toward Yang Ruxin, flashing the cold gleam of the kitchen knife directly at her: "Yang Ruxin, I’m in this situation all because of you, go die!"
Yang Ruxin frowned. She was just there to watch the commotion; how did this involve her again? Truly a natural magnet for trouble.
The crowd let out a series of gasps, while Zhao Xinghua and Liu Cuiyun instinctively stepped forward, using their bodies to shield Yang Ruxin and Liang Xiaoyu.
Dong Wenxiu and Feng Zilan were slower to react, but they also positioned themselves on either side as protective barriers.
Even Liang Xiaoyu spread her arms to shield Yang Ruxin from behind.
Warmth flickered in Yang Ruxin’s eyes—these unconscious actions spoke volus. They all regarded her as their closest kin. Such people were the ones she should care about and support.
Not to waste everyone’s concern, she stayed put.
However, Wang Baozhu only ran a couple of steps before she fell flat, getting a mouthful of dirt, and the kitchen knife flew out, landing right at the crowd’s feet.
"You mad dog!" Aunt Eight, catching on first, suddenly shouted, "You’re worthless yourself but you’re biting at whoever you can?" There are two pregnant won here; if she rushed in, it would be bad if anyone got hurt.
"You vicious person, what did my daughter ever do to you?" Dong Wenxiu angrily kicked Wang Baozhu, "You’re bringing this on yourself and blaming others?"
"Not a single good person in the whole family." Feng Zilan spat angrily.
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