My 1995 Small Farm.

Chapter 463 Tiger Enters the Village
"Mother-in-law, we can talk things over. Don't be so harsh with your words..."

"I'll give you a piece of my mind. You country bumpkin call your daughter-in-law 'mother-in-law'? Let me tell you, tell your poor daughter to stay away from Boming. If she keeps bothering Boming, I'll break both her legs."

Chen Ling and Liu Ni'er rushed over and saw a large crowd gathered in front of Wang Lixian's house.

A plump woman with a small bag slung over her shoulder and dressed in a fashionable manner was pointing her finger at Wang Lixian and his wife and cursing loudly.

Da Nier and Si Nier wanted to rush forward with shovels and hoes, but Wang Lixian stopped them.

"Mom, what are you doing now?"

Seeing this, the little lamb was almost in tears: "You promised me that you would speak nicely when you came, and that you would discuss my marriage with Xiaojing with your uncle and aunt before I agreed to bring you here. Why are you making a fuss again?"

"Me, make a scene? I'm your mother. You've been ruined like this by that shameless, money-grubbing, poor daughter of his. How can I not make a scene?"

As she spoke, seeing Wang Lixian glaring at her angrily, the fat woman became even more aggressive, grabbing the little lamb and speaking to Wang Lixian and his wife with a livid face:

"It's your shameless daughter who's been pestering my Boming, tormenting him over and over again. Boming used to be such a well-behaved child, but look at what you've done to him! Look at him, he's not even human anymore."

“My son Boming used to be so fair-skinned and tender, like an eighteen or nineteen-year-old lad. Now, your money-grubbing daughter forces him to go out and earn hard-earned money. In such a short time, he looks like a thirty or forty-year-old farmer. Is she treating my son like an animal…”

Beside her and the little lamb was a tall, middle-aged man who remained silent, but his face was gloomy and his eyes held a deep contempt for Wang Lixian's family and the surrounding villagers.

He appeared extremely arrogant.

The fat woman kept yelling.

The little lamb grew increasingly anxious as she listened, and finally burst into tears, repeatedly apologizing to Wang Lixian and his wife: "Uncle and Aunt, I'm so sorry, I'm really sorry. I didn't expect it to turn out like this. I really just wanted to bring my parents here to discuss my marriage with Xiaojing. I really want to marry Xiaojing..."

Seeing him like this, Wang Lixian sighed, his expression softening considerably. "Boming, don't cry. This isn't your fault. You're a good kid, Uncle knows that."

Upon hearing this, the little lamb burst into tears and cried even harder.

"What are you crying about? What's there to cry about? You treat this country bumpkin's daughter like a treasure, while your family introduces you to so many good girls, but you don't even look at them..."

"You're still so close to that country bumpkin family, how come you're becoming more and more immature as you grow up? Your parents wouldn't harm you, would they?"

The fat woman also got anxious and yelled at the little lamb, complaining that her son was useless.

The fat woman had a very loud voice, and it quickly attracted a large crowd of villagers to watch.

The little lamb burst into tears, turned to the middle-aged man and said, "Dad, tell me, nowadays people advocate freedom in marriage and love. Is it wrong for me to want to find someone I like and who is compatible with me?"

The tall, middle-aged man glanced at his crying son, snorted with a gloomy face, and said nothing.

The fat woman retorted, "If you want freedom in marriage and relationships, why don't you find someone in the city? Why come all the way to this poor, remote place?"

And the insults kept getting worse.

Sanni'er's temper couldn't stand this. She had been holding back, but now her anger was escalating, and she started arguing with the fat woman.

It's true that she wants to marry into the city, but she wants to marry a city person to enjoy a good life, not to suffer mistreatment.

Finally, the fat woman glared at the little lamb and said hatefully, "Look, look, this is the wife you wanted! She's just an unreasonable shrew from some poor, backwater village. She only cares about our money. If we didn't have any, see if she'd stay with you..."

"No, I love Xiaojing, I love this woman from the poor countryside, I can't live without her."

The little lamb, in a moment of impulsiveness, cried out loudly.

The surrounding villagers couldn't help but burst into laughter upon hearing this, pointing and whispering about the family.

They are not as isolated as they used to be, having never seen any city people.

In the past two years, quite a few city people have come to the village. Now, two professors are living here. They are all very kind and approachable, unlike this family who throw tantrums.

“Fugui, Teacher Zhao, you’ve finally arrived. Look at this family. They call themselves city people, but when they start cursing and throwing tantrums, they’re no different from us.”

"Exactly, but this couple is pretty bold. They dare to come all this way to our mountain valley to cause trouble. Aren't they afraid of getting beaten to death?"

"Hey, you don't know, if it weren't for Li Xian's family seeing Xiao Fang as a good, sensible, and reliable young man, accepting him as their son-in-law, and protecting his reputation by not embarrassing him, Li Xian and his brothers would have already grabbed weapons and started bullying them. They've come to bully us, and they've even bullied the woman's family. They haven't wronged him or owed him anything, so who's going to back down from them?"

"Yeah yeah."

"..."

The villagers were chattering away, but Wang Laishun called the two old men, Chen Ling and Zhao Yubao, and the young man aside and whispered to each other for a while.

After discussing it, Chen Ling nodded: "Alright, Fifth Uncle, your method is also acceptable. For Xiao Fang's sake, let Uncle Zhao and Uncle Zhong take charge."

He came to help out Wang Lixian's family, but Little Sheep is a really nice guy, so it's best to handle things gently if possible.

Just as they finished discussing the matter, a scream suddenly rang out from the crowd, followed by a burst of laughter from the villagers.

It turned out that some children, filled with righteous indignation, saw the couple constantly cursing and belittling their village, and, unable to contain their anger, started throwing stones and clods of dirt at them.

The little lamb's father originally seemed quite serious.

He was hit so hard he clutched his head and pulled the fat woman to avoid it.

"You brats, get out of here. What business is it of yours?"

"Ha, he still dares to curse. He told us to get lost, so let's smash that son of a bitch and let him curse again."

Liu Nier gritted her teeth and said that Wang Zhenzhen and Rui Rui behind Chen Ling also wanted to join in the fun, but Chen Ling stopped them in time.

After Liu Nier and her friends had smashed the little lamb's parents so badly they were running away with their heads in their hands, the villagers laughed heartily. Only then did Chen Ling call them back.

Then, after nodding to Zhao Yubao, the two old men went over and pulled Little Sheep's father aside to talk.

"Haha, our village's two top professors have stepped up."

The villagers clapped and shouted.

"Professor?" The Fang couple, who were seething with anger, were initially wary of the two old men and wanted to say something sarcastic. However, after hearing the voices in the crowd and seeing that the two old men didn't look like country farmers, they accepted the cigarettes offered by Zhao Yubao and went to the side to talk.

"Which university are you two professors from? The name Zhao Yubao sounds familiar."

"Dad, Mom, Teacher Zhao Yubao is a writer, and Teacher Zhong is a great painter..."

The little lamb wiped away its tears and explained.

For some reason, when the little kids threw stones at his parents, he wasn't angry at all; instead, he felt a sense of relief and camaraderie.

But since they were his parents, they quickly followed.

"The great writer Zhao Yubao? Is it real?" Mr. Fang was both surprised and skeptical.

Fang's mother's eyes lit up. This was another famous writer and painter. Could they be related to the Wang family in some way?

Otherwise, why would I ask them to "speak nicely" to me?

If that's the case, it's not impossible to agree.

To avoid my son throwing a tantrum.

My son may seem gentle, but he can be quite stubborn and opinionated when it comes to certain things. He's also a man of his own mind.

We told him to break off his ties with the country girl as soon as possible, and he agreed on the surface, but in reality, he secretly hid here for a year, doing dirty and tiring work instead of going back.

That really infuriated them.

If it weren't to sever his ties with this place completely, they wouldn't have made this trip.

"Of course it's true. I've said I'm quite famous here now. I make a lot of money in transportation, much more than you think, but you just wouldn't believe me..."

The little lamb recounted all the strange and wonderful stories of Chenwangzhuang, such as the Turtle King, the Great Water Monster, and how if the road weren't so bad, there would be over 20,000 tourists, and even people from Beijing, Shanghai, and Guangzhou would come.

His parents fell silent after hearing this, and when they noticed the villagers' curious glances, they suddenly felt their faces burning with embarrassment.

It turns out that the villagers in this village are not ordinary country bumpkins; they are all worldly-wise. Not only have they seen plenty of city people, but two professors who came to the village to escape the summer heat also live there.

They were just showing off here, looking down on everyone.

This is so embarrassing.

……

With the two old men, Zhao Yubao and his wife, taking action, it was like a royal flush, directly suppressing the arrogance of Little Sheep's parents.

Whether it's awkward or not, nobody cares. The villagers all know that Little Sheep is a good guy, and they still want him to get married smoothly as soon as possible.

So he didn't embarrass his parents too much.

They definitely couldn't get into Wang Lixian's house today, but Wang Laishun, who was the Party Secretary, gave them a simple welcome.

Of course, it's good enough that they provide meals. But since it's for the sake of Little Sheep, don't expect the food to be anything special.

Chen Ling, along with Zhao Yubao and others, sat idly at Wang Lixian's house for a while. Apart from San Ni'er, who was restless, Wang Lixian and his wife, as well as everyone else, remained quite calm.

They didn't want to trouble everyone again with their third daughter's matter, so they simply talked about it briefly and that was it.

Ultimately, the little lamb's parents certainly wouldn't dare cause any more trouble; the rest can just be dealt with slowly.

in the afternoon.

Chen Ling went up the mountain to dig up some mushrooms and cut some bamboo.

The thatched roofs in the chicken coops, duck sheds, and other livestock pens need to be replaced.

With the recent increase in rainfall, the thatched roof of the old shed has become less durable due to wind, sun and rain, as well as the noise and disturbance caused by chickens and birds landing on it.

Furthermore, Chen Ling also plans to add some new scenery to the orchard, with the exterior resembling a castle and the interior used for raising animals or storing items.

I've been busy for half a day, and the idea is good, but it's still a bit too slow to put into practice.

Fortunately, Chen Ling wasn't in a hurry. He was tired and planned to rest. He took Er Tuzi, got on the horse, and went to release pigeons near Zhao Yubao's house.

When they arrived, they were surprised to find that Little Sheep's parents were there. This was understandable, given what had happened that morning; it wasn't appropriate to go to Wang Lixian's house immediately.

During lunch, I asked Wang Laishun and Xiao Mianyang about the situation in the village. After hearing about it, I really wanted to visit Chen Ling's house, but then I heard that he was very close to Wang Lixian, so I felt a little embarrassed to go.

In the end, I had no choice but to come to Zhao Yubao's place.

Anyway, these two old men acted as peacemakers this morning, and they're even celebrities, so it's a good opportunity to get closer to them.

Upon seeing Chen Ling approach, he greeted her warmly, though with a hint of caution.

After Chen Ling agreed, they couldn't help but ask him all sorts of questions out of curiosity.

However, seeing that Chen Ling was only training the pigeons and didn't seem to be saying much, he stopped asking and regretted not finding out more about the village and Wang's relatives and friends.

It's gotten a bit awkward now.

Chen Ling ignored them and played by himself, while occasionally chatting with Zhao Yubao and the other person.

As they got into the game, the pigeons' coordination began to show results.

It can even fly around Er Tuzi.

Suddenly he heard the brigade's loudspeaker calling out to him:

"Is Fugui here? Is Fugui here? If Fugui hears this, come to the village committee! A tiger has entered the village! A tiger has entered the village! The zoo has brought the tiger over..."

(End of this chapter)