My 1995 Small Farm.

Chapter 486 Beating
Chen Ling already knew about Wang Jusheng's family situation.

It wasn't just Chen Ling who knew.

Who in the whole village doesn't know?

But it has never escalated to this extent before.

They openly helped the second brother bully the eldest brother.

Wang Laishun is the village party secretary, how could he let his wife act so recklessly?

They even called over two of their maternal uncles to gang up on the eldest brother.

This is truly shameful beyond belief.

"Are you going to change it or not? Are you going to change it or not?"

"If you don't change it, I'll beat you to death today."

In the melon field, two men over fifty years old, looking fierce, followed their nephew Wang Juxiang and slapped him repeatedly.

"You don't even listen to your mother, you unfilial brat."

The two uncles were fighting and arguing.

Wang Juxiang was still gritting his teeth and kicking his older brother hard.

Before Wang Jusheng could even utter a rebuttal, he was beaten black and blue, collapsing to the ground with blood streaming from his nose.

In a fit of anger, he tried to push himself up to touch the stones by the ditch.

But no sooner had he touched the stone than his mother, Liang Guizhen, rushed over, yelling, "You unfilial brat, how dare you pick up a stone!" and slamming a shovel at her eldest son.

Where could Wang Jusheng possibly hide?
His mother slapped him on the back with a shovel.

The old woman seemed still not satisfied after that first shovel strike, and she shouted and cursed as she slammed the shovel down twice more.

The old woman from the countryside is quite strong.

Three shovel blows nearly knocked Wang Jusheng unconscious.

The husband was beaten and bullied.

Zhang Qiaoling was so angry she almost wanted to kill someone.

She entrusted her two children to the villagers who were herding cattle on the riverbank, and then went to help her husband.

As a result, they were stopped by that wicked old woman Liang Guizhen and Wang Laishun.

Zhang Qiaoling was furious, tears welling up in her eyes, and she almost ground her teeth to powder as she looked at her father-in-law and said, "Dad, you're also the Party Secretary, aren't you afraid of being laughed at?!"

Wang Laishun remained silent with a gloomy face.

Liang Guizhen, however, leaned on her shovel and jumped up and down, cursing: "Hmph, this farmland on the riverbank originally belonged to Juxiang. You didn't work for one person for a year, and you still want to monopolize it."

"You won't be allowed to plant any more for the next year."

"Liang Guizhen! Have you no shame?!"

Zhang Qiaoling was furious and rushed at the wicked old woman, crying and tearing at her.

But how vicious that wicked old woman is!

Zhang Qiaoling may be young and strong, but...

But they couldn't match the wicked old woman's many tricks.

He immediately started scratching his eldest daughter-in-law's face.

Scratching face, pulling hair.

It pulled Zhang Qiaoling's hair out strand by strand.

His face was covered in scratches from fingernails.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were rolling around on the ground.

Dandan and Datou were on the riverbank, looking this way, and burst into tears.

Hearing his son and daughter crying, and his wife being beaten by his mother, Wang Jusheng couldn't help but break down and cry out, his face covered in blood, "Dad, I'd rather die than trade this melon patch! Let Juxiang beat me to death!"

The scene was so disheartening that even the villagers who had initially been watching the spectacle lost their enthusiasm.

I felt a pang of sympathy and sorrow for Wang Jusheng and his family.

Some soft-hearted and sentimental women even shed tears.

It was under these circumstances that Chen Ling arrived at the scene.

He had just arrived riding his little blue horse.

He was spotted by a sharp-eyed villager who exclaimed, "Fugui is here!"

The group turned to look at the dirt road and saw Chen Ling jump off his little blue horse, carrying a black fire poker, and stride into the melon field.

"Wow~"

The old yellow dog chained up in the melon patch belonged to Wang Laishun and was led to the melon patch by Wang Jusheng to watch over the melons.

Seeing that Chen Ling was coming at him in a bad way, he stretched out the iron chain and yelled at him.

Chen Ling didn't even look at it, and kicked it.

Enraged, and with an unknown amount of force, the old yellow dog howled in pain, flew into the grass with its chain still attached, and never moved again.

Liang Guizhen, the old woman, was still arguing with her eldest daughter-in-law when she saw Chen Ling coming aggressively. She immediately raised her eyebrows and was about to say something.

But Chen Ling slapped him aside with a livid face.

Wang Laishun knew something was wrong the moment he saw Chen Ling, but before he could react, he saw his wife being slapped to the ground.

At this moment, they hurriedly and urgently stepped forward to stop them:

"What are you doing getting rich? This is none of your business! Don't get involved!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Ling shoved him to the ground, and he couldn't get up for a long time.

"Chen Fugui, how dare you hit someone!"

Liang Guizhen sat on the ground, covering her face and screaming.

"I'm going to beat you up, you old hag."

Without saying a word, Chen Ling grabbed the old woman by the collar and slapped her repeatedly across the face.

I'm still not satisfied after hitting him.

He kicked her aside, sending her sprawling to the side. The old woman lay panting heavily near the edge of the melon patch, not far from her eldest son, Wang Jusheng.

"Fugui, you have no regard for any feelings at all, have you?"

Wang Laishun's face was extremely ugly, and his eyes seemed to be spitting fire.

Seeing his mother being beaten, Wang Juxiang roared in anger, "Chen Fugui, you son of a bitch!"

He abandoned Wang Jusheng and, with his two uncles, prepared to attack Chen Ling.

They grabbed shovels and carrying poles and started hitting Chen Ling.

Why would Chen Ling be afraid of them?

He swung a black, meter-long fire poker at the top of his lungs.

He came here seething with resentment.

Arriving here and seeing the state of the melon field, he was filled with rage, with nowhere to vent it.

So they didn't hold back at all.

Besides, his strength is unmatched by ordinary people.

That fire poker is made of pure iron, over a meter long, and is used to start fires in winter.

If you swing a fire poker at him, you can knock even a bull down.

Let alone people.

In a single exchange, Wang Juxiang was beaten so badly that he fell to the ground with a howl.

One of his legs was broken by Chen Ling.

At this point, the leg had probably just broken and wasn't in too much pain yet.

Wang Juxiang still had the energy to curse.

"Chen Fugui, you motherless bastard, I'll curse your ancestors for eighteen generations."

He thought his two uncles were there.

Chen Ling was completely unable to withstand it.

Unexpectedly, Chen Ling didn't even glance at the two old men.

He let the shovels and carrying poles from those two old geezers fall on him.

They were determined to fight him alone.

While he was cursing, I grabbed his collar and slapped him hard across the face.

"That'll teach you to fart."

"You're farting."

"You're farting."

"Why learn anything but your mother's foul mouth?"

"You're all bullies at home. You're so proud of shitting on your older brother's head. If you dare to spew filth again, I'll beat you up every time I see you."

Chen Ling was ready to slap Wang Juxiang so hard his mouth would be smashed, and he slapped him and cursed.

They beat Wang Juxiang until he saw stars and his face was covered in blood.

I felt dizzy and couldn't say a word.

That's still not enough to vent my anger.

He grabbed Wang Juxiang by the hair and shoved him backward.

Wang Juxiang couldn't withstand such force. He fell flat on his face, his head hitting the ground hard, his big face covered in bruises.

He was lying there with his butt sticking out, struggling to stand up.

During this time.

Wang Juxiang's two uncles were also hitting Chen Ling with shovels and carrying poles.

Almost all of it fell on his back.

But Chen Ling was like a mad tiger; this amount of strength was no match for him.

and.

Seeing Wang Juxiang beaten up like this, Chen Ling still wanted to beat him up.

The two old men were so frightened that they quickly threw away their shovels and carrying poles.

She rushed over to stop him.

"Go away!"

As a result, Chen Ling swayed his shoulders and flung the old man who was lunging at him to the side.

They grabbed Wang Juxiang, whose face was covered in blood, from the ground.

He swung his fist and unleashed another brutal beating.

Wang Laishun and his two uncles tried to stop him.

However, they were stopped by Wang Lixian and others who arrived at the scene.

The whole process is a long story.

Actually, it hasn't been long since Chen Ling arrived.

Liang Guizhen had just recovered from her shock when she saw her youngest son being brutally beaten by Chen Ling and these people blocking them from going up. With her swollen face, she cursed, "Wang Lixian, Chen Dazhi, you bastards, you ancestors for eighteen generations! If you dare to meddle in other people's business today, you'll be just like that bastard Chen Fugui, may your whole family die a horrible death!"

This old woman curses at everyone she sees, but these people just keep them from going to Chen Ling's place.

It meant making them watch helplessly as Wang Juxiang was beaten.

Enraged, Liang Guizhen could no longer contain herself and began to wail like a mourner: "...Waaaaah, oh my god, oh my earth! Chen Fugui beat someone! Chen Fugui killed someone! God, may lightning strike his whole family dead... Waaaaah, I can't live like this..."

With snot and tears streaming down her face, Liang Guizhen sat down on the ground, slapping her thigh and bursting into tears. Her voice rose and fell in a dramatic, theatrical cadence. She was crying and shouting with great fervor.

A large hand grabbed her collar...

'Snapped! '

He slapped her across the face, leaving the old woman completely stunned.

"Ah~"

"Chen Fugui, you bastard, may God strike you dead..."

*Smack! Smack!*

"I'll teach you to fart and spew filth. You didn't get enough of beating me just now, did you?"

The resounding slap left the old woman disheveled, blood trickling from her mouth, and several teeth knocked out.

He lay on the ground, writhing in pain, his body arched, gasping for breath, groaning and rolling around.

Wang Laishun cried out anxiously, "Guizhen, Guizhen, are you alright...?"

"Keep barking, why don't you change it?"

Chen Ling got angry just looking at this old hag, and was about to slap her again.

Wang Laishun glared at him angrily: "Fugui, you have no regard for any feelings at all, and you insist on making your fifth uncle's family suffer so much, is that it?"

"Fifth Uncle, you haven't wronged me in any way, but I can't just watch Jusheng get beaten up for nothing..."

Chen Ling said with a cold, hard face: "Although my parents are gone, I know that as an elderly person, I can't be too disheartening."

Today, I'm here to stand up for Brother Jusheng.

If you want to hold a grudge, then hold a grudge.

Enough with the nonsense.

Say one more word, and I'll beat you up too.

He always held Wang Laishun in high esteem.

But what happened today was really too much. If he didn't stand up for Wang Jusheng, he would have failed as a brother.

"you……"

Wang Laishun's vision went black instantly.

When the villagers who were watching saw this, they all showed mocking smiles and secretly cursed him.

He did a decent job as the village secretary, but his treatment of his two sons made him a laughingstock.

Wang Juxiang's two uncles gritted their teeth and said fiercely, "Laishun, don't waste your breath on him. Call some men over and beat this bastard to death."

Chen Ling sneered upon hearing this: "Heh, I haven't even settled accounts with you yet, and you're already jumping out to make a fuss."

"...Pah! You little bastard, all you do is spout nonsense! What business is it of yours to interfere in our family's affairs?!"

The two old men were actually a little afraid of Chen Ling.

They hit him a few times just now, but he's acting like nothing happened.

Moreover, this kid is incredibly strong. When they tried to stop him, it felt like trying to stop a herd of frightened livestock. With a flick of his arm, he sent them flying.

He's so strong and can take a beating; he must be made of iron.

"I'm taking charge today, you idiot! What are you going to do about it?"

Having said that, ignoring the terrified looks in the eyes of the two old men, he clenched his fist and punched them straight at them.

He beat a tall old man so badly that blood spurted from his mouth and nose, and his face was covered in bruises.

He tilted his head back and fell down.

The crowd gasped in surprise, feeling both relieved and somewhat frightened by Chen Ling.

Ignoring everything else, Chen Ling reached out and pulled out another short old man, causing him to stumble.

He fell heavily to the ground, face-first into the mud.

Then he grabbed the old man by the collar, lifted him up, and threw him to the ground. The old man staggered and fell to another spot.

After several such incidents, the old man became completely disoriented, his face covered in blood and mud, and he lay motionless on the ground like a dead dog.

Chen Ling then glanced at the tall old man, which startled the old fellow so much that he trembled.

"What are you doing?"

Seeing his brother being treated like this, he became frightened.

"What am I supposed to do? How did you just beat your own nephew? Have you forgotten?!"

Chen Ling stepped forward, picked up the fire poker, and swung it at him.

There was a crisp sound.

With a scream, one of his legs was ruined.

"Those two old geezers dare to come to our village and beat people up."

"He even dared to beat up his own nephew, what a disgrace!"

"If I don't break your legs today, I'll change my surname to yours."

Chen Ling, his face grim, said he wouldn't hesitate to break the legs of those two old bastards.

After beating up those two old guys.

Then they pulled Wang Juxiang over.

"Go ahead and yell, why aren't you yelling anymore? Weren't you yelling pretty loudly when you were hitting your brother?"

Wang Juxiang had a broken leg and was brutally beaten by Chen Ling. At this point, all he could do was scream in agony; he couldn't utter a single word.

Chen Ling threw him to the ground, where he whimpered and groaned like a dead dog.

"Where's Liang Guizhen? Why isn't she making any noise?"

"You were just swinging a shovel at your eldest son's head, weren't you having a good time?"

Liang Guizhen kept her head down on the ground, not daring to lift it, and hummed softly, not daring to utter a single word.

The villagers watching on the riverbank almost couldn't help but cheer loudly at the sight.

Paralyzed.

I've disliked Wang Juxiang and his mother for a long time.

Today, finally someone has taught them a lesson.

Beside him, Wang Laishun looked grim and remained silent.

He realized he couldn't go against this reckless brat.

For ordinary people, it's acceptable to act like an elder or show off the power of the Party Secretary.

Chen Ling is different; he'll resort to violence at the slightest provocation.

The youngest son, with both of his brothers-in-law's legs broken, dared not utter another word.

Chen Ling just said it outright: anyone who says another word will be beaten too.

I've completely lost face today.

He and Chen Ling used to be considered a good match, even though they were of different ages.

I never imagined things would escalate to this point.

"Fugui, how did things turn out like this?"

At this moment, Wang Laiyun, Wang Jukun, and others arrived late.

I rushed over here and said some polite words.

"Even if something happens, you should come to us first. Your fifth uncle hasn't done anything bad to you, so why are you making such a fuss?"

Actually, their family is large, and there are many awkward situations. No one wanted to get involved in this matter, otherwise they would have come long ago.

"Uncle Laiyun, Brother Jukun, you definitely know better than me what's going on with the melon fields on the riverbank and the high-voltage power lines..."

Chen Ling stuck the fire poker into the ground: "The eldest brother has always given way to his brothers since childhood, letting them have all the benefits. Even now that they're married and have families, he still has to give way to the younger ones."

The younger one doesn't remember any of the older one's kindness.

They'll steal it if you don't give it to them, and they'll even fight...

Is this something a human being could do?

After he said that, they fell silent.

No one said Chen Ling was ruthless.

That's how fights happen in the village.

There have been numerous cases of people losing their lives in the pursuit of farmland or residential land.

Going back further, why didn't Wang Chunyuan's father and Erzhu's father dare to stay in the village and instead moved to the county town?

Isn't it just that they've been running rampant for years and are now afraid of retaliation in their old age?
It was pitch black with no streetlights at that time. If you encountered someone at night, they might stab you with a knife or chop you with an axe. Who would know who did it?

After all, they've offended too many people.

It's said that most of the village has a feud.

……

More and more villagers gathered to watch.

Knowing that Chen Ling stood up for Wang Jusheng, slapped his wife Liang Guizhen to death, and broke the legs of Wang Juxiang, his uncle, and his nephew.

They exclaimed how satisfying it was.

I can't help but praise him as a true hero, an iron man.

Wang Lixian and the others were worried about him before, but now it seems he truly deserves to be called a man who can catch leopards.

Wang Susu also rushed over at this time, and was extremely worried after hearing the news.

Seeing that Chen Ling was not only unharmed, but also holding a fire poker with an air of authority, ready to challenge someone, they finally felt relieved.

He and his sister-in-law Su Ligai pulled Zhang Qiaoling and the two children aside to comfort them.

“That old woman Guizhen is a real scoundrel. She bullies Qiaoling because she can’t fight. Look what she scratched on Qiaoling’s face.”

"That's right. I saw that old hag grab Qiaoling's hair, wrap it around her fingers and pull it down. She pulled out a lot of hair with each pull, and Qiaoling's head was covered in blood. Her scalp was even torn off."

"Fugui deserved to beat them up. They should be taught a lesson. It's really satisfying."

"Yes, that felt good."

The riverbank was noisy, and Chen Ling no longer cared what they were saying.

They came to Wang Jusheng's side, ready to carry him home.

Wang Jusheng was lying by the ditch in the melon field, his face covered in blood and his eyes swollen shut.

I can't see anything either.

Moreover, he was covered in injuries and had just been knocked to the ground, unable to even stand up.

But you can still hear it.

Knowing that Chen Ling had arrived, his lips trembled, as if he wanted to speak, but he couldn't utter a single word.

He was just trembling all over, shaking incessantly.

I don't know if it was from anger or something else, but I felt a tightness in my throat and couldn't say a word.

Tears were streaming from my eyes.

The tears stung the wound on my face.

But Wang Jusheng couldn't hold back his tears.

A man in his thirties, a father of two, how could he have ended up like this if he hadn't been forced into it by his own parents and brothers?

The villagers couldn't bear to look.

Chen Ling sighed, said nothing, and carried him home.

(This chapter was slightly modified at 11 PM on the day of the update. The plot and comments vary, so please be gentle with your criticism.)
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