1970s: A hot-tempered wife who accompanied a soldier to the military compound and made a fortune.

Chapter 590 They're really fighting!
The Party Secretary didn't give Peng Ailan any face at all.

The autumn harvest has begun, and there are so many things to do every day that it's hard to keep up. For someone like her who always holds things back, it's a blessing if she gets a kind word.

Peng Ailan didn't expect that she was going to escalate the matter so much, and the Party Secretary still wanted to help suppress the issue. How could that be allowed: "Party Secretary, you're being too biased."

The village secretary was too lazy to argue with a woman like her: "Then you should tell your husband to hunt a wolf. The wolf meat will be paid for by the village, and I'll make sure to have the wolf skin tanned and stored at your home."

Peng Ailan was so angry that her face turned red and her neck bulged: "Secretary, aren't you making things difficult for me? You know perfectly well that Quanwen from my family doesn't have that ability, yet you still say that. Are you trying to send him to his death?"

The Party Secretary's face immediately darkened: "Since you've already said that hunting wolves is suicide, why are you causing trouble at someone else's house? Where's your sense of shame?"

After saying that, he looked at Liu Quanwen, who had just turned halfway around at the back of the crowd: "Quanwen, is your wife's fussing your idea, or hers?"

In one sentence, everyone's attention was drawn to Liu Quanwen, who was about to slip away.

For a time, he was caught in a dilemma, unsure whether to stay or leave.

Since the Party Secretary had already called out his name, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and turn around: "Don't listen to that woman's nonsense. I'm just looking for something handy to teach her a lesson."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Liu Zhili, the village secretary's grandson, swiftly handed him the stick in his hand: "Uncle Quanwen, take this stick, it's very useful."

In front of everyone, Liu Quanwen had no choice but to take the stick, weigh it in his hand, and said awkwardly, "It does feel comfortable in my hand."

Before he could even make a move, Peng Ailan exploded: "Liu Quanwen, you bastard, what are you trying to do?"

Liu Quanwen was now in a precarious position. If he didn't respond, wouldn't everyone think he was being insincere and contradicting himself? A hint of guilt flashed across his face, but when he looked up at Peng Ailan, his expression turned to anger. It was a waste of her talent not to be an actress: "You damned woman, all you do is cause trouble. Even if you're doing it for the village, you can't go against the cadres. I'll beat you to death!"

As he spoke, he raised the stick and struck Peng Ailan.

He figured the Party Secretary was standing right across from him, and Peng Ailan had people following behind her, so someone had to come out and stop her.

So he really put a lot of effort into that blow, just to let everyone know that he wasn't just talking the talk.

To his surprise, the Party Secretary was pulled into conversation by his own grandson and didn't have time to stop him.

Those standing behind Peng Ailan, fearing they would be implicated, scattered in all directions.

Peng Ailan never expected Liu Quanwen to actually do it, so she stood still, glaring at him angrily with an expression that said, "You dare touch me and see what happens."

But the stick came crashing down, and she cried out, "Liu Quanwen, I'll curse your ancestors!"

Despite the pain, she rushed towards her husband.

Liu Quanwen didn't expect things to turn out this way. Before he could react, his wife pounced on him, snatched the stick from him, and started hitting him.

No matter what, he was still a grown man. Feeling humiliated in front of the villagers, he caught the stick that was being hit and pulled it into his hand. So the situation reversed again, and the stick was used to hit Peng Ailan: "You damned woman, you've gone too far! I'll beat you to death!"

Not only was the Party Secretary dumbfounded, but the surrounding villagers were also somewhat bewildered: They were really going to fight?