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Lin Chen frowned, pointed at the two of them, and began to reprimand them:

"What are you two doing? Huh? It's just a trivial matter, why did it have to escalate to the point of physical violence? Do you two have any respect for elders? It was just a little quarrel between the young couple, why are you two old folks meddling in it?"

"What, do you have to make things so ugly that the two families fall out and never see each other again? You want the whole village to laugh at you? You think you're so great?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Neng immediately became aggrieved and started yelling at the top of his lungs:

"Xiao Chen, you're finally here! You're the deputy director, so you have to give me your opinion on this! The Zhao family is bullying us too much! They made my daughter walk all the way back from Kaiyuan, and they didn't give her a single penny of pocket money, not even money for a phone call! As her father, how can I just stand by and watch my daughter suffer like this?"

Even if you're wronged, you can't resort to violence!

Lin Chen first retorted to Liu Neng, then turned and looked at Zhao Yutian with a face full of anger.

Seeing Lin Chen's angry expression, Zhao Yutian felt guilty, but also felt a lot of resentment, so he immediately tried to explain:

"Brother Chen, this is originally a family matter between my husband and me! It's all because my father-in-law meddles and stirs up trouble every day; otherwise, none of this mess would have happened! He's always interfering in our affairs, making it impossible for us to live a peaceful life!"

Lin Chen was impartial and unbiased, pointing out whoever was at fault.

He first squatted down to check Zhao Si's waist, confirming that he had just fallen and there was no serious injury, before standing up and taking charge of the situation.

"Stop arguing, everyone. Take turns admitting your mistakes. Zhao Yutian, even if Liu Ying is throwing a tantrum, you can't just leave a young woman like her in Kaiyuan! If something happens to her, you'll regret it!"

"You promised to buy someone a bicycle, and you went back on your word just because you were angry with your father-in-law? Taking your anger out on your wife—is that how a man behaves? What kind of skill is it to take your anger out on your wife?"

Lin Chen then turned to look at Liu Neng, his tone becoming much harsher:

"And you, Uncle, young couples quarrel and make up quickly. It's not wrong for you, as the father-in-law, to hit your son-in-law a few times when you're angry. Zhao Yutian really deserves to be disciplined. But you, not only did you grab a stick, but you also hit your fourth uncle. If you had really hurt him, could you have taken responsibility? If things got really out of hand, would you feel better if you made Liu Ying divorce him? You've ruined your daughter!"

Liu Neng had nothing to say, and could only mutter under his breath:

"I was just too angry, I couldn't help myself..."

"Even when you're angry, you still have to follow the rules. The village isn't a place for anyone to run wild."

Lin Chen straightened up, glanced around at everyone present, and said in a serious tone:

"This little thing has caused such a stir that the whole village has gathered around. Isn't that embarrassing? Yutian, quickly help your fourth uncle up so he can go home and rest. If his back continues to hurt, immediately call Xiangxiu to come and take a look. Don't let it become a problem."

"Uncle Neng, you should go back too. If there's any misunderstanding or grievance, sit down and talk it out calmly tomorrow. Don't keep making a fuss every day!"

"We're all real relatives, how could we really cut off all ties? If anyone dares to cause trouble or make a scene in private again, don't blame me for showing no mercy!"

Now that Lin Chen is the deputy director of the village, his words carry weight, and even if the two old men are angry, they have to give him face.

Zhao Yutian quickly stepped forward to help Zhao Si up, and Yutian's mother picked up the coat from the ground and put it on Zhao Si.

Taking the opportunity, Liu Yingniang grabbed Liu Neng and scolded him as they walked home. Liu Neng grumbled and protested.

Once the spectacle was over and there was nothing more to see, the villagers who had been watching dispersed in twos and threes.

As they walked, they chatted about what had just happened, laughing uncontrollably. They all said that Liu Neng was too cunning, resorting to underhanded tactics in a fight, secretly kicking people in the butt, which was extremely unethical.

As soon as the crowd dispersed, Zhao Yutian immediately squatted down and, without saying a word, hoisted Zhao Si onto his back.

Zhao Si was already thin, but his back pain prevented him from exerting himself. Yu Tian, ​​however, strained and trudged step by step into the house, constantly giving instructions:

"Dad, hold on tight to my neck, don't slip down."

Yutian's mother followed behind the father and son, talking as she walked:

"That Liu Neng is too ruthless! How old is he? He has no sense of decency!"

On the other side, Liu Ying wiped away her tears, hung her head, and dejectedly followed Liu Neng home.

She had only taken two steps when Lin Chen gently reached out and stopped her, his serious expression fading as he smiled and said:

"Yingzi, wait a minute, Xiaomeng and Xiaomei are having barbecue at my house. Why don't you come over, have a bite, chat with them, and relax?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Neng turned around and glanced at the speaker, waving his hand. He still spoke haltingly, his anger still lingering:

"Xiao...Xiao Chen, don't go today. The child has walked such a long way and his feet are covered in blisters. Go home and rest to let his feet recover."

Liu Ying stood there, sniffing slightly. After walking all day, the mere mention of barbecue made her stomach rumble.

She swallowed carefully and whispered to Liu Neng:

"Dad, I can hold on a bit... I'd like to chat with Xiaomeng and the others for a while; it's been so long since we've all gotten together."

Liu Neng pointed at her, looking at her with a disappointed expression, and muttered irritably:

"You! How can you be so obsessed with food! Your leg is like that and you're still thinking about food. I think you're heartless!"

Liu Yingniang, who was listening nearby, was furious and immediately gave him a dressing down:

"What's wrong with young people getting together? Why did you have to meddle? Look at the mess you've made today, the whole village is laughing at us, and you still have the nerve to talk to the kids!"

After speaking to Liu Neng, she immediately turned to Liu Ying and softened her tone, gently instructing her:

"Honey, go ahead and relax. Don't take it to heart. Come back early after you finish eating."

Liu Neng was speechless, standing there muttering to himself for a long time, completely exasperated.

He leaned closer to Lin Chen, lowered his voice, and looked embarrassed.

"Hey... Xiao Chen, you've finished eating... could you bring me some skewers too? I've been shouting, yelling, and doing all that work, it's really tiring."

Lin Chen ignored him, turned around and waved to Xie Xiaomei, Wang Xiaomeng, and Chen Yannan, giving them instructions:

"You guys go back with Yingzi first. The grill is still burning, so keep grilling when you get back. I'll go inside and check on Fourth Uncle, then I'll be back in a bit."

The three immediately agreed, chatting and laughing around Liu Ying as they escorted her towards the Lin family villa.

Liu Ying, who was just crying, quickly forgot her grievances and her mind was filled with the sizzling, oily meat skewers. Her steps became lighter, and she no longer felt the pain in her feet.

Liu Neng stood there watching their retreating figures, pursing his lips, and whispered to Liu Ying's mother beside him:

"Look at you... look at you, you're more enthusiastic about food than anything else. Who do you take after? You don't hide anything from anyone, you're so honest."

Liu Yingniang ignored him, glared at him, and stormed home.

When Lin Chen walked into Zhao Si's courtyard and lifted the curtain to enter the house, Zhao Si was lying on the kang (a heated brick bed), his face buried in the pillow, not daring to move, and hissing and gasping for breath.

Yutian's mother sat on the kang (a heated brick bed), her palms pressed against his lower back, gently massaging the tendons as she did so, scolding him as she did so:

"Serves you right for showing off! How old are you to still be arguing with others? Now you feel good after falling like that? You asked for trouble!"

Zhao Yutian squatted under the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), craning his neck to look at his father. He didn't show any pity; instead, his shoulders trembled as he couldn't help but laugh.

"Dad, I'm not trying to criticize you, but your first few little steps were really nimble, like dancing. How did you manage to get kicked down like that? Were you careless? When did you learn this martial arts? I've never seen anything like it in my life."

The more he talked, the funnier it became, until he finally burst out laughing, completely disregarding the fact that his father had fallen and injured himself.

Zhao Si glared at him, a sharp pain shooting through his waist, making his lips twitch uncontrollably, but he stubbornly maintained his composure and continued to blow:

"I've known martial arts for a long time; I practiced them when I was young. I've neglected them all these years, otherwise, with Liu Neng's skills, how could he have gotten close to me? This was purely due to my carelessness!"

"Don't listen to your dad's nonsense."

Yutian's mother immediately contradicted him, showing him no mercy whatsoever:

"When has he ever practiced kung fu? He just stays home all day watching martial arts shows on TV, mimicking the movements on screen, and thinks he's a master. If it really came down to a fight, he couldn't even catch a chicken. And he's just bragging!"

"Don't speak!"

Zhao Si, having his secret exposed, instantly lost face and turned back to argue:

"That was a sneak attack! That's not skill! If you're so capable, let's have a real one-on-one fight! In a proper duel, I could take him down with a single shin kick, you believe me?"

Lin Chen entered the room just in time to hear the second half of the sentence, and couldn't help but laugh out loud. He walked to the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), bent down, and asked:

"Fourth Uncle, how are you? Can you still move your back? Do you need me to drive you to the hospital for an X-ray?"

"No, no need."

Zhao Si waved his hand:

"It's nothing serious, just a bump and a big lump. I'll massage it and let it rest for a couple of days. No need to do anything unnecessary. My bones are definitely fine. If my bones were damaged, I wouldn't be able to move. I can move on my own."