Old Man Zhao, the legendary healer of Xinghua Village!

Zhao Dazhu said with a troubled expression, "Caixia, I'm not trying to renege on my debt, but the problem is we agreed that I would pay you back within six months. I'm not even ready yet, so how am I supposed to pay you back now?"

"But I need the money too..." Wang Caixia said, her voice trembling with tears, her eyes red with anxiety.

Zhao Dazhu sighed and said, "I really have no other choice now. Why don't you take whatever valuable things you have in my house and sell them?"

Since Zhao Dazhu had already put it this way, Wang Caixia naturally had no choice but to comply. She couldn't very well go to Zhao Dazhu's house to take something.

With a sigh, Wang Caixia turned and left.

As soon as she left, Zhao Dazhu hurriedly returned to the living room and closed the door.

"Shall we continue?" Zhao Dazhu asked.

"Why are you asking me? If you want to continue, then... then continue..."

Li Yujiao spoke shyly, her blushing and bashful appearance resembling a camellia that had not yet fully bloomed.

Zhao Dazhu couldn't help but swallow hard, and then eagerly stepped forward.

He raised both hands and reached out, wanting to unbutton the collar of Li Yujiao's clothes.

Suddenly, a woman's heart-wrenching cries came from Wang Caixia's house next door.

And that was clearly Wang Caixia's voice!

"Is this ever going to end?" Li Yujiao said angrily.

Zhao Dazhu was also cursing inwardly, but he didn't say anything and hurriedly ran outside.

Wang Caixia was also a woman with a tragic fate. As a widow, she had no one to rely on and her life was already very difficult. She also had to support her daughter's schooling, so Zhao Dazhu really didn't want anything to happen to her.

As soon as Zhao Dazhu ran to Wang Caixia's door, he saw several local thugs standing arrogantly in Wang Caixia's yard.

Some people even broke into Wang Caixia's house and took things out!

Wang Caixia was slumped on the ground, her hair disheveled, crying so hard she couldn't breathe.

"Stop it... Don't take my things..."

"I didn't say I wouldn't pay... Give me some more time to think..."

"Where's Wang Jianguo...? Where's that bastard? He won't show up, so you're just coming to my house to steal my things, right? Is he even human...?"

Wang Caixia cried and shouted, her face covered in tears.

Hearing the commotion, villagers from Xinghua Village came from all directions, crowding at the courtyard gate and peering inside.

Upon seeing this, they pointed and cursed Wang Jianguo.

But this was the only way they could express their sympathy for Wang Caixia, the widow. They would naturally refuse to actually help her.

Zhao Dazhu couldn't stand it any longer. After only a moment's hesitation, he clenched his fists, strode over, and shouted, "Stop it, all of you! You grown men are bullying a widow! Have you no shame?!"

The villagers at the entrance of the courtyard were all stunned.

They never dreamed that Zhao Dazhu would dare to go and help.

In their eyes, Zhao Dazhu was an honest, simple-minded old bachelor who was always amiable and polite to everyone he met.

To put it nicely, that's called being easygoing.

To put it bluntly, it boils down to one word—coward!

But now, this cowardly old man has actually become tough.

How could they possibly believe that?

Li Yujiao was also in the crowd at that moment. Having experienced what happened last night, she was not at all surprised that Zhao Dazhu stepped forward.

But her beautiful eyes were fixed on Zhao Dazhu without blinking, her gaze almost infatuated.

"Who do we have here? It's you, Old Zhao."

The man leading the group was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with a pointed mouth and monkey-like cheeks, and looked extremely sleazy.

His real name is Li Lei, but everyone in the village calls him Monkey because he looks just like a monkey.

"You old codger Zhao, you actually dare to stand up for others? Did the sun rise in the west, or are you out of your mind?" The monkey sneered repeatedly, not taking Zhao Dazhu seriously at all.

The local thugs and ruffians laughed and sneered, each casting a contemptuous look at Zhao Dazhu.

Zhao Dazhu didn't waste any words.

He rushed over and kicked the monkey!

With a dull thud, the monkey screamed and flew three or four meters away. After landing, it grimaced in pain and couldn't get up for a while.

The entire cement courtyard fell silent instantly; you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone was stunned, staring blankly at Zhao Dazhu, no one able to come to their senses.

Even Wang Caixia stopped crying. She stared blankly at Zhao Dazhu, her mouth agape, wide enough to fit a salted duck egg.

"Who do you think you are, calling Zhao the Old Donkey? Who do you think you are!"

Zhao Dazhu strode forward and kicked the monkey several times, making the guy scream.

It wasn't until then that the villagers at the gate finally came to their senses, and then they erupted in chaos!

"Good heavens, is this still Old Zhao the Donkey?"

"He actually dared to hit someone? And hit them so hard?"

"Am I...am I hallucinating?"

"Am I crazy, or is Old Zhao the Donkey crazy?"

Hearing the discussions and even exclamations of those around her, Li Yujiao felt a sense of pride.

Her face flushed, she said, "Who do you think you are? Old Zhao is amazing! He's just too lazy to argue with people, that's why he's so low-key, but when the time comes, he'll strike!"

Zhao Dazhu, who was in the courtyard, heard the villagers' discussions and what Li Yujiao said.

He now felt a surge of pride.

This feeling of being the center of attention is really great.

But now was not the time to think about such things. Zhao Dazhu quickly came to his senses and glared fiercely at the monkey and the thugs.

"Put everything down! Anyone who doesn't give me face shouldn't blame me for not giving them face in return!"

Zhao Dazhu shouted sternly, and the surrounding air seemed to vibrate.

Lying on the ground, clutching his chest, the monkey gritted his teeth and said, "What are you afraid of? There are so many of us, surely we can handle this old geezer? Get him! Beat him to a pulp!"

So all those thugs and ruffians dropped what they were holding and rushed towards Zhao Dazhu in a swarm.