MTL - There is Room For Abandoned Women In the 1980s

Chapter 7 Want to see how the scumbag becomes unlucky?

Captain Zhang Guodong was so frightened that he bared his teeth. He had to protect Zhang Xiuxiu and could do nothing to prevent Jiang Cailian from being beaten.

 “Hold on tight, someone is about to die.”

Zhang Guodong ordered the old women who were watching the fun that only women can fight women. If a man comes over and acts like a hooligan, you can jump into the Yellow River and not be able to wash it off.

"I'm putting my words here today. Anyone who dares to stop me will be in trouble with my Zheng family."

Zheng Dakui rolled up his sleeves, his tanned arms were bulging with hard muscles, and his huge fists were raised in a threatening manner. His appearance was calm and full of threats, who dared to help?

 Besides, what the Zhang family does is not human affairs, and it is natural for the Zheng family to vent their anger on their daughter.

“My dear, please, if you do this, you will destroy Hong Bin. He is your brother-in-law.”

Zhang Fugui chose to keep his son between his daughter and his son. As for Xiuxiu, as long as it can calm the anger of the Zheng family, let her sacrifice for the family!

Zheng Dakui grabbed Zhang Fugui by his collar and lifted him a foot off the ground. His eyes red with anger were as sharp as a knife. He glared at Zhang Fugui and gritted his teeth and said:

 “You’re right, I just want to destroy him.”

"ah?"

 Zhang Fugui was thrown to the ground by Zheng Dakui, with a look of despair on his face.

“Dad, I want to go to the grain depot with you and ask that ungrateful man if he has a black heart.”

Zheng Xinyue stopped Zheng Dakui with a determined look on her face.

 Actually, she wanted to watch the fun and see how the scumbag became unlucky?

Suddenly reaching the peak of life and falling down, will Zhang Hongbin commit suicide because he has no love left?

Zheng Dakui looked at his daughter distressedly, "Is your body okay?"

"I'm going."

Zheng Xinyue wiped her tears and looked at her father pitifully with her big eyes smeared with tears, making him unable to refuse.

 “Okay, dad goes to hitch the car.”

Zheng Dakui saw his daughter crying, and he immediately agreed and left with big steps.

 “Happy to the moon, sit down.”

 The third child dug out a small bench from the demolished house, wiped it clean with his hands, and asked his sister to sit down and rest.

“Xinyue, we kowtow to you, don’t go to Hong Bin, woo woo woo.”

Zheng Xinyue sat on the bench, looking at Zhang Fugui and Jiang Cailian lying on the ground begging for her, like two dogs wagging their tails begging for mercy, and she sneered in her heart.

It’s strange that they would be forgiven. The original owner died so unjustly, why didn’t they shed a single tear before?

Others were sweating from the sun and were reluctant to leave. This excitement was rare in a century.

Jiang Cailian used to have her tail up high in the village. Her son ate public food and the family was well fed. She couldn't put down anyone.

Now that they see their misfortune, everyone feels very balanced, and it will finally be the same in the future.

　　 No, I am better than her family. Her family now doesn’t even have a house.

Zheng Xinyue saw other people's faces covered with sweat. She felt strange. Why was she not hot at all? She wiped her face casually and found no sweat. But my hand touched something cold and smooth. When I picked it up and looked at it, my eyes widened.

 Ink jade safe buckle? How come this thing traveled through time with me?

"There is room." As soon as her hand touched the ink jade safety button, four big characters and a door appeared in front of her eyes. She was so frightened that she quickly retracted her hand. As soon as she let go, the door and the characters disappeared.

 “Xinyue, get in the car.”

Just when she wanted to try again, Zheng Dakui came back driving the donkey cart and called her to get on the cart.

Zheng Xinyue patted the dust on her body and got on the donkey cart after the Zhang family begged. Zheng Dakui whipped his whip in the air and made a crisp sound. The donkey cart drove away under the gaze of everyone, and no one dared to stop it.

 “It’s over, it’s over.”

 Zhang Fugui sat on the ground in despair. His daughter was sent to the commune, and his son's job was about to be lost.

 Zhang Fugui suddenly jumped up and beat his sobbing wife all over her head and face:

“It’s all the fault of you, a dead woman, and the whole family has been defeated by you.”

 (End of this chapter)