Chapter 271: Beating

Chapter 271: Beating

Zhao Meng is seven years old this year, not much older than Ju Geer.

But he is thin and scrawny, and he even looks shorter than Ju Geer.

At this moment, Zhao Meng's eyes are red, and he is nervously rubbing the hem of his clothes: "...Granny Wei, is Ah Ju okay? If it weren't for me, Ah Ju wouldn't have gotten hurt..."

Although Wei Pozi was distraught when she saw the wound on Ju Geer's head earlier, seeing Zhao Meng and his mother sitting there, visibly guilty and uneasy, Wei Pozi couldn't bring herself to say anything harsh—after all, they were also victims in this matter.

"The wound's been bandaged, and the doctor said it missed any vital spots," Wei Pozi sighed. "Ah Meng's mother, our Ju Geer has already told us what happened. Our family isn't unreasonable, and we won't blame you or Ah Meng... but shouldn't Ah Meng's father come over and give an explanation?"

Zhao Meng's mother's face turned as red as if it could drip blood. She stood up uneasily: "...His father is... is sleeping..."

Wei Pozi was really pissed off now.

You cracked another kid's head open, and you're still sleeping?!

It seems that bringing gifts to visit Ju Geer was just the mother and son's own idea.

Wei Pozi got madder the more she thought about it and slammed her hand on the table.

Zhao Meng and his mother were both startled, standing there like scared rabbits, eyes red, fidgeting nervously.

Wei Pozi had a headache and felt uneasy.

The way the mother and son were so easily frightened by the slightest movement made one wonder what kind of environment they usually lived in.

No wonder a seven-year-old child was so thin and scrawny!

Wei Pozi grew more and more furious as she thought about it. She refused the eggs they brought and shoved them back into Zhao Meng's mother's hands, telling her to take them home.

"Ju Geer is asleep now. Come back tomorrow when he's awake to see him," Wei Pozi tried to soften her tone to avoid scaring Zhao Meng.

Seeing that Wei Pozi, although she didn't accept their eggs, walked them out herself, still polite, as if she really didn't blame them—

Zhao Meng and his mother returned home uneasily.

But Wei Pozi wasn't planning to let it go.

She has four sons, and except for Ju Geer's father who is still in the county, there are three strong men at home right now!

Wei Pozi directly had her three sons grab some sticks and led them to the Zhao family.

Her Yujia's younger generation had their head broken, and as the grandmother, she couldn't stand it. Taking her sons to the perpetrator's house to seek justice was only reasonable!

It was evening, freezing cold, and there were hardly any villagers outside. Wei Pozi, along with Yu Daniu, Yu Erhu, and Yu Siyang, stormed into the Zhao family's house.

When Zhao Meng's mother opened the door, she was stunned, her face turning pale, and she stammered: "Wei... Wei Pozi, you... you all..."

Wei Pozi gently patted Zhao Meng's mother's arm, speaking calmly: "...Ah Meng's mother, this matter has nothing to do with you or Ah Meng. We just want to talk to Ah Meng's father. Think about it, this time he was drunk and hit our Ju Geer with a stone. What if next time it's just Ah Meng around?"

Zhao Meng's mother trembled slightly.

Her eyes swept over the three tall and strong sons behind Wei Pozi, a struggle flashing in her eyes. In the end, she said nothing, biting her lip and stepping aside to make way.

Wei Pozi nodded satisfactorily at Zhao Meng's mother and led her three sons into the small courtyard.

"...Which room is he sleeping in?" Wei Pozi asked.

Zhao Meng's mother didn't say a word, but her eyes darted towards the main room.

Wei Pozi caught on right away and led her three sons straight to the main room.

Zhao Meng, looking bewildered, came out of the west room: "Mom, isn't that Ju Geer's grandma and uncles... why..."

Before he could finish, Zhao Meng's mother pulled her skinny son into her arms and led him back into the west room.

Zhao Meng hesitated and looked back towards the main room: "Dad is still..."

Zhao Meng's mother quickly covered Zhao Meng's mouth and pushed him into the west room.

Not long after, a scream came from the main room.

...

Yu Daniu was at a loss for words. He had just gestured with his stick near Zhao Youcai's face, and Zhao Youcai was already screaming as if he had been seriously injured!

"You still have the nerve to scream?" Yu Daniu narrowed his eyes, putting on a fierce expression. "You broke my Ju Geer's head, and you still have the nerve to scream?"

Zhao Youcai, now mostly sober, scrambled to the corner of the kang: "Yu Daniu, you guys are trespassing!"

Yu Daniu brushed it off: "Even if you report us to the authorities, we're in the right! You threw a stone on purpose at my Ju Geer, causing him to bleed so much. That's attempted murder!"

Zhao Youcai stiffened his neck: "He deserved it! He shouldn't have gotten in the way! I can beat my own son, it's my right, and it's not illegal! If he got hurt, it's his own fault!"

"Nonsense!" Wei Pozi was furious. She pulled a stern face and said coldly, "Eldest, second, fourth, show him what's what!"

"Got it, Mom!"

Yu Daniu dragged Zhao Youcai off the kang like a wolf hauling a lamb, and Zhao Youcai struggled and screamed.

Yu Erhu grabbed a quilt from the kang and threw it over Zhao Youcai. The three brothers exchanged glances and then started hitting the quilt with their sticks.

Hitting through the quilt wouldn't leave any visible marks or cause serious injury, but it would definitely make Zhao Youcai think twice!

The three Yu brothers gave Zhao Youcai a good beating through the quilt.

Zhao Youcai howled in pain: "Stop, stop, stop—ah!"

Wei Pozi watched coldly from the side. When it was enough, she waved her hand, signaling her sons to stop.

"...Listen here, Zhao Youcai," Wei Pozi said coldly, "Tonight is just a small lesson for you. And if you're really a man, you can come find my three sons anytime to fight. But if you dare to beat your wife and son, you better be ready to get beaten yourself!"

Wei Pozi raised her voice, "Did you hear me?!"

Zhao Youcai was in so much pain that he would have barked like a dog if Wei Pozi had asked him to!

"I-I heard you!" Zhao Youcai, no longer as arrogant as before, gasped in pain and begged for mercy.

Wei Pozi then led her three sons away triumphantly.

Once they were gone, Zhao Youcai's cries of pain grew louder, and he started cursing: "Damn woman, where are you hiding!? I almost got beaten to death!"

Zhao Youcai cursed for a long time before Zhao Meng's mother finally came in with a basin of water to help him wash up.

Zhao Youcai was about to kick her, but the movement aggravated the pain from the beating.

Zhao Youcai hissed in pain, his face pale, and he realized he was in too much pain to even hit anyone.

Zhao Meng's mother stood by the kang, watching Zhao Youcai curse in pain but unable to move, a flicker of satisfaction crossed her face.