Chapter 53: Threatening to Call the Police

"Chapter 53: Pushing to Report to the Police"

"What's wrong? Does it hurt badly?" Su He quickly pulled Zai Zai into her arms, patting his back soothingly while saying, "Mommy will get some medicine for you later. It won’t hurt anymore, alright?"

Fu Dajun stared at the chaotic scene before him, his head spinning.

And in the midst of it all, his grandson suddenly burst into loud sobs, clearly deeply upset.

"What on earth happened here?" Fu Dajun asked.

At that moment, Zhuang Zhuang rushed forward to speak.

"Grandpa, Zai Zai didn’t bump into Wang Mutou—He tripped and fell on his own!"

"Grandpa, I saw it too," Ya Ya added.

Seeing the situation turn against her and her sons all injured, Old Lady Wang quickly interjected, "Nonsense! Of course your family would stick up for your own! Your daughter-in-law slapped my grandson, hit me, and beat up my sons—This won’t end here!"

Before Fu Dajun could respond, Su He spoke first.

"I’m calling the police!" Su He declared.

"What? Seriously?"

The villagers were stunned. How had a kids’ fight escalated to calling the police?

People in this era were scared of bringing in the cops, especially the older generation. During the reform and opening-up period, many criminals had been executed right in the village square, and plenty had witnessed such scenes.

Now, with the current crackdown, even brawling could land someone in jail.

The village chief arrived just then and, hearing Su He’s threat to call the police, hurriedly tried to dissuade her. "Kids scrap all the time—why involve the police?"

If a village dispute ended up at the police station, he might lose next year’s election for village chief.

So when it came to calling the police, the chief was the first to object.

He hadn’t been home earlier and had arrived right after Fu Dajun, so it was a total failure on his part.

As the village chief, mediating disputes was one of his core responsibilities.

"They—a whole mob against one woman—isn’t that a crime? Shouldn’t we call the police?" Su He shot back.

The chief thought bitterly: The Wang family was strewn around bruised and beaten, while Su He didn’t have a scratch on her. How could this be called them ganging up on her?

But he only dared to grumble in his heart. Outwardly, he played the mediator. "You’re both in the wrong. Going to the police will only hurt everyone—better to let it go."

"I’m not afraid. I was just defending myself. A group of them attacked me—that’s a planned attack. The police won’t hold me responsible," Su He said coldly.

Back then, who knew the law? Hearing Su He speak with such conviction, Old Lady Wang began to panic.

"We—we never planned to hurt anyone! You threw the first punch!" Remembering that Su He had struck first, Old Lady Wang regained some confidence.

"Really? Prove I hit first." Su He retorted, then showed everyone Zai Zai’s swollen face.

Zai Zai had been keeping his head down earlier, and after being pulled into Su He’s embrace, Fu Dajun hadn’t noticed his injury. Now, seeing it, his stomach dropped—the boy’s cheek was puffed up like a peach.

"Dear heaven! Who hit him this hard?!"

"Right, I heard that hitting someone's face can even cause deafness in severe cases, right?"

"There is such a saying. Remember Liu Mazi from the Liu family? When he was a kid, his father slapped him, and one of his ears went deaf afterward."

"How cruel! Kids roughhouse when they play—how could anyone slap a child like that?"

Every household has kids. Putting themselves in her shoes, they couldn’t bear it at all.

Sister Su observed the crowd’s reaction, then gave old lady Wang a knowing smirk as she stared at her family. "At first, when I came over, you asked for money, and I had no objections.

But you should never have laid a hand on my boy. If you think it’s okay to ‘discipline’ my child, then I’ll ‘discipline’ yours too—fair, right?

You were the one who rushed at me first, and then your sons and daughters-in-law came at me one after another, trying to hit me.

If I weren’t somewhat handy, who knows how bad I’d be hurt by now?

Let’s call the police—this isn’t over!" Sister Su said coldly.

Fu Guoqing had now gotten the gist of what happened. These people had taken advantage of the brothers being away to bully Sister Su and her child.

His younger brother had only recently moved to the city, and now his wife and child were being mistreated in the village. How could he let this slide? Furious, he added, "Yes, call the police! I trust the law is fair. Deliberately waiting until we men weren’t home to bully my sister-in-law? My brother is a doctor—he just returned from serving on the front lines for our country’s future, and now his family is treated like this?"

Hearing the Fu family also insisting on calling the police, the village head was at his wit's end.

Right—Fu Tinghua wasn’t just any doctor.

He was a decorated military doctor.

The Wang family hadn’t thought much of it before, but after Fu Guoqing’s words, they grew increasingly uneasy and panicked.

Especially old lady Wang. Her family had many men and had always acted arrogantly in the village. Her grandson had picked up her ways, always trying to boss the other kids around.

Now, they’d finally bitten off more than they could chew—met someone they couldn’t push around.

She was sick with regret. If the police really got involved, her sons could end up in jail. How would an old woman like her survive in the village alone?

"Sister... Sister Su, I... I’ll apologize, alright? Let’s settle this privately—don’t... don’t call the police?" old lady Wang stammered, her voice trembling with fear.

Sister Su ignored her and turned to Wang Mutou, who stood there shell-shocked. "You tell me—did my boy really push you?"

Wang Mutou had been slapped by Sister Su earlier, though she hadn’t used much force. Still, he was terrified of her.

And the sight of his parents, uncles, and aunts all being laid out by her single-handedly was seared into his memory. He was even more afraid now.

"You know what? I have ways to deal with kids who lie," Sister Su said with a smile that didn't reach her eyes.

To Wang Mutou, her smile might as well have been the devil's. Tears welled up as he blurted out, "I tripped over a vine—it was my own fault!"

The moment he spoke, the villagers let out collective gasps.

The whole situation had done a complete 180.

Old lady Wang almost passed out upon hearing her grandson had lied.

"Mom! Mom!" Luckily, her daughters-in-law were there to steady her.