Chapter 57

Chapter 57

The man who had been standing behind everyone else finally slowly walked over to Sun Guohua. It had to be said that to want to be a live-in son-in-law, one needed some natural advantages.

Feng Aimin had inherited the Feng family's excellent height, standing about 1.78 meters. Back in those days when people barely had enough to eat, this height was quite striking. He had fair skin and good-looking features, and had a touch of scholarly elegance. Coupled with the humble smile that always hung on his face, it was undeniable that he was a very striking man. No wonder Sun Guohua had taken a liking to him at first sight.

He first frowned at Sun Guohua's swollen cheek, then tidied Sun Jiaojiao's messy hair. His voice was very gentle: "Jiaojiao, how were you talking to your grandparents just now? Hurry, apologize to them. Mom and Dad, Jiaojiao has been spoiled by her grandfather since she was little. Kids don't know any better. Please don't take her words to heart."

Hearing what their most beloved youngest son said, Feng Shizhu and Zhao Yuee's expressions softened a bit. It was clear that Sun Jiaojiao listened to her gentle father. She reluctantly apologized to the Feng family.

Feng Aimin's expression improved another degree, then he frowned and said to Feng Xia, "Feng Xia, what you did this time was wrong. No matter what, Guohua is your elder. How could you lay hands on her?"

Feng Xia smiled, but her voice was as sharp as a knife: "So according to you, I should just let her hit me? What makes her more precious than me? Who does she think she is to lecture me?"

These words scolded both Feng Aimin and Sun Guohua. The couple's faces immediately darkened, looking very unpleasant.

Feng Aimin said earnestly, "Feng Xia, if you do things like this, word will get around and it won't sound good. Besides, Guohua is all bark and no bite. How could she really hit you? She was just scaring you. Who knew you'd take it seriously? Just apologize to her, and we'll let it go this time. Come on, apologize to your aunt. Family shouldn't hold grudges overnight."

As he spoke, he reached out to grab Feng Xia's hand. Feng Xia leaned back, avoiding Feng Aimin's touch, and said in a lazy, impatient tone: "Me apologize to her? Is she worthy? And who's family with you? A married daughter is like spilled water. Your old Feng family always says girls are useless and will be married off sooner or later, and once married, they become someone else's people. A married son is nothing but spilled water too. Just stand by the side quietly and listen. Who asked you to speak?"

These words made Feng Aihua's face turn black and blue, like a knife piercing his most vulnerable spot. He was so angry at Feng Xia that he almost spat blood, trembling all over, his fists clenched with veins bulging. Although he took a certain secret pride in having married into a city family in Daba Village, being called out like this made Feng Aimin completely unhappy! At the root of it, men want to have their cake and eat it too.

Feng Xia's tone was lazy, casual, and mocking all at once. Zhang Ling was afraid that Feng Aimin would throw a punch, though who would end up hitting whom was uncertain.

Sun Guohua truly liked Feng Aimin. Seeing her man insulted like this, she couldn't hold back anymore. She yelled, slurring her words, "So the old Feng family just watches a little brat bully her uncle. It seems the old Feng family can't stand having me, Sun Guohua, around. Aimin, let's go right now, and never come back. Go, pack up, and leave now."

Feng Aimin was pulled along by her and didn't resist. The family of three went back to their room to pack.

Old Mrs. Feng went inside too. Feng Xia just lounged there lazily. Feng Jinlian made her a glass of malted milk. The milky steam blurred her features, making it hard to read her expression.

Half an hour later, Feng Aimin and his wife came out carrying two large bags, but their expressions were much better than before. Feng Shizhu, Feng Aihua, and Feng Aiguo followed behind them, talking reluctantly as if they'd never see each other again, making Feng Xia seem even more villainous.

They stood in the small yard. Sun Jiaojiao held her mother's hand. For some reason, she was very afraid of the person sitting inside. Perhaps it was a child's keen intuition for danger. She pressed closer to Sun Guohua, completely hiding behind her mother.

Unable to see Feng Xia's figure in the yard, Sun Guohua perhaps regained some courage. She shouted another round of curses toward the main hall, cursing everything from her ancestors down to their private parts, every word laced with filth. Even the Feng family members frowned. Halfway through her cursing, she saw the military-green figure walk out of the main hall and lazily lean against the pillar. Sun Guohua's arrogance wilted like a drowned rat. She droopily turned and walked away, as if a wolf were chasing her.

Feng Xia smiled. A black shadow slithered past her and disappeared into the snow.

The Feng family members outside saw the guests off. But before they had taken two steps, Sun Guohua fell flat on her face in the snow, splashing snow all over and getting a mouthful of mud.

"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey." Sun Guohua spat and brushed off the snow, a fishy smell rushing to her head. Xiao Sun Jiaojiao looked at her poor mother, tears welling in her eyes.

The Feng family quickly helped her up and walked on. But after just two more steps, bizarrely, Feng Aimin felt his knees go weak, and with a thud, he fell into a snowdrift. This time, luck was not with him—there was a sharp stone under the snow that hit him in the lower back, causing him so much pain he couldn't get up for a long time.

Now everyone was panicking. Old Mrs. Feng quietly pointed toward the small yard. Feng Shizhu nodded, that girl must be up to her tricks.

The atmosphere became very strange. Everyone was a bit scared by these extraordinary occurrences. They felt that the girl had become even more formidable and harder to deal with after a year away.

Feng Shizhu simply had Feng Aihua take a dollar and borrow the ox cart from the village head. If they had to walk on their own, they'd probably die before reaching the county seat.

Feng Aihua didn't disappoint. He drove the ox cart back. But the normally gentle yellow ox went berserk at the sight of Sun Guohua, charging at her with its horns. Sun Guohua was terrified, fleeing in panic, her face pale as she ran back toward the house. At the yard gate, she found Feng Xia leaning there watching with a smile. Forgetting everything else, she bent her knees and knelt, kowtowing to Feng Xia a few times, mumbling frantically, "Please don't hold it against me. I was wrong, I was wrong. Spare my life. I'll never dare come back to offend you."

Seeing the ox charging with its thick horns, Sun Guohua almost fainted. Then she saw Feng Xia lightly grab the ox's horns and stroke the yellow ox. The ox immediately calmed down, even nuzzling Feng Xia's hand, then obediently moved its hooves and stood beside Feng Aihua.

Sun Guohua was helped onto the ox cart. Now, the Feng family didn't dare look Feng Xia in the eye. Even the ox listened to her. The four of them might not be able to subdue an ox. After Feng Xia went inside, they finally entered the yard. Now they were genuinely scared and wouldn't dare cross Feng Xia again.

Anyway, she was only staying home a few days. They'd treat her like a bodhisattva and make offerings. Once she left, it would be fine.

Thinking this way, the Feng family no longer had any thought of resistance.