Juhua nodded. "Let's deal with this matter concerning Laishou first. If she knows what's good for her and keeps her mouth shut, everything will be fine. But if she dares to stir up trouble in the village again, or block the water to our fields, and we run into her, we'll teach her a harsh lesson. No holding back this time. We'll beat her until she's too scared to try anything again."
Sometimes, there was no reasoning with country folk. They relied on brute strength and a willingness to fight. Otherwise, why was it that no one dared to bully families with many sons? Here, clan and kin were truly important.
Zheng Changhe rubbed his large palms together, his fighting spirit soaring. "That turtle's grandson, Sun Jinshan! The scar heals, and he forgets the pain. If he loves causing trouble so much, then we'll give him a fight."
Yang Family nodded. "I'm not angry. You be careful when you go out tonight. We'll wait for you to come home."
Qingmu nodded and turned to leave.
