?Chapter 392: Chapter 392: Fang Xiaoshan’s Days Are Not Easy Chapter 392: Chapter 392: Fang Xiaoshan’s Days Are Not Easy Liu Baoguo took one look! What a mess, the Bai Family’s courtyard was now inplete disarray, the windows’ sses smashed to smithereens, with baskets and carrying poles all over, and even the water jar had a big hole broken in it, with water flooding the entire yard.
Bai Jianguo was clutching his head, which had arge purple swelling on top, not knowing whether it was from being hit or knocked.
Bai Zhuang and Bai Shan were pinned against the corner of the wall, their clothes torn to rags, their faces bruised and dark. This was definitely the result of a beating. Wu Xiaoyue was holding her belly, standing inside the house, too scared toe out, her face full of panic, while a hooligan at the doorstep was leering at her.
The olddy, however, was making no fuss; the courtyard was thoroughly chaotic.
Fang Xiaoshan was lounging with one leg over the other, sitting on a bench and making a ruckus.
“Smash it, hit them. I don’t believe this, Bai Mei can run from the Monk, but not from the temple. If you don’t hand her over today, we are not done. I will use you of marriage fraud, return my family’s betrothal gifts, or else I’ll report you to the police station, and have your whole family thrown in jail.”
Several men, wielding sticks and looking furious.
Liu Baoguo shouted at the top of his lungs.
“Stop it all of you! Isn’t therew and order left, doing this in broad daylight? Whoever wants to go to jail, go ahead and smash things, see if you don’t end uppensating or getting locked up!” Being the head of the vige, his authority was not to be dismissed.
With that shout, indeed everyone stopped, some looking at Liu Baoguo with respect.
Fang Xiaoshan was so scared that he nearly fell off the bench.
“Who are you anyway? I am just iming my wife from my father-inw. Even if I shout it from the rooftops, it’s my right! What’s it to you?” He was brazen and self-assured.
Fang Xiaoshan felt wronged. This year had been particrly rough for him. First, his uncle severed ties with their familypletely, not interacting with them at all. Initially, he was smug, thinking he had shaken off a burden, no longer having to support his sickly uncle. However, heter found out that after moving to town, his uncle miraculously recovered from his illness and even opened arger grocery store.
It was said that all three daughters were helping out at the store, and the uncle even bought a TV for one daughter and a motorcycle for the son-inw, making many in the vige green with envy.
People in the vige said Fang Jianping was now well-off and livingfortably. His son-inw and daughters treated them very well, and they would gather at their house for holidays, with grandchildren swarming around them. They even heard the uncle had bought a house.
A two-story house with a front and back yard, and now the couple was practically wealthy.
When he found out, he regretted it deeply, knowing his uncle had been relying on him for old age support, while neglecting his own daughters. Everything should have been his.
If only that incident hadn’t happened, he wouldn’t be at odds with his uncle. Now, he had to watch his uncle’s family prosper without being able to spend a penny.
He wanted to mend their rtionship, but he had no face to go back.
His grandparents had tried once, only to be rebuffed gently but firmly by the uncle and his wife, who said they didn’t need anyone to take care of them in their old age; their daughters were filial enough. Even if they died without anyone to bury them, they wouldn’t support an ingrate.
Fang Xiaoshan couldn’t stand it andpletely severed ties with his uncle’s family.
But Xiaoshan, who was used to living a good life, couldn’t bear his current moneyless days, so borrowing money became a regr urrence.
He demanded money from Bai Mei and when she wouldn’t give it, a beating was unavoidable.
Lately, Bai Mei had wised up, and he thought he had managed to frighten her into submission.