As soon as Xu Qigang heard, his eyebrows knitted together. He didnāt know that there was someone in Shixi Town who dared to fight with his family. Could it be that he hadnāt been back for so long that people forgot Little Yamaās reputation?
No way! Even if he doesnāt go back, his dad is still at home! As a renowned hooligan in the ten miles and eight villages, those passing by his house would be shaking with fear.
"Why was there a fight? How is my mom? Is she injured?"
"No serious injuries, just a clump of hair was pulled out." Xu Yingshan recalled the scene from a few days ago when Aunt fought with someone, and couldnāt help but shiver. Aunt used to be a landlord familyās daughter, rumored to have learned the Four Books and Five Classics. After marrying Uncle, she rarely went out, and even when arguing, she never used foul language.
Her tone was more elegant compared to ordinary rural women. But unexpectedly, this time, she was fierce when fighting.
Two rural women couldnāt beat her, and they ended up with scratched faces.
Xu Qigang was relieved to hear there was no serious injury. Xiao Ning is still lying in the hospital bed! Mom canāt afford to get hurt.
"Aunt fought because someone spoke ill of Sister-in-law, saying very nasty things. Aunt tolerated it, but those gossiping women went as far as to say Sister-in-law canāt have children..."
Thinking of those filthy words made Xu Yingshan furious. He felt too embarrassed to repeat them, and truly didnāt understand how those women could say such things, especially since many of them were unmarried.
Things like licentiousness, being mean, and saying she canāt have children because she messed around before marriage... Aunt fought back rightly. Did they really think talking behind othersā backs wouldnāt get found out?
Thereās no wall without leaks; if you donāt give them a proper beating, they wonāt know the strength of the Xu family.
Upon hearing that someone dared to speak ill of his wife, Xu Qigangās handsome face turned dark and menacing as if it could drip water.
"Let my mom and dad come to the phone."
"Okay!"
Xu Yingshan excitedly ran to call them. Xu Xianxiong was the fastest, arriving in less than two minutes. Mainly, Xu Yingshan was calling them while he was at the door chatting with people.
"Son! You finally remembered to call home." Xu Xianxiong said loudly.
"Dad, has your reputation improved?" Xu Qigang asked coldly.
"What? What do you mean?"
"Iām not home now, yet someone dared to bully my wife and mom. Does this mean your reputation has improved, and people arenāt afraid of you anymore?"
"Who said that?" Xu Xianxiong glared, suddenly intimidating, "Back when I was young, I was a notorious hooligan in the ten miles and eight villages, and who didnāt avoid me when they saw me? Even if Iām old now, my legacy still remains."
Xu Xianxiong thumped his chest, firmly defending his legacy as a generationās notorious hooligan.
"Then... how could this happen?" Xu Qigang knew his fatherās character well, able to tolerate anything but being looked down upon, despising others undermining his dignity as a hooligan.
This point is really similar to that of a Little Hooligan.
"Nonsense, someday Iāll carry a machete and visit each household."
"Hmm! Just make sure to pay a visit is enough."
"I know! Iām an old man now, how could I act like a youngster?" Xu Xianxiong suddenly found his son annoying. This kind of instructive tone felt like their roles had reversed?
He was the father, not the son.
Xu Yingshan listened beside them, already imagining what the village would be like in the coming month. It will surely be chaos with households shutting their doors, locking up as soon as itās dark.