Upon hearing this, Ms. Wang grew even angrier.
Instantly, she scolded, "You think a worthless scoundrel like you deserves to eat swan meat? Take a look at yourself and see if youâre even a match."
"Mom, donât get angry with these kinds of people." Seeing that Ms. Wang was truly infuriated, Yang Chuxia hurried to comfort her, "This kind of person has something wrong in their headâprobably when they were born, they came out feet first and damaged their brain."
Though the mother and daughter said such harsh words, Boy Qian, as if brain-dead, kept on shouting to his mother, "Mom, I want to marry her! Mom, I want to marry her! Sheâs even prettier!"
"No, you cannot marry this one!"
"Why not?"
"She just scolded your mother! I wonât let her into our home."
Then, Boy Qian said, "Mom, donât be angry; Iâll make her apologize to you, alright? Mom, I really want to marry her, so please agree. We will take good care of you in the future."
Some onlookers from Yangshu Village were already dumbfounded.
Indeed, Yang Daâan and Ms. Liuâs only thought at this moment was how lucky it was that they were only here to propose, and though they had agreed, they hadnât officially set the engagement yet.
"Dad, what should I do if my hands are itching?" Yang Chuxia looked at the squabbling mother and son in the center of the scene with a mocking smile, then spoke to Yang Dachuan.
Yang Dachuanâs face darkened, and when he heard Yang Chuxiaâs words, he snorted, "If your hands are itching, then use them. What are you waiting for?"
"Dad, Iâve been waiting for you to say that." Yang Chuxia flexed her wrists and walked up to the mother and son.
She snorted, "Iâve seen people with brain damage before, but never this bad. Who do you think you are? You think Iâll apologize just because you want me to? How can you be so full of yourself? And youâ" Yang Chuxia then pointed at the woman and said, "Do you think your family is some prestigious household? You wonât let me in your door? Itâs disgusting, but did I ever say I wanted to step into your house? With a son like yours, I wouldnât even consider it if he were reincarnated."
To be honest, Yang Chuxia had been itching to hit someone ever since he said he wanted to marry Yang Dongzhi. She had been holding back until now, but as soon as her words fell, her fists flew out.
Boy Qian received two punches right in his eyes, and then Yang Chuxia grabbed his mother and slapped her across the face.
For a moment, all that could be heard were the wails of the mother and son.
As for the people who came from the Qian family, not everyone was as brain-dead as Boy Qian. They had been unable to sit still since he made his first demand, and when they heard him change his mind again, they thought he deserved the beating.
Even Boy Qianâs older brother and sister-in-law thought the same. Of course, all that Boy Qianâs older brother could think of now was the phrase that Yang Chuxia had mentioned earlierâwhat if Boy Qian tried to pursue his wife? He knew his younger brother too well, and it wasnât impossible for this situation to happen. So, he decided he needs to split up the household when they return home; otherwise, living together every day would not be safe for his wife.
Seeing that the people of the Qian family did not stop her, Yang Chuxia continued to hit them a few more times. When Boy Qian and his mother were truly battered and bruised, she finally stopped.
Then she grabbed a chair from Yang Daâanâs house and lifted it up, "Get out of here! If you linger any longer, Iâll smash your head with this."
"You, you, you..." Boy Qian muttered, "Shrew! Nothing but a shrew! Mom, I donât want her anymore; I donât want to marry her." With that, he displayed a sorrowful expression and ran off.