Chapter 25: Demand for Compensation

Su Luoluo froze.

Something happened at home?

At this time…

Could it be her mother-in-law…?

But that shouldn’t be right, she didn’t run away with the money.

“If you don’t go, things will get worse.”

Seeing Su Luoluo still in a daze, Li Fang was anxious. She grabbed Su Luoluo’s hand and dragged her away.

They didn’t run towards the Yang family’s house.

Li Fang pulled Su Luoluo towards the fields.

This, in turn, relieved Su Luoluo.

From afar, she saw many people gathered on the ridge.

“You little bastard, you destroyed the vegetables I painstakingly planted. I tell you, if your family doesn’t compensate me, I’ll break your hands!”

A stout middle-aged woman, fierce and vicious, pointed at the little boy in front of her and cursed.

This woman’s name was Luo Yu, a widow in the village, known for her fierce and overbearing temper. She had a fierce reputation and was not easy to mess with.

“I didn’t do it.”

Xiao Lei tilted his head, his young face full of stubbornness. His small hands were clenched tightly at his sides as he shouted.

“Of course I know you didn’t do it! If you hadn’t untied that ox’s rope, the ox wouldn’t have eaten all the vegetables in my field and ruined my crops!”

Luo Yu’s anger intensified, her voice aggressive.

“I didn’t untie the rope. Uncle Guisheng’s ox wasn’t let out by me.”

Xiao Lei’s small body trembled, but he didn’t back down.

“You little bastard, you did untie the rope, I saw it!”

Dazhi, a small boy standing in the crowd, but with a malicious face, shouted gleefully.

“Sure enough, a wild child with a mother but no upbringing, crooked from a young age. He did something bad and still denies it. He must have done a lot of bad things behind people’s backs. Luo Yu can’t let this little brat off easily. Punish him severely and teach him a lesson, so he won’t dare to do it again.”

Ma Zhichan added fuel to the fire, full of malice.

Her son had the same face.

The onlookers looked at Xiao Lei with disgust, as if he were garbage.

Xiao Lei wanted to retort loudly, but seeing the disdain and contempt in their eyes, he didn’t say anything.

No matter what he said, they wouldn’t believe him.

Just because he didn’t have a mother, did he deserve to be bullied and not be believed?

Xiao Lei’s raised head slowly lowered, his nails digging into his palms, his eyes filled with resentment.

“Oh, so many people, what’s the excitement?”

A smiling voice came.

Everyone turned to look.

They saw Su Luoluo smiling, her expression relaxed, gossipingly approaching.

Everyone’s expressions were a little strange. A moment ago, they looked at Xiao Lei with disdain, but now they showed some sympathy.

Li Fang took Xiao Tiezhu from her neighbor. She looked at Xiao Lei in the crowd with some worry. Since Yang Lao’er’s death, the three children had become increasingly pitiful. Sometimes, she felt unbearable looking at them.

She looked at Su Luoluo, lacking confidence, and sighed inwardly.

If she hadn’t been unable to find the Yang family, she wouldn’t have come to Su Luoluo no matter what.

“What’s the excitement? You have this time, you should teach your stepson well. Although he’s not your own, a stepson is still a son. Maybe he’ll be filial to you, his mother, in the future.”

Ma Zhichan remembered the losses she had suffered from Su Luoluo before, and her anger flared up. She deliberately poked at Su Luoluo’s sore spot.

The original owner strongly disliked having three stepchildren, especially because of them, she couldn’t have her own children.

Those three brats were her absolute trigger.

“You must live in a gossip array, so good at being sarcastic.”

Su Luoluo rolled her eyes.

Ma Zhichan’s petty thoughts were completely insignificant in front of her.

“You…”

Ma Zhichan was about to argue with Su Luoluo, but suddenly saw Luo Yu beside her. She swallowed the words at the tip of her tongue, sneered,

“I won’t waste my breath on you. You should deal with your son’s matter.”

“What’s the matter?”

Su Luoluo acted ignorant.

Seeing Su Luoluo’s foolish appearance, a malicious light flashed in Ma Zhichan’s eyes. This time, she must vent her anger. “Your stepson released Uncle Guisheng’s ox and destroyed a large patch of his vegetable field. Compensate quickly.”

Xiao Lei’s small fists clenched tighter. He had already anticipated the beating that awaited him.

Right or wrong, as long as it was related to him, the bad woman would beat him first.

“Don’t babble, pay up! My painstakingly grown vegetables were destroyed by your little brat.”

Luo Yu put her hands on her hips, glaring fiercely at Xiao Lei.

Su Luoluo looked at the vegetable field below the ridge. The vegetables were eaten beyond recognition, and there were many ox footprints.

“Who says he did it.”

Su Luoluo withdrew her gaze, her expression relaxed, and simply said this.

She didn’t get angry as everyone expected and beat the thin child.

Su Luoluo’s unusual reaction left everyone momentarily stunned.

Li Fang saw that Su Luoluo didn’t hit the child and her words implied protection. She breathed a sigh of relief, glad she had guessed right.

“Su Luoluo, someone saw it. You can’t deny it even if you have ten mouths.”

Ma Zhichan sneered.

“Who saw it?”

Su Luoluo remained calm and composed, lightly saying a sentence.

“My Dazhi saw it.”

Ma Zhichan shouted at Su Luoluo.

“Huh?”

Su Luoluo’s gaze fell on the chubby boy, who was glaring fiercely at her.

“If his words can be believed, then I can also say you did it.”

Su Luoluo was unconcerned, quickly withdrawing her gaze and looking at Ma Zhichan.

“What do you mean?”

Ma Zhichan was furious.

“You don’t know what kind of person your son is. Few of his ten words are true.”

Su Luoluo said calmly.

Everyone thought about it carefully. Indeed, Ma Zhichan’s son, Dazhi’s mouth, was fickle, lying habitually, without a word of truth.

“Sister-in-law, you came to my house to steal things last time, and I caught you and kicked you out. You must harbor resentment and deliberately retaliate. Even if you’re dissatisfied with me, Xiao Lei is your nephew. How can you frame him to get revenge on me?”

Su Luoluo sighed with feigned sadness, seeming very disappointed in Ma Zhichan.

Everyone followed Su Luoluo’s words, thinking that this was indeed something Ma Zhichan would do.

“You’re full of shit! When did I steal anything from your house? The whole village knows that your Yang family is poor as church mice. Even thieves wouldn’t go near your house.”

Ma Zhichan saw that everyone’s eyes had changed, looking at her suspiciously. She immediately reacted and pointed at Su Luoluo’s nose and cursed.

“Yes.”

Su Luoluo responded.

Seeing that Su Luoluo didn’t strongly refute, Ma Zhichan laughed triumphantly. She knew that Su Luoluo, this bitch, dared not offend her. She gave birth to the only grandson of the Su family. If she offended her, Su Luoluo wouldn’t be able to return to the Su family.

She was about to taunt Su Luoluo again.

Unexpectedly, Su Luoluo’s next words made her unable to laugh.