When Zhou Zhongwen heard the undisguised disdain in Lin Wanwan’s words, he flew into a rage and shouted, “Lin Wanwan, you fat pig! If you don’t want to marry me, I don’t want to marry you either!”  

“Take a look at yourself—broad and round like a sow, with a face so disgusting it makes people want to vomit…”  

Before he could finish, Wang Xiu’e slapped him hard across the face several times.  

“I’ll teach you to run your filthy mouth! How dare you insult my daughter? I’ll beat you to death!”  

“You crazy woman… get off me!” Zhou Zhongwen couldn’t dodge in time, and fresh bloody scratches appeared on his face.  

Never having suffered such humiliation before, Zhou Zhongwen now felt nothing but murderous rage toward Wang Xiu’e and her entire family.  

Unfortunately, the weakling who could barely lift a bucket of water was no match for Wang Xiu’e, who had spent a lifetime toiling in the fields.  

Wang Xiu’e’s eyes burned with fury. Her beloved daughter, raised with such care, had been called a “fat pig” to her face—it felt like a knife stabbed straight into her heart.  

Forget this marriage! Her daughter had just declared she’d sooner marry a chicken or a dog than this scum. Once she beat Zhou Zhongwen to death, she’d find a matchmaker to arrange a better, handsomer match for her girl.  

She straddled Zhou Zhongwen, raining blows on his face from both sides.  

If she didn’t kill this little bastard today, she’d renounce her surname!  

In just a few seconds, Zhou Zhongwen’s once passably handsome face swelled into a pig’s head before everyone’s eyes.  

Lin Shuisheng, who had been silent until now, stepped forward and kicked Zhou Zhongwen several times.  

How dare he look down on his daughter? He deserved to die!  

Pinned from both sides, Zhou Zhongwen had no way to fight back. He could only howl and beg for mercy at the top of his lungs.  

The commotion in the main room grew too loud. The eldest and second sons’ families, who had just fallen asleep, were jolted awake. They hastily threw on their clothes and rushed over.  

But when they saw Wang Xiu’e straddling Zhou Zhongwen, they were stunned.  

What was going on? Why were they fighting?  

Wasn’t Zhou Zhongwen the man their sister adored? If anyone in the family dared say a word against him, she’d pick a fight with them.  

Before they could think further, Wang Xiu’e turned her head and barked, “What are you standing around for? This little bastard insulted your sister! As her brothers and sisters-in-law, aren’t you going to help beat him to death?”  

Upon hearing their beloved sister had been insulted, Lin Yougen and Lin Youzhu’s eyes turned red with rage. They swung their fists like sledgehammers, pounding Zhou Zhongwen mercilessly.  

Immediately, Zhou Zhongwen felt as if his organs were being crushed, the pain so intense he couldn’t even beg for mercy anymore.  

Liu Yulan and Li Zhaodi, the sisters-in-law, were no less fierce, joining in to pummel Zhou Zhongwen.  

Now, surrounded and beaten by the entire Lin family, Zhou Zhongwen truly wished for death.  

Five-year-old Lin Hongni still remembered the candy her aunt had given her that morning. She swung her tiny, soft fists at Zhou Zhongwen, chanting, “You big bad guy, how dare you bully Auntie! I’ll hit you…”  

Lin Wanwan watched as her whole family united to beat up the scumbag, warmth flooding her heart.  

The anxiety that had plagued her since arriving in this world suddenly melted away.  

Finally, seeing that Zhou Zhongwen was on the verge of death, Lin Wanwan quickly called for them to stop. It wasn’t worth staining their hands with blood over trash like him.  

If they really wanted to deal with him, there were a thousand—no, ten thousand—ways to do it.  

Wang Xiu’e always listened to her daughter. The moment Lin Wanwan spoke, she stopped, though she couldn’t resist giving Zhou Zhongwen one last vicious kick as she stood up.  

The others gradually stopped as well.  

By now, Zhou Zhongwen, beaten to within an inch of his life, lay on the ground, barely breathing.

Just as he was beginning to rejoice over surviving the beating, he had no idea that the next moment would bring him a nightmare even worse than the physical violence.  

Lin Wanwan waddled over to Zhou Zhongwen on her plump legs, stepping firmly on his hands with her right foot as she looked down at him and declared, “Zhou Zhongwen, today we’re going to settle every single debt you owe me.”  

Zhou Zhongwen’s eyes burned with venomous hatred as he glared at Lin Wanwan.  

Being beaten to this state was all her fault.  

Right now, all he wanted was to personally slaughter this fat pig to avenge himself.  

“Over the past six months, you’ve borrowed a total of sixty-six yuan from me under the pretext of your parents being sick.”  

“On top of that, there were all the food items—eggs, brown sugar, candies, and so on. I’ll conservatively estimate their value at thirty yuan.”  

“Add it all up, and we’ll call it a neat hundred yuan. I don’t think that’s unreasonable, do you?”  

Zhou Zhongwen stared at Lin Wanwan in disbelief. Did this fat pig even know what she was saying?  

He hadn’t asked for those things—she had forced them on him!  

Broke as he was, where was he supposed to get the money to repay her?  

From his dry, bloodied throat, Zhou Zhongwen strained out a few words:  

“…You’re… dreaming…”  

Before Lin Wanwan could react, Li Zhaodi rushed forward and slapped Zhou Zhongwen several times across the face.  

Two of his teeth went flying.  

“You damned scoundrel! If you dare refuse to pay back the money you borrowed from our family, I’ll report you to the police and have you arrested!” Li Zhaodi spat, her heart aching as if dripping blood.  

A hundred yuan could buy several sacks of grain on the black market.  

With that much grain, would she still have to go hungry every day?  

This was all that damned scoundrel’s fault. The slaps she’d just given him were too light.  

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She bent down and delivered a few more resounding slaps to Zhou Zhongwen’s face.  

The rest of the family felt the same way. The thought of this bastard swindling their little sister out of so much money made them wish they could drink his blood and feast on his flesh.  

As for blaming Lin Wanwan? After Wang Xiu’e’s thorough brainwashing, the entire family dismissed the idea.  

This was all because their little sister was too naive and had fallen for Zhou Zhongwen’s tricks, letting him sweet-talk her out of so many good things.  

Zhou Zhongwen’s body finally gave out, and he passed out. Lin Wanwan had her eldest brother, Lin Yougen, fetch a basin of water to douse him awake.  

Now thoroughly terrified of being beaten to death, Zhou Zhongwen quickly begged for mercy:  

“…I’ll pay… I’ll pay you back…”  

Surviving this ordeal was his priority. As for repaying the money? That fat pig Lin Wanwan could keep dreaming.  

He refused to believe the Lin family would dare murder him in broad daylight if he didn’t pay.  

Lin Wanwan saw right through his scheming. Her face cold, she said, “Zhou Zhongwen, I still have all those love poems you wrote me. If you dare refuse to repay me, I’ll report you to the commune for promiscuity.”  

“Flirting with me on one side while making out with Bai Wenwen from the educated youth team in broad daylight—when that comes out, no one will be able to save you. You might even get executed by firing squad.”  

In these times, moral issues like promiscuity were taken extremely seriously, and the consequences were severe.  

Zhou Zhongwen paled at Lin Wanwan’s threat.  

The image of being executed flashed through his mind, and in his terror, he lost control of his bladder.