The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space
Chapter 1237: Get Lost (2)

Chapter 1237: Chapter 1237: Get Lost (2)

Fang Tianze frowned. Where did this girl get so many novel things to say? But before he had the chance to ask, Yu Qingge got up and returned to the room, probably to look for Yang Ruxin, so he could only give up for the time being.

Yu Qingge, excited, raced up to Yang Ruxin. "Xin sister, is the Yang Family really like that?"

"That Yang Baihe is really something else," Yang Ruxin shook her head. "The worst is her mother..."

"Really? Where is she? I must witness the spectacle of a rural shrew hurling abuse in the street..."

Yang Ruxin gave the other person a disdainful look. "She had a stroke."

"Ah?" Yu Qingge’s face fell with disappointment. "That’s such a pity."

"Don’t worry, if you really want to see it, there are plenty of outrageous characters. Those with weaker mental fortitude can definitely be cursed to the point of wanting to jump into a river..."

"Really? I must appreciate that sometime..." Yu Qingge instantly became excited again, "Looks like I’m going to have to stay in the village a few more days..."

In the yard.

Qi Jingyi’s command to "Get lost" startled Yang Baihe so much that her hand shook and the meatball dropped to the ground.

Miss Baihe felt wronged and distressed; suddenly, her mouth opened wide, and she erupted into tears, although she hurriedly picked up the meatball. It was meat, after all. How could she just throw it away?

Everyone around jumped with fright.

"You’re scolding me? What right do you have to scold me? What right do you have to tell me to get lost?" Yang Baihe cried heartrendingly. "I was promised to your brother. I’m your sister-in-law. If you don’t give me an explanation today, I’ll... I’ll stick to you... If your brother won’t sleep with me, then you’ll have to..."

Qi Jingyi’s face turned dark as the bottom of a pot, and if it weren’t for his remarkable self-control, he would indeed have killed someone.

"Yang Baihe, that’s enough!" At that moment, Yang Baixiang, who had remained silent, suddenly bellowed, "Get out!"

"What right do you have?" Yang Baihe might fear others but certainly not Yang Baixiang. "You’re just a servant, what right do you have to order me around?"

Yang Baixiang, who was never good at verbal exchanges, had thus far endured without speaking, but now he truly couldn’t bear to watch any longer. However, her retort had left him at a loss for words; indeed, he had sold himself to Xinxin.

"He’s still your fifth brother, you..." Pei Xiaoxia, seeing her man being confronted, naturally felt unhappy.

"Rubbish. He’s long since stopped being a part of the Yang Family, no such fifth brother. And you, what are you? Do you think you’re qualified to speak?" Yang Baihe glanced dismissively at the two of them.

Pei Xiaoxia’s brows immediately furrowed, her face flushing with embarrassment.

The expression on everyone’s face turned sour.

Seeing Yang Baihe causing a scene, Fang Dehua felt he couldn’t ignore it any longer. But just as he was about to speak, he saw Yang Mancang suddenly slam the table and stand up: "This is ridiculous! Yang Baihe, don’t push your luck. Do you still care about our village’s reputation, about the Yang Family’s reputation at all? Do you even know the meaning of shame?"

Yang Baihe shuddered with fright; she was quite afraid of the village head, after all, he was an official. She didn’t know what to do for a moment, and just sat on the ground holding the meatball, with tears and snot running down her face, smearing the powder she had applied into two streaks...

"Yes, Yang Baihe, don’t you have any self-awareness about your own behavior?" Wang Hehua, who was heavily pregnant, sneered as well, "Fantasizing about this and that all day, aren’t you embarrassed? Just because your mother says you bring good fortune to your husband, you really believe you do?"