The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1849: Who Let You Go?

Chapter 1849: Chapter 1849: Who Let You Go?

Sui Zimo was only verbally aggressive, but he really didn’t dare to do anything to them.

After all, this place was Ya Village, his own territory, yo. Anyone who dared to mess with him would find themselves unable to have a single good day.

However, the pride in his heart and the smugness on his face hadn’t lasted for a few seconds when suddenly, something cold was placed against his neck, giving him quite a fright.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

Two terrified screams rang out, scaring him so much that his body trembled, and his neck moved forward slightly, almost getting cut by the sword at his throat.

"Hiss!"

He took a sharp breath.

Even with such a minor movement, a wound appeared on his neck, making him wince in pain.

"You... don’t mess around, let’s talk this out," he said.

"There’s nothing to talk about. Since you wish to die, I’ll oblige and send you to your death. After you’re dead, I’ll send your family down to keep you company!" Zhe Jue said coldly, looking at him.

"No, please no."

Ya Tu was truly scared now, scrambling and rolling away in retreat.

He feared Zhe Jue’s longsword might draw a bloody line straight across his neck.

"I’m leaving, I’m leaving, I’ll leave right now."

Only at this moment did he realize fear, understanding that the foster son who used to toil and serve in their home, ready to do anything, was no longer someone he could bully.

"Tsk."

Zhe Jue sneered and sheathed his longsword.

...

Not long after, Ya Tu and his family left Ya Village in complete silence.

And Zhe Jue sent people to personally follow them, making sure they would never have the chance to return.

"Dad, where are we going?"

Ya Yinlai asked, carrying a bundle on her back, her voice pitiful as she addressed her father walking ahead.

Hearing his daughter’s voice, Ya Tu stopped in his tracks, turned around, and looked at Ya Yinlai with fierce eyes.

"You still have the face to ask!"

Was it not this fool who caused them to be driven out of Ya Village?

’Smack’ went a loud slap across Ya Yinlai’s face.

"You idiot, didn’t I tell you not to make trouble at Lin Family’s place, who asked you to go?"

"I..."

Ya Yinlai covered her face, pitifully, as tears streamed down continuously.

"Dad, I didn’t... I just wanted to make Brother Molian change his mind and discard Lin Caisang to marry me. If it worked, then our life in the future could be... Ah!"

She tried to explain, but the more she did, the angrier Ya Tu became, kicking her to the ground.

Then he kicked Ya Yinlai relentlessly with one foot after another.

"Ah, don’t hit me, Dad, I was wrong, I... Ah!"

"Did you think you could mess with Ya Molian? What’s his status now, and what’s yours? Bothering him? Why don’t you just go die!" Ya Tu vented all his fury on Ya Yinlai at this point.

"You idiot, with that face of yours, you think you could attract Ya Molian? If he had any interest in you, would it even be Lin Caisang’s business? He would’ve married you a long time ago!

Now look, you’ve screwed us all over, you disaster!"

"Husband, husband, stop hitting her, stop it."

Mother Ya rushed over to her daughter, who was almost kicked breathless, pleading earnestly.

"And you!"

Ya Tu, who had been glaring at Ya Yinlai with bloodshot eyes, suddenly turned his fierce glare onto Mother Ya.

"You think I don’t know? You must have had a hand in this. Without you, would Yinlai dare to do such a thing?"