There was not much water in the ditch, but there was more than ten centimeters of silt. When Deng Mazi was pushed down, the silt almost covered his nose and flowed into his nostrils.
The mud poured into his nasal cavity and he felt suffocated. Deng Mazi swallowed all the curses he wanted to say and struggled desperately.
But Sang Ye’s strength was greater than that of a middle-aged man. Deng Mazi was just lazy, greedy, feeble, and weak. No matter how hard he struggled, it was useless.
Sang Ye curled her lips and smiled, while holding Deng Mazi tightly, and she let go when he was about to faint.
“Hah… cough cough cough…” Deng Mazi raised his head and turned his face to the side, sneezing out the silt in his nasal cavity and gasping for breath. The silt that choked him made him dizzy, uncomfortable, and hurt. Tears and snot flowed all over his face.
Sang Ye did not remove her foot from his chest, like a huge stone that could not be moved.
She reached out and grabbed Deng Mazi’s hair again, forcing him to look at her directly, with an evil smile that looked eerie and terrifying.
“Is it good? If not, shall I do it to you a few more times?”
Deng Mazi looked at Sang Ye with fear and hatred. These bastards of the Sang family are really more cruel than the other. They are so cruel at such a young age and shall be executed when they grow up.
Sang Ye narrowed her eyes and the yellow thorn branch in her other hand suddenly poked Deng Mazi’s eyes.
Deng Mazi’s pupils suddenly tightened and he closed his eyes in panic to avoid it.
The expected pain did not come for a long time, and he slowly opened his eyes and saw the sharp yellow thorn branch just one millimeter above his eyeballs, so he was immediately shocked and broke into a cold sweat.
Sang Ye’s face was full of sarcasm, and she sneered. “Are you afraid? It’s good to be afraid, I’m worried that you won’t be afraid. Remember, if I hear a word about our family from your stinky mouth again, I will poke out these useless eyes for you. Anyway, they can’t recognize the reality and can’t see through the strengths and weaknesses, so it’s useless to keep them.
“Also, don’t look at me with these disgusting eyes of yours. If you make me unhappy, I’ll just cut this off.” Deng Mazi felt his legs go limp at the pointed end of the yellow thorn branch.
He shook violently and tightened his legs.
Sang Ye sneered, shook off Deng Mazi, jumped onto the edge of the field, and rubbed her hands on her clothes in disgust.
Deng Mazi felt like he had walked through hell. His blackened and tattered cotton jacket had been soaked wet for a long time. The biting coldness was not as chilling as the chill brought by Sang Ye, the little beast.
He really wanted to kill this little bitch, but he didn’t dare to act rashly.
Sang Shen looked at Deng Mazi indifferently with his eyes and slowly crouched down. This nine-year-old child actually had a superior aura.
This young boy was usually steady and mature, doing things politely and studying well. He was an excellent child in the eyes of the villagers of Gubai Village.
It was so weird for the Sang family to give birth to this child.
Deng Mazi seemed to see something different from Sang Shen’s eyes, something he couldn’t understand but was frightening.
Under such a gaze, he felt his scalp tingling, so he dodged it and tried to get up.
He didn’t know if he was just scared or suffocated for too long, but his hands and feet were very weak. He struggled for a long time but couldn’t get up, so he rolled in the mud.
Sang Shen stretched out his white and slender hands to help Deng Mazi.
Deng Mazi was stunned, looking at his pair of overly noble hands. He was a little flattered and slowly put his hand over.
Before touching Sang Shen’s hands, there was a blood mark on his wrist, no blood beads seeped out, but it was so painful that it seemed as if his whole arm was about to break.
Deng Mazi was full of shock and anger, staring at Sang Shen fiercely.
However, Sang Shen was expressionless as always. His clear eyes reflected all the black and white in this world. In his eyes, everything, all the darkness and calculations, seemed to be exposed.
On his white fingertips, there was a sharp-edged thatch leaf and a drop of dark red blood hung on the tip of the leaf.
His young voice should have been innocent, but it sounded like a layer of ice in Deng Mazi’s ears.
“It’s too easy to let a person die unknowingly, but I don’t like it. I like people to die slowly.”
With a flick of his fingertips, the thatch leaf fell right on Deng Mazi’s wrist. It was stuck there with the bloodstains.
Deng Mazi trembled involuntarily. He didn’t know what he was afraid of. The child was obviously a brat whose hair hadn’t even grown yet, but he was so afraid for no reason.
Compared to Sang Ye’s violence, this sinister warning seemed to be more shocking.
The twins cleaned up the bad guy. Sang Ye picked up the bags and threw them on her shoulders, ready to call Wang Xinfeng to go home.
Looking up, she saw Cui Xue looking at them with envy and jealousy. Her good mood disappeared in an instant, so she spat unhappily. That woman is very protective of her people, so I can’t even hurt them a bit. It’s so frustrating that I can’t deal with this old bitch.
When she saw Deng Mazi at the corner of her eye, she smiled evilly, walked over, and squatted. “Deng Mazi, do you want a wife? What do you think of that old bitch?”
Deng Mazi hadn’t recovered from his fear yet so he shook his head subconsciously.
Sang Ye’s eyes suddenly darkened and asked him grimly, “Don’t you want a wife?”
Deng Mazi looked up blankly, looked at Sang Ye, and asked tentatively, “I want… a wife…?”
Sang Ye curled her lips evilly. “If you want a wife then go after her. Chase her to death. Let me see your sincerity, okay?”
Although Deng Mazi was lustful, he had a thieving heart but no courage. He only dared to peek at old women bathing, steal the clothes of young wives in their yards, or eavesdrop on people masturbating at night. He dared not do anything else.
He dared not chase the female-educated youth, especially Cui Xue, who had a worse reputation than the daughter-in-law of the Sang family.
But under the gazes of the Sang twins, he dared not shake his head and could only nod it.
Sang Ye was very satisfied like someone who won a gold medal. She carried the bags and rushed forward with big strides.
The ridge of the field was not wide and the twins could pass at the same time by leaning sideways.
Sang Ye walked like a crab and the bags took up space, so there was no place for others to stand.
Cui Xue saw Sang Ye walking aggressively, and no matter how unhappy she was, she subconsciously hid to the side.
But Sang Ye was determined to hit her, so how could she avoid it?
The bags filled with something unknown hit Cui Xue in the face. Cui Xue screamed a few times, waved her hands, struggled a few times, and sat down in the paddy field.
The paddy field was also filled with more than a foot of water in winter. When she sat down, the water splashed more than half a meter high. Her half-new and half-old cotton-padded jacket was covered with muddy water, so she shivered with cold.
Cui Xue was angry and embarrassed. She shouted angrily, “Sang Ye, you little bitch, are you blind?”
Sang Ye rolled her eyes and replied, “Old bitch!” Seeing a piece of dry cow dung next to her, she picked it up and threw it on Cui Xue’s face. Half of it fell into her open mouth which made Sang Ye laugh happily.
Cui Xue’s pupils suddenly tightened and she tried her best to vomit. She was so disgusted that she vomited jaundiced water. “Ah!!! Sang Ye, I won’t let you go!”
Sang Ye shook her head proudly. “You scream like a sow mating, it’s so ugly. Grandma, let’s go home, I’m starving.”
Wang Xinfeng slapped Wu Yuejui in the face and called it a day. “Old whore, you got it easy today. Next time I hear you spewing shit, I will peel off your cheap skin.”
Full of pride and vigor, the grandmother and grandchildren walked out of the crowd aggressively and went home shaking their heads. When they passed by Cui Xue who was roaring and screaming in the field, Wang Xinfeng spit out a mouthful of phlegm. “Bitch!”
When the phlegm fell on Cui Xue’s head, she rolled her eyes and fainted from nausea.
Wu Yueju lifted her head and roared, “Widow Wang, come back here! Come back!!!”
In the hospital, Yu Zhi was transferred to a new ward. The ward was not big and it was in the corner of the corridor, which could only accommodate two beds.
Sang Dazhuang successfully got the ward with his fierce appearance and strong physique.
There were not many people willing to pay for hospital admission now, so many wards were empty. It was not a problem to book a small ward.
It was comfortable to stay with family members as well.
Yu Zhi was reading the newspaper and her eyes fell on the man next to her, who was holding a knife not even as big as his finger and clumsily peeling an apple.
It was obviously a very simple and ordinary thing to do, but he did it in a very difficult, sacred, and cautious way.
***Original translation is from enchantesstranslations.com. Please read it on the translator’s website.***
It was said that serious men were the most handsome. Looking at Sang Dazhuang, Yu Zhi felt that he was really handsome, very manly, very caring, and warm, and she felt secure.
Yu Zhi could no longer remember from her previous life why she had been annoyed with him, why he did not do anything right, why she hated everything about him, why she would find faults in all kinds of ways, and never gave him a good face.
Men were always forbearing, tolerant, and hardworking, like a good person without a temper.
But when facing others, he was still the fierce, unreasonable, rude, and aggressive gangster leader.
He would only change his attitude in front of her. His gentleness and kindness were only for her.
He was a good man, but she missed out on it for a lifetime.
The more she thought about it, the more she felt upset. She put away the newspaper as she didn’t feel like reading it anymore.
She looked at the man with a gentle gaze and asked softly, “Dazhuang, do you hate me?”
The knife tilted and fell into his hand. Sang Dazhuang had thick skin and flesh, so he was not injured but the knife was bent.
He looked up at Yu Zhi helplessly, feeling uneasy and doubtful, and opened his mouth to speak.
He was about to speak but Yu Zhi timidly lifted the quilt and lay down. “I’m tired so I’ll sleep for a while. You can do your own things. I’m fine being alone. If you are worried, you can lock the door from the outside.”
Sang Dazhuang fell silent. He put down the apple, tucked the quilt for Yu Zhi, and walked quietly to lock the door.
Yu Zhi closed her eyes, pursed her lips, and said softly, “Don’t hate me.”
She didn’t know if Sang Dazhuang heard it. She just closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Sang Dazhuang stood at the door for a long time. He didn’t hate her, not at all. He loved her, loved her to the bone. The first time he saw her, he wanted to love her with all his heart. He loved her humbly and selflessly. He loved her so much that he almost lost the ability to live for himself.
However, Yu Zhi didn’t know all this.
Yu Zhi slept very deeply and woke up when the sun set in the west. The sky outside was very gloomy and it felt like it was going to snow.
Sang Dazhuang had returned and stuffed a hot water bottle in her quilt, so she didn’t feel cold at all.
He bought a new hot water kettle and food for dinner, which he warmed with hot water.
Seeing that she was awake, he quickly poured hot water into the basin and wrung out a hot towel to wipe her face. “Wake up and eat dinner. You slept too long and may not be able to sleep at night. You should eat more to avoid being hungry.”
Yu Zhi felt really good from the hot towel on her face. After wiping her face and hands, she put on a thick jacket and sat up. She leaned against the thick quilt behind her and didn’t feel cold at all.
“What’s for dinner?”
“Pigeon soup, this is tonic. I specially asked someone to cook it this afternoon. The pigeon meat is not big, you should eat it all, don’t leave any. We also have some sauteed vegetables with white rice, you will definitely like it.” Sang Dazhuang got a small table from somewhere and put it on the bed.
The food was served on the table one by one, still steaming.
Yu Zhi looked at the sauteed vegetables and her eyes lit up. She liked to eat vegetables, even when she was in the most tired and hungry state, she still wanted to eat vegetables, not meat.
It might be due to physical reasons since she couldn’t bear to eat too much meat because it would make her vomit.
“Where did it come from? It’s not easy to get vegetables in the winter, right?”
Seeing the joy that was about to overflow from Yu Zhi’s eyes, Sang Dazhuang felt that all his hard work was worth it. “I specially asked someone to get them and plant them on the kang. It grows beautifully and tastes good. I know you like it so eat it quickly. Although it’s not much, it should be enough for you. I also left a handful and put them in the canteen. I asked someone to make a bowl of chicken noodle soup tomorrow morning and blanch the vegetables in it. It must be delicious.”
Yu Zhi’s eyes were smiling. Now that supplies were scarce, it was good to be able to fill the stomach. No one would spend time to satisfy her pretentiousness.
Other people thought she was pretentious.
Yu Zhi also thought she was very pretentious. Some people said that she had princess syndrome and couldn’t eat well. Some people said that she didn’t have it. She had to eat green leafy vegetables even in the winter which was quite unbearable for others.
“Thank you, Dazhuang. You’re awesome!”
The unreserved praise made the man’s dark and rough face secretly blush.
“I’m glad you like it. Eat it quickly before it gets cold.”
Because she liked the food, Yu Zhi ate pigeon soup, pigeon meat, a plate of sauteed vegetables, and a small bowl of rice that night. She was so full that she had to get up and walk around the room to digest the food.
Sang Dazhuang saw that Yu Zhi was happy, so he was happy too that he ate five big steamed buns at once.
He bought himself a multi-grain steamed bun with pickles. Yu Zhi asked him to eat some of the vegetables and soup, but he refused. She asked him to go buy some meat but he also refused. Yu Zhi really didn’t know what to say.
Yu Zhi slept too much during the day, so she was a little energetic at night. She didn’t fall asleep until almost midnight and got up late in the morning.
When she woke up, Wang Xinfeng had already arrived and was quietly tidying up.
Seeing that she woke up, Wang Xinfeng hurried over, touched her face and hands, and was relieved that they were not cold or hot. “Zhizhi is awake, did you sleep well?”
Yu Zhi smiled and replied, “Yes, I slept well. When did Mom come? Did you take the bus?”
Wang Xinfeng smiled so wide that you couldn’t see her eyes. “I arrived a while ago. Don’t worry, Mom took the bus and is not tired at all. Be good, get up then wash your face and rinse your mouth first. Dazhuang estimated that you will wake up soon. He just went to the cafeteria and said that he would cook chicken noodle soup for you and would be back soon. Mom brought you leek buns and chicken soup. If you can’t finish it in the morning, save it for lunch.”
“Okay, thank you, Mom.”
“What are you thanking me for? We don’t say these things as a family.”
Yu Zhi smiled and said, “Okay.” Not long after washing up, Sang Dazhuang came back with the food.
There were three lunch boxes full of white noodles cooked in chicken soup, the fragrance wafted far away, which made the other greedy people stretch their necks.
“Come and eat noodles quickly, it tastes better while it’s hot.”
The three servings of noodles were prepared including Wang Xinfeng’s share.
Wang Xinfeng was not a pretentious person, so she sat over directly.
“It smells really good. It’s rare for this bastard to do something useful. Come and eat, Zhizhi.”
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