He Is A Monster
Author: 橙子澄澄
Source: Instadoses
"Third Chen, that's enough. We're here for the silver..."
"What are you afraid of? A young widow and a little bastard - they all came out of nowhere to take refuge, and you're still afraid that someone will help them out? I'm not afraid of-" Before Third Chen could finish his ruthless words, an imaginary shadow flashed so close, horrifying him to the point where his pupils dilated!
"Wham!"
"Little bastard, you-"
The man's words were interrupted and unceasing miserable cries ensued in the small courtyard.
"Stop! Lit-Little bastard! Agui, Second Brother-come-help!"
"Xiu'er, don't!" Seeing Axiu raising a stick, Wanrong cried out quickly. "You won't be able to see Shengsheng anymore!"
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Third Chen thought he was a dead man.
The wooden stick stopped a hairbreadth away from his scalp after Wanrong's shrill cry.
Wanrong ran over and embraced Axiu in her bossoms, her hands stroking his back, "Xiu'er, Xiu'er, don't do this, don't do this! Mother's fine, Mother's not hurt, don't be like this..."
Axiu lowered his head and the wooden stick slipped from his hand. His messy hair obscured his eyes, but his tiny body surrounded by Wanrong, shivered invisibly.
"A widow? A little bastard?" After a long time, a childish voice resounded again in the deadly silent courtyard. Axiu slowly raised his eyes at the three horrified men and said, "People who have no relatives can settle down wherever they want. Without this cabin, we can live somewhere else. You're from Xiapo Village, aren't you? Can I fight you all? Do you want to give it a try?"
After saying this, he broke away from her mother's embrace and slapped each of the three men. He walked into the hall and commanded, "Clean up the yard and restore it to its original state. "
After regaining their freedom, the two who hadn't suffered moved their legs to make a run for it, but the boy's words froze them in place once more.
The whole messy yard was their work, and now, it was up to them to put it back together!
It was almost impossible, yet not a single person dared to say a word.
Fights in the countryside weren't unheard of, but no one has ever dared to kill anyone!
They weren't half as ruthless as this kid!
The pitter-patter of movement in the courtyard continued for a long time, while Wanrong stood in the hall, looking at the closed door silently in tears.
Across the door, inside the room.
Axiu was sitting on the floor against the door panel with his hands on his knees. His whole body curled into a ball, his small body trembling violently in the dim light.
He couldn't control it.
He wanted to kill.
Only by seeing those who dared to humiliate him lying motionless on the ground and covered in blood could he feel his heart beating!
He was a monster.
Shengsheng - if Shengsheng got to know of it, how would she look at him?
Would she be the same as those people?
The hands gripping his knees gouged the flesh of his legs, one by one, getting faster and faster.
After it was completely dark, the courtyard was finally quiet.
Agui and the Second Brother fled the cabin with a half-conscious Third Chen in their arms.
It wasn't until they've walked a long distance away did they suddenly collapsed to the ground, their legs still shaking.
A month later, Third Chen died in his own latrine.
It was said that he went to the latrine in the middle of the night, accidentally fell down and couldn't get up.
By the time his family found him, he was already dead.
When Third Chen's family was in mourning, Agui and Second Brother stood in the middle of the crowd, their faces pale and sweating coldly.
On the day they went up to the cabin to ask for compensation, they were indeed furious that their kids were bullied, plus they also wanted to extort a sum of money.
Third Chen wasn't. He was a rascal, nearly 30 years old and unable to get married. They met him halfway and knowing that they were going to the cabin to vent their anger, he followed along on a whim.
A trip that cost him his life.
After returning home, they both fell seriously ill, and kept their mouth shut about the cabin incident from then on.
By then, it was time for a good rice harvest.
The fields of Xinghua Village were bustling with activity and good jeer.
This year, the rice fields in their village had another bumper crop!
And without the drought hazard, their rice harvest was 10% more than the past year!
The Xinghua villagers were particularly proud of this, especially when they met people from Xiapo Village across the river - they would tip their chins high.
How did everything turn out last year when Xiaopo villagers used trickery to irrigate their paddy fields?
Xinghua Village had the same bumper harvest in the end!
Everyone was using water from Qinghe River.
The soil qualities of the fields were similar, but why was the harvest in Xinghua Village better than in Xiapo Village?
To paraphrase a classic villager's proverb: a despicable man has his day! This was Xiapo Village's retribution.
The Heavens weren't impressed by their deeds.
Now, hahaha! The Xiapo villagers could only be jealous of them from across the river!
With a bountiful rice harvest, a relaxed mood, and years of accumulated bad blood out of the way, Xinghua village on the other side was even more filled with incessant cheers and sunny chats.
Liu Yusheng was also there, followed by Axiu, whom she summoned. Although she was small and couldn't help much, she could bring water and hand out sweat towels to her family.
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