novelraw Chapter 440 - 421 This Mood Is Really Pleasant! (1)
Chapter 440 - 421 This Mood Is Really Pleasant! (1)
Tian Sanbao’s face turned deathly pale with fright, his legs gave way, and he sat on the ground.
Song Jinxiu’s knife just grazed past his scalp.
A large patch of something black fell in front of Tian Sanbao, and he suddenly felt a chill on his scalp.
Reaching up to touch, he drew a sharp breath, feeling a chill spread through his spine as if pressed against ice.
Song Jinxiu’s knife had cut off the topknot on his head!
It was the first time Song Jinxiu dared to strike at someone, her excitement making her hands tremble.
After taking a breath, she raised the kitchen knife again and charged at him, "Villain!"
"Mother, save me!" Tian Sanbao was so scared that he got up and ran.
Tian Sanbao was finally terrified, this feeling was actually exhilarating!
Song Jinxiu, not stopping halfway, carried the kitchen knife and chased him all the way to Tian Sanbao’s doorstep.
Tian Sanbao, terrified, howled and cried like a ghost while running, shutting the door quickly once he got inside.
Mrs. Tian Song, who was cooking dinner in the kitchen next to the main house, heard the commotion outside and came out wielding a spatula to see what was going on, "What’s happening?" Seeing Song Jinxiu running over with a gleaming kitchen knife, she immediately lifted her spatula, "You wretched girl, how dare you strike my son, I’ll kill you!"
Song Jinxiu was in the heat of the moment, without hesitation, she swung her knife again, chopping down Mrs. Tian Song’s raised spatula with a clang.
The impact made Mrs. Tian Song’s right hand go numb.
She was scared stiff.
"How dare you curse me? Why do you slander me?" Song Jinxiu waved the kitchen knife, pointed at Mrs. Tian Song, and shouted.
This cold shout brought Mrs. Tian Song back to her senses.
Terrified, she quickly ran towards the door, "Oh my goodness, Song Jinxiu has gone mad and is going to kill someone!"
She banged on the door, calling for her son to let her in to hide.
But Tian Sanbao, frightened by Song Jinxiu’s knife, had his head buzzing; he couldn’t hear who or what was shouting outside at all.
He leaned against the door, trembling all over.
Seeing Song Jinxiu walking towards her again with the kitchen knife, Mrs. Tian Song clutched her head and ran.
She ran towards other places in the village.
After chasing and getting tired, Song Jinxiu finally stopped to rest, only then realizing that she had been like a madwoman, chasing and chopping, which even scared herself.
Her legs gave way, and she sat down on the ground.
The neighbors of the Tian Family, when seeing Song Jinxiu chasing Tian Sanbao and running over, had swarmed out to watch the spectacle.
Some were holding children, some were eating from big bowls, and there were passersby stopping to watch with their loads.
As Song Jinxiu came to her senses, she noticed a dozen or so people looking her way.
Embarrassed, she put the kitchen knife back onto the tray she was holding, wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, and got up from the ground.
It was getting dark, and while others were having their dinner, her vegetables had yet to be washed.
Feeling awkward, she walked back.
A woman holding a child smiled and asked her, "Jinxiu, where did you buy that kitchen knife?"
Another elderly woman laughed, "Jinxiu, you’re just now washing vegetables?"
Someone looked into the tray she was holding, "Jinxiu, what veggies is your family having today? Oh, it’s cabbage, just cabbage? Do you have any meat?"
"Jinxiu, is your grandfather’s illness any better?"
"Jinxiu, it’s getting dark soon, hurry and wash the vegetables, if it gets too late you won’t be able to see the pond clearly..."
Song Jinxiu thought these people would mock her, saying she was chasing someone like a madwoman, but judging by the expressions on their faces, they weren’t mocking her?
Why is that?
Feeling awkward, she gave a few perfunctory replies and hurried off with the tray.
The villagers gathered and started discussing.
"Jinxiu was quite impressive today, daring to chase Mrs. Tian Song and her son with a kitchen knife."
"Cheng Family’s daughter-in-law, if you were a young lady being pestered all day by Tian Sanbao, and his mother cursed you for being indecent, calling you an unwanted woman clinging to her son, wouldn’t you take a knife to Sanbao?"
"Not only would I chop him to death, I’d throw him in the water to feed the turtles!" said the woman with a roll of her eyes.
"Jinxiu is usually timid, doesn’t dare to kill even a chicken, yet today she’s angry enough to want to chop someone! It just shows how much the Tian mother and son have bullied her!"
"No one would argue with that."
The villagers, after a bit of chatter, dispersed.
Mrs. Tian Song, fearing that Song Jinxiu would come after her, hid near her own mother’s house, only returning home when it was completely dark.
Upon entering the yard, Mrs. Tian Song found it in complete disarray, leaving her utterly shocked.
"What happened?" Mrs. Tian Song grabbed her youngest son, Tian Sanbao, to ask.
Tian Sanbao had been hiding inside from Song Jinxiu, how could he know? He only knew there was a commotion outside; he got so scared he ran out the back door.
He had only just returned.
"I don’t know, Mom, I just got back." Tian Sanbao shook his head.
"How dare you ask what’s going on? You dead woman!" Mrs. Tian Song’s husband had just come down from the casino, lost money today, was already in a bad mood, came home to find no one there, and the kitchen was ablaze. He was scared and angry, hurriedly splashed water from the vat onto the stove, quenching the fire. Before he caught his breath, seeing his wife returning, he was so furious he started beating her without a word.
Only then did Mrs. Tian Song recall that she was making dinner earlier, cooking, and had just thrown a handful of firewood into the stove when Song Jinxiu came running.
She was so focused on yelling at Song Jinxiu, she forgot about the cooking.
Later, fearing Song Jinxiu would chop her, she ran somewhere to hide until now.
Did the fire from the stove spread outside and ignite the pile of firewood?
She looked around, fortunately only half the kitchen was burned; if the living room had caught fire too, where would she live?
Seeing her standing dumbly without cleaning, her husband kicked her again, "Dead woman, what are you standing there for? Clean up and cook, I’m starving!"
In the past, if her husband scolded her, she would fight back with words, but today she was at fault, Mrs. Tian Song dared not talk back, ashamedly went to clean the kitchen.
The Tian Family’s burned kitchen became the talk among the neighbors.
What else could they say when the sons of the Tian Family loved gambling, losing then either denying debts or borrowing and not repaying? Anyone asking for money was threatened by Mrs. Tian Song, saying if anyone asked again, she’d hang herself at their door.
Who’d dare ask for money then?
Almost eight out of ten neighbors nearby had been cheated by the Tian Family; their reputation was awful around here.
Today the Tian Family faced Song Jinxiu with a knife and carelessly burned the kitchen, everyone secretly applauded.
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Song Jinxiu held a winnowing basket, walked to the pond where she usually washed vegetables.
By now, it was quite dark.
Only a faint bit of twilight illuminated the land.
One could barely discern the pond from the road.
The stone slab forming the river dock by the pond was slippery, and Song Jinxiu stood cautiously at the edge.
She studied the river dock for a while, found a spot that seemed less slippery, lifted her skirt, just about to step up when suddenly light came from behind.
Song Jinxiu turned to look, found someone raising a torch, also walking to the pond.
This person stretched their neck, shining the torchlight into the grass by the pond.
The torchlight also hit the river dock, Song Jinxiu took advantage, placed herself securely.
She let out a breath, squatted down to wash vegetables.
"Miss, did you see a yellow puppy run here?" he asked Song Jinxiu.
This was the knife-seller from this morning; he’s still in the village?
Song Jinxiu shook her head, "No." She continued washing vegetables.
Chen the Third raised the torch, shone it around, muttering, "I hardly found a puppy, now it’s lost."
Song Jinxiu glanced at him without speaking, using his torchlight she washed the vegetables in her two small baskets, put down her rolled-up sleeves, and hurriedly left.
Watching her walk away, Chen the Third rubbed his hungry stomach, smiled, and left too.
It was dark, Song Jinxiu wouldn’t go out again; he’d go home first today and come back tomorrow.
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Song Jinxiu chased Tian Sanbao with a knife, then chased Tian Sanbao’s mother Mrs. Tian Song, the news spread quickly through the village, by one evening, most of the village knew about it.
Because of the truth about Tian Sanbao bullying Song Jinxiu and Mrs. Tian Song framing her, no one thought Song Jinxiu’s actions were unjust. Instead, they considered the Tian Family excessively bullying.
They forced a timid girl to erupt, showcasing how vicious the Tian Family was.
Early the next morning, Tian Sanbao, with a chunk of hair missing from the top of his head, miserably carried a wooden plaque, arriving punctually in front of the Song Family to kneel as punishment.
Chen the Third, carrying his basket to sell knives, also came.
He saw Tian Sanbao’s head now topped with a hat, unkempt broken hair protruding from the back of his head, chuckling as he walked over.
Several children heading to the Li Family in Taohua Village for school, carrying backpacks, came as well.
They almost daily came to watch Tian Sanbao’s misfortunes, today being no exception.
These were Song Baoshun’s mischievous students, aged only twelve or thirteen, fourteen, at their naughtiest and always feeling hungry.
In their past school days at Mr. Song’s house, they often sneaked food from the kitchen. When Song Jinxiu caught them, she didn’t scold them but often gave them snacks.
These young boys were very grateful to Song Jinxiu.
Having heard Tian Sanbao bullied and maligned Song Jinxiu, the mischievous kids all wanted to stand up for her, thinking to give Tian Sanbao a beating.
But they were young, feared losing, dared only spit from afar, glaring, not daring to truly fight.
Today, these kids stood behind Tian Sanbao, spitting.
Chen the Third laughed and shouted, "Tian Sanbao, there’s no wind today, why wear a hat?"
Saying this, he suddenly removed Tian Sanbao’s hat, revealing his chopped hair on top.
Five or six kids all burst into laughter, "Hahaha, hahaha, bald spot, Tian Sanbao’s got a bald spot!"