Northeast: My Absurd Woman

Chapter 171 The most frightening thing is when my living father comes to my house.

Qi San used his body to pry open the door to the room, and while holding onto the doorknob with one hand, he said breathlessly.

"Oh dear! I always told you that my old man, Dad, is always up to no good. He'll ruin himself sooner or later."

The elderly in other families usually squat in the corners of the wall to bask in the sun and do whatever chores they can.

Our two fathers would risk their lives for an old lady.

"Zhang Changyao, ignore him. Let your dad stab him a few times, then he'll have some self-respect."

Yang Wuni was so anxious that she stomped her feet and said harsh words. She had already gotten off the ground and was about to put on her shoes.

"Wu Ni, where are you going? Coming out of the house during your postpartum confinement period? Don't you want to live anymore?"

My father and your father are both fathers, so even if I go, I can't favor one over the other.

With your bad temper, you'll only cause trouble if you go. You'd be better off staying home and waiting for me to come back.

At worst, those two living fathers can each beat me up to vent their anger.

As long as you don't kill me, I can come back and live with you again.

"If they beat you to death, you can go home with your father. They can't mistreat you now."

In a panic, Zhang Changyao was about to follow Qi San.

Seeing that Yang Wuni was about to get off the bed, he turned around and pushed her back onto the kang (a heated brick bed).

"Zhang Changyao, your back isn't healed yet. If your father beats you again, you really won't survive."

Yang Wuni refused to listen to Zhang Changyao and stubbornly insisted on getting down and following him.

"What are you all doing? Why are you all fighting over me? Can't you include me?"

Du Qiu, who had just returned from Wang Ga's house, thought something good had happened and asked as soon as she opened the door.

"Brother Du Qiu, you're back just in time. Come with me to the East Courtyard."

Wu Ni, Du Qiu and I are going. Are you relieved now?

Uncle, keep an eye on Wu Ni, make sure she doesn't leave the house.

Zhang Changyao glanced at Yang Deshan, who had already come over and grabbed Yang Wuni.

"Hurry up and go, someone might die in a minute. Those two old guys are probably going to fight for three hundred rounds."

Tomorrow, give each of them a large machete, make them sign a death pact, and let them practice in your village.

Hang that woman on the tree; whoever wins keeps her as their prize.

Liao Zhi got excited and started designing a challenge match for the two old men.

"Don't listen to Liao Zhibai, hurry up and go, or someone might really die," Yang Deshan waved his hand, signaling Zhang Changyao to go quickly.

Yang Wuni obediently stopped struggling and watched Zhang Changyao and the others leave the house.

Inside the house, Zhao Xiulan, her face covered in mud, her hair disheveled like a crow's nest, and her bare feet bleeding, were seen.

He hugged Zhang Kaiju's legs with both arms and pressed his head against Zhang Kaiju with all his might.

"Dad, listen to me, give me the knife. This knife is very sharp, what if it gets on you?"

You've gotten old and even more capable. If I had known this, I should have found you some work to do.

"I'm working you all so hard you can't even stand up straight, so you don't have time to think about these useless things."

The first thing Zhang Changyao did upon entering the room was to take Zhang Kaiju's knife.

"My son, your father is finished. I can't live without your Aunt Xiulan."

Zhang Kai raised his hand, then withdrew it, bypassing Zhang Changyao's hand, and raised the small knife.

"Father, isn't my Aunt Xiulan kneeling here? Are you drunk?" Zhang Changyao frowned as he looked at Zhang Kaiju.

"My son, I didn't drink. How could I bear to drink? All that wine was given to your father-in-law."

"I can't live anymore. I'm going to chop them up and go with them."

Zhang Kaiju made a move to break free from Zhao Xiulan's arm, but Zhao Xiulan pushed him back two steps.

As he retreated, he came right up to Du Qiu, who hadn't gone inside.

Du Qiu didn't go inside. He felt that he was just there to help out, and whether he went inside or not didn't make much difference.

"Dad, give me the knife. You're so reckless, you'll run into Aunt Xiulan's face again."

Zhang Changyao suddenly had an idea and went up to snatch the knife from Zhang Kaiju's hand.

Zhang Kaiju didn't want to give it to him, so he had no choice but to hide the small knife behind his back.

Zhang Changyao gave Du Qiu, who was behind Zhang Kaiju, a wink.

Du Qiu understood, spotted Zhang Kaiju's hand, and grabbed it.

With a forceful twist to the left and right, the small knife was immediately in Du Qiu's hand.

Zhang Changyao felt the crisis was over and went to help Yang Deming, who was snoring on the ground.

"Young man, if you dare bring your father-in-law home today..."

"I'll go to your house and do something to you." Zhang Kaiju said this again to intimidate Zhang Changyao.

"Dad, I'm just being nosy about you. Look at you now, do you even look like old people anymore?"

An 800-year-old man has no depth whatsoever; he still plays the petty jealousies and rivalries of young people.

I really shouldn't have let you take this step; you've really brought home a troublemaker.

If it weren't for her, you would never have learned to be so shameless.

Zhao Xiulan, no matter what, you are still my father's woman.

You've made things this way, so you'll have to bear the consequences yourself.

"Forget about right or wrong, you need to keep an eye on my father now and make sure he doesn't do anything foolish."

Looking at these living fathers, Zhang Changyao really didn't know what to say to vent his anger.

Wu Ni is currently in postpartum confinement and has only had a few days of peace and quiet, so she can't afford to cause trouble again.

Zhang Changyao looked outside the door and saw that the troublemaker Qi San had already slipped away when no one was paying attention.

Now, apart from Du Qiu, who is too afraid to move even with a knife, the only person he can rely on is Zhao Xiulan.

"Dad, please let Aunt Xiulan get up first. She's old and her legs can't take kneeling all the time."

You scared Aunt Xiulan like this, is that really good for her?

You old folks don't understand matters of the heart; you're all just fooling around.

Fearing he might anger Zhang Kaiju, Zhang Changyao slowly moved closer to Zhao Xiulan.

While bending down to help Zhao Xiulan up, he whispered to her, "Aunt Xiulan, you stop my father, I'm going to find my aunt."

Zhao Xiulan immediately got up, picked up Zhang Kaiju, and pushed him to the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed).

Just like before, he used his body and head to hold Zhang Kaiju in place, preventing him from moving.

Du Qiu, at a loss, held up the small knife, unsure where to put it for safety.

As Zhang Changyao passed by Du Qiu, he took the small knife from him and whispered to him to help Zhao Xiulan.

Having never experienced anything significant, Zhang Changyao grabbed a small knife and ran all the way to find Zhang Shuhua.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Shuhua calmly placed the small bucket on the kang (a heated brick bed) and slowly and deliberately got out of bed.

"Auntie, everything's in chaos, I don't know exactly what's going on."

I managed to snatch the cleaver from him, but my dad still looked like he wanted to fight my father-in-law to the death.

He's afraid my father-in-law will come after him tomorrow when he's sober and beat him up.

Zhang Changyao placed the cleaver he was holding on Zhang Shuhua's floorboard in the outer room, then knelt down to help Zhang Shuhua put on her shoes.

"Zhao Xiulan is a troublemaker. Ever since your father married her, she has never stopped causing trouble."

If she keeps causing trouble like this for a few more years, your father will die if she doesn't.

You know, this person is strange. When your mother lived with your father, she was like a mouse in front of a cat, and your father would even beat her.

When it came to Zhao Xiulan, even though she was constantly running around like a slovenly old woman, your father still treated her like a treasure.