Northeast: My Absurd Woman

Chapter 181 Targeting the Heart

In his excitement, Hu Xianjun forgot that he was at Zhang Changyao's house and that his aunt and mother-in-law, Yang Wuni, was sitting behind him.

"Xianjun is not necessarily a smart person just because he looks sharp on the surface."

Look at your uncle, he went to school and read a lot of books.

Look at Baijian Bailing, right? You don't know, she was so scared by a little illness that she gave the child away.

They even picked out a name for me, but now that I'm better, I'm too embarrassed to ask for it back.

"Do you think he's sharp-tongued or stupid?" Yang Wuni glared at Zhang Changyao.

"Uncle-in-law, is it really not clever of you to do things like this?"

Hu Xianjun could tell who was in charge, so he naturally sided with Yang Wuni.

"Wu Ni, you still blame me? I was just afraid that if you had a child, no one would want you."

Giving the child to Liao Zhi and Lin Qiu would at least prevent the child from suffering; it's better than the child being beaten and scolded by a stepfather, right?

Zhang Changyao finally told the truth: he was worried that Yang Wuni wouldn't be able to protect the child.

"Zhang Changyao, do you think being a mother is the same as being a father?"

Even if I remarry with my child, no one would dare to lay a finger on my son.

If a mother can't even protect her own child, then she doesn't deserve to be called "Mom" by her child.

Fathers are different; once they marry a second wife, they forget about their children as soon as they're in her bed.

And they even have the audacity to come to the child's house and ask their stepmother for chicks to eat! Pah!

As Yang Wuni was talking, she got off the road and turned onto Zhang Kaiju.

"Xianjun, let's go to that room. You've been jostling around in that donkey cart all day, go get some sleep!"

Seeing that things were not going well, Zhang Changyao quickly changed the subject and climbed onto the kang (a heated brick bed) to pull the quilt away.

Hu Xianjun pressed the remaining cigarette butt against the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), extinguished it, and threw it on the ground.

When Zhang Changyao saw this, he quickly bent down, picked it up, and held it tightly in his hand.

"Uncle, what are you doing? It's too short to pull."

Hu Xianjun thought Zhang Changyao was reluctant to part with the cigarette butt and wanted to pick it up to smoke it again.

"Xianjun, your master said to put the cigarette butts in the dry tobacco."

I heard that cigarettes contain paper offerings, making them easier to smoke.

Zhang Changyao explained, fearing that Hu Xianjun might misunderstand him.

"Uncle, isn't paper money for the dead? How can you put it in cigarettes?"

"If burning paper money is real, isn't that just sending money to the dead every day?"

Hu Xianjun followed behind Zhang Changyao, pressing him with a serious expression.

"I don't know the specific reason either. You can ask Liao Zhi yourself in a bit. I heard it from him."

Zhang Changyao led Hu Xianjun into the house and pointed to Liao Zhi on the kang (a heated brick bed) and told him.

"Uncle, who is Liao Zhi? Why is he lying on our kang (heated brick bed)? Doesn't he have a home of his own?"

Hu Xianjun climbed onto the kang (a heated brick bed), nudged Liao Zhi, and poked his face with his finger.

"Hey! New guy, get your stinky hands off me. Who do you think I am? Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

"This house is under my jurisdiction. You can stay here if you want, or stay outside if you don't."

Liao Zhi had no liking for Hu Xianjun, who reeked of alcohol, and spoke very harshly to him.

"Uncle, keep an eye on Xianjun and Liao Zhi, and don't let them fight."

Xianjun, don't poke Liao Zhi's mouth, he'll bite you if he gets angry.

Zhang Changyao gave Yang Deshan a symbolic word of advice, but in his heart he still hoped that Hu Xianjun and Liao Zhi would quarrel.

Liao Zhi has been in a bad mood lately. He keeps his eyes closed and doesn't respond much to anyone who tries to talk to him.

"Hmm!" Yang Deshan replied without looking up, still rubbing his tobacco leaves.

"My uncle told me not to poke your mouth, but I want to see if you have a mouth of iron and teeth of steel."

"Still biting? Try biting me, and I'll knock all your teeth out with a chisel."

When Hu Xianjun returned, his mother, fearing he was cold, gave him a large gulp of baijiu (Chinese liquor).

This sip of baijiu is 58° pure grain liquor from a small distillery; its potency is incredibly strong.

Hu Xianjun, who had just gotten drunk, was so dizzy that he didn't care who was around him.

He took off his shoes, climbed onto the kang (a heated brick bed), and went straight for Liao Zhi. Without even looking at Liao Zhi's expression, he went up and pinched open Liao Zhi's mouth.

"Hu Xianjun, what are you doing?"

When Yang Deshan heard Liao Zhi whimpering and unable to speak, he got up to stop Hu Xianjun.

"Uncle, come out for a moment." Zhang Changyao, who was eavesdropping from the ground floor of the outer room.

She opened the door a crack and waved to Yang Deshan, who was about to get up.

Yang Deshan glared at Hu Xianjun, got off the ground, and walked out of the house.

"Uncle, don't worry about Hu Xianjun, let him fight Liao Zhi."

Liao Zhi is in a bad mood; letting him vent his anger will make him feel better.

"People who are bedridden are most afraid of getting angry; mental illness is hard to cure," Zhang Changyao instructed Yang Deshan.

"So we're just going to ignore it? Just watch Hu Xianjun bully Liao Zhi?"

Yang Deshan was puzzled, and his eyebrows furrowed.

"Uncle, just leave it alone. I'll listen from the outer room."

"Once the fire is out of control, I'll go inside to stop Hu Xianjun." Zhang Changyao pushed Yang Deshan into the house.

"You foul-mouthed devil, let's see how strong your teeth are!"

Hu Xianjun pinched Liao Zhi's cheek with one hand and shook Liao Zhi's teeth one by one with the other.

Liao Zhi pretended to be subdued by him, his cheeks relaxed as he waited for Hu Xianjun to lower his guard.

Just as he was about to loosen his last tooth, he suddenly bit down hard on the tip of Hu Xianjun's thumb.

"Ouch! You actually bit me, buddy. I'll break your teeth."

Hu Xianjun pulled his fingers outward forcefully, but Liao Zhi refused to let go, his two rows of teeth clenching together in a desperate effort.

Hu Xianjun was given no chance to recover, and he grimaced in pain.

"I'll teach you to look down on me. I'll bite off your finger and swallow it."

Liao Zhi forced out a few words through gritted teeth.

"Liao Zhi, you bastard, you bit off your finger."

"You fucking get up tomorrow and go make boxes for my aunt's house!"

Unable to pull his fingers out, Hu Xianjun angrily pressed Liao Zhi's forehead, cursing under his breath.

When Liao Zhi heard Hu Xianjun call Yang Wuni "Auntie," he quickly loosened his teeth.

"You've got a really hard bite, kid. How long has it been since you've gnawed on a bone? Are you treating my hand like a pig's paw?"

Hu Xianjun rubbed his finger, which had been bitten and the flesh was dented.

"If it weren't for the fact that you were making boxes for Wu Ni's family, I would have sucked your fingers like chicken feet."

Liao Zhi bared his teeth like a zombie, making himself look fierce to scare Hu Xianjun.

Dude, you're not exactly a handsome man, are you?

He's a grown man weighing around 100 pounds, why does he have to lie down?

Oh dear! Look at you, still naked and not even bothering to put on some clothes.

You may feel comfortable lying here, but who will support your parents? Don't you have a wife and children?

Your parents gave birth to you, and you don't even know how to repay them; all you do is enjoy your retirement.

Hu Xianjun would pat Liao Zhi's body and then touch Liao Zhi's head.

"Hu Xianjun is a real chatterbox; he always manages to hit the nail on the head with Liao Zhi."

It seems Liao Zhi has met his match this time; it's hard for him not to be angry!

"Let's do it! Let's have a fight, vent our anger, and we'll feel better." Zhang Changyao laughed as he went back to his room.