Daily Life in the Countryside After Being Reborn-Chapter 5 - 4 Pull down the pants

When the autumn wind begins to blow, the wild chestnut trees and wild pear trees near Ge Village ripen, heavily laden at the treetops.

The transportation in the mountains is inconvenient; a single truck traveling in and out of the mountains can cost a ticket of big unity. The minds of the mountain folks are certainly not as complex as the winding mountain roads, and nobody is interested in taking the trouble to sell these goods outside the mountains. Every year around this time, pears and chestnuts discarded by pecking birds are seen scattered all over the wilderness.

The prickly things that fell into Xiao Xian's clothes are easily mistaken by city children for caterpillars, but they are actually the wild chestnuts commonly found in the mountains. The Miao Village boy who had grabbed Xiao Xian's collar had in his hand a few hairy chestnuts that he had just knocked down from the trees with a bamboo pole, playing this trick to tease the girls several times a day, often causing them to cry incessantly. Among them, this girl from the city with a limp had the biggest reaction.

"You're fooling the kids, those caterpillars would have died off long ago this season," Xiao Xian is an experienced one, in her younger days, she often got bullied by her mischievous martial sect brothers. Once, passing by, Brother Yun Guanzi from her sect taught those bullying brothers a lesson...

A retort like today's had never happened before. The little boy holding Xiao Xian's clothes was suddenly dumbfounded. The boys behind him whispered amongst themselves, not noticing that the eyes of the little girl in front were slyly turning with gusto.

Xiao Xian didn't struggle either; she reached into her clothes and the few hairy chestnuts stuck inside fell into her hand. She then turned around, her small body twisting like a slippery loach, grabbing the little boy's loose trousers and dumping all the chestnuts inside.

Before, Zhu Xiaoxian was a weak little baby who couldn't muster any strength, but after being replaced by Zhou Xiaoxian's soul, she was instantly imbued with the vigor of a teenager, and she did not hold back. The little boy was caught off guard, his trousers were loosely tied, and with a fierce tug, they came down, exposing his pale legs.

"Oh my, Yezi's pants got pulled down, everyone's seen his pee-pee," the Miao Village boys watching the excitement all burst into laughter.

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The little boy hurriedly covered his trousers to block the cool breeze below, his round face flushing purple red with anger. The boy named Yezi, about eleven or twelve years old, a bit young, but stout-headed, like a little tiger, and also a good half-head taller than Xiao Xian.

"Shameless limper," grumbled Yezi as he held onto his belt with one hand, his other hand fiercely shoving Xiao Xian.

"You still dare to scold?" Xiao Xian felt slightly embarrassed for accidentally pulling down someone's trousers, but then she thought, as a sixteen-year-old, to be bullied by an eleven or twelve-year-old boy, that would be too much of a loss of face.

Looking at the little boy's dense eyebrows and large eyes, his plush red lips were quite attractive, except his mouth was too foul.

Xiao Xian pursed her lips, too lazy to get involved with the group of boys; after all, she was indeed sixteen years old by now and couldn't just start bullying small children from other villages upon her arrival.

"Uncle is right, you Han children are all bad seeds, fatherless and motherless wild kids," Yezi tightened his belt and provoked again.

"Who are you calling fatherless and motherless?" Xiao Xian got angry, momentarily forgetting about the age issue, swinging her fists.

"Calling you, limper. Han people are no good, I've heard it all, your grandfather is a corrupt official, a big corrupt official who made it to the newspapers," Yezi looked on with satisfaction as Xiao Xian's face turned as red as a chili pepper from the field.

A burning palpitation swept from the chest throughout the body—a visceral instinct. The little boy's words caused Xiao Xian to feel a strong discomfort in her current body. Having grown up without relatives, Zhou Xiaoxian realized that this feeling was called sorrow. It was the original owner of the body's, Zhu Xiaoxian's, instinctive reaction.

Her height wasn't sufficient, but she could always reach his neck, right? Without another word, she went straight for the little boy's neck, not caring about age, gender, first impressions, or any other muddled potential impacts on her fighting—all in all, fight first, talk later.

Yezi was not to be outdone either, grabbing Xiao Xian's ox-horn braids. The two of them started fighting on the ground.

A child's way of fighting is rather limited, nothing more than pinching, scratching, and biting. However, Yezi was a boy after all, with more experience in fighting, and together with the encouragement from a few other boys beside, and Xiao Xian's legs not being agile, it didn't take long for him to twist her arm and successfully "subdue" her.

"Little limper, unwanted little limper, now you accept defeat, right?" Yezi, having pushed Xiao Xian down, was quite proud of himself.

"Accept defeat, my foot," Xiao Xian bent her knee and performed a back kick. With her inherently undeveloped and limp legs, she didn't expect much power. But after she kicked out, things took a turn in a direction she had never anticipated. That little boy called Yezi flew out like a broken stringed arrow, crashing into a pear tree that reportedly was about two years old.

A few ripe pears from the tree fell poignantly, smashing onto the ground and adding their unique sweet juice scent to the air.

Li Ye, the king of the kids from the nearby Miao Village, had been taken down today. And it was at the hands of a little girl from the Han Clan. He was not only pantsed, but also kicked and sent flying.

The strangest part was that the person who kicked him was said to be a limper.

A thin red earthworm wriggled down from the top of the little boy's head. This scared the children who were watching. Fights that resulted in scrapes and mud were one thing—they could get away with a "bamboo shoot stir-fried with pork" beating, but a broken head that bled was a serious matter.

"Yezi got his head cracked open by Zhu Xiaoxian," the other little boys scattered like birds and beasts, rushing home to call the adults.

Sister-in-law Lian, who was sitting in front of the house, heard the commotion and hurried over.

Yezi forgot the pain; he and Xiao Xian both stared dumbfoundedly at Xiao Xian's two straightly kicked legs.

"Oh no, Xiao Xian you've caused trouble. Quickly bring Yezi inside to get bandaged. He's a little VIP from East Miao Village," said Sister-in-law Lian upon seeing Li Ye's injury, shouting hysterically. After all, a dragon does not overpower a snake on its home ground, especially when Zhu Shijun was an old dragon past his prime.

Half an hour later, about a dozen Miao people, led by a strong man, arrived at Zhu Shijun's house in a rage. The village chief of Ge Village also came upon hearing the news. They surrounded the Zhu Family's home tightly, with a fierce and malevolent air, as if they couldn't wait to flay Xiao Xian alive.

Sister-in-law Lian dragged out all the long benches the Zhu Family had. After listening to Sister-in-law Lian's account, the village chief inwardly groaned—how had they managed to provoke the Li Family of Dongnan Miao Village? That was not a family to be trifled with.