Kissed and Seduced By the Most Rough Man in the Village-Chapter 582: The Crowd Gathered at the Door
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"Your father borrowed a lot of money from people in the village, saying he was taking your nephew to the big city for treatment. But after just three days, he came back and said your nephew didnβt survive, and didnβt even buy him a proper coffinβjust wrapped him in a grass mat and buried him in the mountains. When the villagers went to him for the money, he said the debt would be paid by his son and told them to wait until you came back to collect it from you." Old Wang sighed and said helplessly.
Actually, everyone in the village was from the same community, so they wouldnβt have rushed to press Old Jiang for money right after he lost his son and grandson. Especially since Old Jiang had been the village head before, and it was the New Year.
But no one was really wealthy.
At first, they had been willing to lend money because it was tragic that the child died at such a young age.
Who knew that Old Jiang took the money, but never went to the big city for treatment. He didnβt even bother to buy a small coffin.
The villagers felt deceived and were now furious, demanding that Old Jiang pay back the money immediately.
Not only did he refuse, but he also acted like a rogue.
Thinking about how his family had lent five yuan and had yet to get it back, Old Wang almost felt like going to Jiang Yexun to see what he thought about it.
But remembering the conflict between Jiang Yexun and his father, Old Wang suppressed the urge.
Aunt Guo, infuriated, spat out angrily, "That shameless scoundrel! Itβs his son, so what does it have to do with my son? If he had spent the money to save the child, Iβd have respected him a bit. But heβs a beast who doesnβt even care about his own grandsonβs life!"
Sighing, Old Wang tried to calm her down, "Aunt Guo, donβt be so angry. After all, youβre family. Iβve seen Old Jiang pinch pennies all his life, so the money was probably never spent. When you go back, talk to him about it, and make sure he gives the money back. Otherwise, if the villagers canβt get the money, theyβll definitely come to ask for it from your daughter... your son."
He paused awkwardly, as he had originally intended to say "your daughter-in-law" but stopped himself. He didnβt want to offend her since he knew how much Jiang Yexun valued his wife.
"If they come to me, Iβll just go straight to my dadβs house and get it," Jiang Yexun said coolly, stretching his long legs.
Aunt Guo lightly patted him, signaling for him to sit properly.
Old Wang didnβt know what else to say, so he just waited until everyone gathered to make a scene and then planned to join in.
The ox cart swayed slowly on its way back to the village, and many villagers saw them along the way, their eyes widening in surprise.
After the cart passed, they reacted.
"Hey, hey! Old Jiangβs youngest son is back, and he brought his delicate daughter-in-law with him! So, their marriage is official now?"
"Whether theyβre officially married or not doesnβt matter, we better hurry to Old Jiangβs house. This is going to be interesting!"
The villagers whispered excitedly, then without another thought, they all rushed toward Old Jiangβs house.
"Whatβs going on? Are they here to demand money right after we returned?" Su Xiaoxiao asked in surprise, seeing a group of people following them.
Jiang Yexun narrowed his brows and hid the dark look in his eyes.
Aunt Guo shook her head with certainty, "Impossible. Although the villagers are poor, they still care about face. They wouldnβt come to ask for money just because weβve come back."
She thought a few families might be in urgent need of money, but seeing seven or eight people following them, it was clear they were just looking for a scene.
Could something have happened at their house today?
Aunt Guo frowned, becoming more suspicious.
Before she could say anything, there was an uproar coming from their house.
"What are you doing?!" Jiang Yexunβs voice was cold and dark as he looked at the people from the Jiang family gathered outside his wifeβs house.
His aunt and uncle, seeing him, instantly changed their expressions.
But they quickly plastered fake smiles on their faces and walked over to greet him.
"Yexun, you have to talk to your wifeβs friends. Theyβve been occupying your new house for months, taking all your things and not even letting us in," Jiang Yexunβs aunt said, raising her chin in a superior tone.
Jiang Yexun narrowed his eyes slightly, a chilling glint flashing across them like a sharp arrow.
"I asked them to take care of the house before I left, and I also told them not to let you in." His tone was stern and unyielding.
Upon hearing this, Aunt Zhouβs expression faltered. She wanted to argue but, faced with Jiang Yexunβs towering figure and intimidating presence, she instantly wilted.
Jiang Yexunβs uncle immediately smiled ingratiatingly, "Yexun, come on now, why would you ask outsiders to check the house? And this house is yours, weβre just coming in for a visit, how could we take anything?"
"Isnβt it disgusting?" Jiang Yexun scoffed.
"Enough! You little brat, how dare you speak like that? Sheβs your aunt!" Jiang Guoli shouted, furious.
"Get lost! I donβt even acknowledge you, let alone these chaotic relatives of Old Jiangβs!" Jiang Yexun sneered.
Jiang Guoli was so enraged that he almost couldnβt catch his breath. His vision blurred, and only when his eldest son supported him did he manage to calm down.
"You ungrateful son! Donβt think youβve got wings just because youβre married. If it werenβt for me, your mother would have been dead by now!" Jiang Guoli spat bitterly.
Though the class struggle began nine years ago, those landlords who were considered the ruling class had been targeted and punished when China was founded.
If the Jiang family hadnβt lived in this land for generations and wasnβt considered a big family, how could they have protected the only daughter of Guo Hongxiang, the notorious country gentleman?
