Transmigrated as the Ex-Wife of a Heroic Man

Chapter 438: Views on Marriage

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Sun Yunyun cried pitifully. To those watching, she looked to be trying to stop the fight. However, that was far from the truth. She was secretly stealing the advantage for her mother, who managed to run her nails across Chen Guihua’s face while the latter was distracted by her. Chen Guihua squealed in pain, burdened by the swift reversal of fortune.

In the beginning, Sister Chrysanthemum and her customers stood around, gloating, but that changed as the situation escalated. They tried to intervene but could do nothing to separate the two women. The frenzy kicked up a cloud of dust, causing several individuals to hack and cough.

Seeing that Chen Guihua was beaten into a pig’s head by Zhu Yueju and her daughter, Su Wen could no longer stand idly by. Although her relationship with Chen Guihua and the rest of her family was not the best, she still felt honor-bound to do something. Chen Guihua may have schemed against her in the past, but that came second to the duty she owed her as the woman’s niece.

If Chen Guihua suffered too much and she did nothing, it would reflect poorly on her as a person. It was also why the seven Su sisters did not sever all ties with their extended family despite everything they had suffered.

“Stop!” Su Wen was unafraid of getting her hands dirty but did not enjoy the more banal aspects of shrewish life and culture; it was embarrassingly uncouth. After all, she was once a graduate of an elite university, educated and well-mannered. She could not lower herself to the rough and tumble of a street brawl.

Su Wen dropped her bags, picked up a large broom leaning against the wall of Sister Chrysanthemum’s house, and brandished it threateningly.

“Release my Third Aunt this instant! Are you bullying her because you feel no one in the Su family will stand up to either of vou?” As she spoke, Su Wen hit

Zhu Yueju and Sun Yunyun using the end of her broom, parting them from Chen Guihua’s prone form lying on the ground.

Su Wen did not stop there, however. She chased Zhu Yueju and Sun Yunyun around, using her broom to beat them black and blue. By the time Su Wen was done with them, neither Zhu Yueju nor Sun Yunyun thought to pick up the bottle of soy sauce they had bought, running as they did in dejection.

Satisfied that she had taught them a lesson, Su Wen released the broom, feeling angry but also amused. She had never thought there would come a day where she would willingly come to Chen Guihua’s aid. No one would believe her even if she told them.

“Third Aunt, are you alright?”

Chen Guihua looked miserable. She lay on the ground with her hair in a mess, her body coated in thick dust. It was such an awful sight that Su Wen could not bear to look at her aunt. Her face was covered in scratch marks, blood still oozing out of the deeper wounds. That was not even going into the newly minted bald patch, bereft of any hair, that Zhu Yueju had yanked out.

Sister Chrysanthemum wrung her hands nervously. She had not done much to help Chen Guihua because she was her competitor. Women fought all the time in the village, and it was ingrained in Clear Water County’s culture for people to resolve their grievances by showing their might.

Chen Guihua continued sitting on the ground, unmoving. Her lack of reaction was perhaps the most concerning,

“Chen Guihua?”

“Chen Guihua, what’s wrong? Are you injured? Where are you hurt?”

“Do you want to visit Uncle Youtian’s place for a check-up? Do you need medicine?”

People bombarded Chen Guihua with questions, but none could elicit a response. Su Wen was about to take her leave when the concern for Chen Guihua’s condition drew her attention. With her aunt’s abnormal behavior, she could not leave any time soon. Su Wen reviewed her options and began, “Third Aunt, don’t listen to Zhu Yueju’s nonsense.”

“Hehe…” Initially, Su Wen thought to comfort her, but who knew someone would put a hand to her mouth and snicker? Just great! As if lit by a firecracker, Chen Guihua burst into tears.

She had not even cried when she was beaten up so badly just a moment ago, yet now she was bawling her eyes out while rolling on the ground like a 300 -pound child.

“Wahhh… I knew it. I knew there was something wrong.” Chen Guihua wailed, her mounds of flesh jiggling with her agile movements. Everyone subconsciously retreated, distancing themselves from Chen Guihua..

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