Zhou Dajun’s hands were twisted behind his back by Wufu, leaving him in so much pain that he yelled, "Let go, you little bitch, let go!"
"You have quite a dirty mouth, do you want me to help you remove your jaw?" Wufu’s voice was cold and sinister.
The sound of a child crying loudly erupted.
Wufu looked over and saw Tie Tou crying with his fingers in his mouth, his eyes filled with fear as he looked at her.
Uh, she scared the little kid.
"Look, scaring the child is not good!" Wufu was not about to take the blame upon herself.
"Dajun, shut your mouth!" Zhou Xueli shouted at him. Although he did not know what Wufu was here for, looking at the scene before him, the Zhou family was at a disadvantage. Moreover, seeing how composed Wufu was, it was clear she did not take them seriously at all.
"Stop this." Old Lady Zhou also rushed out of the room, holding a green jade hairpin in her hand.
Wufu looked over and snorted. It would’ve saved so much trouble if they had been this sensible earlier.
"Let go of Dajun, and the hairpin is yours," Old Lady Zhou said sternly, raising the hairpin in her hand.
Wufu let go and walked over. Zhou Dajun, furious, attempted to charge at her but was swiftly pulled back by Zhou Xueli.
After receiving the hairpin from Old Lady Zhou’s hand, Wufu inspected it carefully before tucking it away. She then looked at her and said, "My apologies for disturbing the old lady this time. Although it’s my fault, the reason..." She glanced at Madam Lu and her daughter on the ground, the implication clear without words.
Old Lady Zhou’s face turned ashen. "You’ve got the hairpin, now leave!"
Wufu responded with an "Alright" and swaggered out.
"Don’t think you can just leave, how will you compensate for injuring my mother’s hand?" Zhou Dajun shouted irrationally.
Wufu turned around: "You’ve actually reminded me." She walked back over, causing everyone, for some reason, to step back in fear: "This time a fracture is a lesson, teaching you not to be grabby or greedy. Get a good doctor to set the bone right. But if there’s a next time, don’t expect to keep that hand!"
Having said that, she left unhurriedly, just as Zhou Xuennian, her eldest uncle, returned home and brushed past her.
Zhou Xuennian didn’t recognize her at first, and by the time he had a clear look, Wufu had already walked by.
This uncultured girl, what is she doing here?
Zhou Xuennian’s expression was very grim. He stepped across the threshold and felt something was off. Taking a closer look—where was the door?
Looking into the courtyard again, he saw people, big and small, all present, with some crying out loud. Madam Lu? Why was she howling?
Zhou Xuennian felt uneasy and displeased.
"What kind of commotion is this?" He frowned, his gaze wandering until he saw that the yard gate had fallen to one side, barely holding itself together.
It was only then that the people were coming to their senses after Wufu’s threatening words; she had said that next time, she would break hands!
"Dad, why have you only just arrived? Our family is being bullied to death!" Zhou Xiuer cried out loud.
"What happened? Why is your mother howling? What a disgrace!" Zhou Xuennian’s temples throbbed.
"It was that bitch Wufu, somehow she broke Mom’s hand!" Zhou Dajun said with fury in his eyes.
Zhou Xuennian paused, his gaze instinctively shifting towards Madam Lu’s hand, his expression turning grim.
"What are you all standing around for? Xueli, go and get a doctor to set your sister-in-law’s bone," Old Lady Zhou commanded, noticing the neighbors peeking in, curious about the commotion. "Xiuxiu, go cook."
Zhou Xiuer, still crying, moved reluctantly, and Old Lady Zhou, beyond annoyed, yelled, "Well, go on then!"
Only then did she get up and head toward the kitchen.
"I’m going to find her!" Zhou Xuennian declared, seething as he turned to leave.
"Stop right there. If you dare to leave this door, don’t ever call me mother again!" Old Lady Zhou yelled at him once more.
This eldest branch of the family was full of troubles, infuriating her to no end.