Chapter 819: Chapter 819: Carried on the Shoulders
Seeing her husband change so much this time, knowing he did it for her and their child’s future, even going as far as kneeling before Nanny Sun to plead for mercy, fearing that after his death, his debts would fall upon his wife and child, leaving them with no way out.
Zhang San’s behavior deeply touched the woman. Now that she heard he didn’t actually have tuberculosis, she was overjoyed, thinking that heaven had favored them and that their family would finally lead a good life.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhang San opened his mouth, he cursed: “What a load of crap, I’ve been ruined by you all.”
“Spit spit spit! Husband, don’t talk nonsense,” the wife spat on the ground several times superstitiously, then said: “Nanny Sun said we don’t have to repay the silver, and you’re not sick, we’re fine! Don’t start talking about death, it’s bad luck,”
“Luck my ass, who knows if I’ll still be alive tomorrow.”
Zhang San got up from the ground irritably, brushing the dirt off his knees, his eyes fiercely glaring at Nanny Sun as he angrily said, “It’s all your fault, you damn Old Hag, how dare you trick me into spilling everything.”
“Oh! What now? You know your life isn’t in danger and you turn against me?” Nanny Sun was in a good mood, so she didn’t take it too seriously.
That’s right, the Yihong Brothel was used to comings and goings, and clients of all sorts. A few curses were minor; if she took those to heart, she’d have been dead long ago.
Zhang San: “I’d rather die of a terminal illness than live .”
The onlookers were puzzled again: “You’re not happy even though you don’t have tuberculosis! Nanny Sun is a good person; she forgave you more than a hundred taels of silver, saving your family’s livelihood. You should be grateful, yet why are you cursing her instead?”
Zhang San grew even angrier: “What do you know, I’ve made an enemy of Prince Pu, it’s like I’m practically in the Yama Hall already. This damn Old Hag is too detestable, conspiring with the Doctor to cheat all my words out of me, she’s cutting off my lifeline.”
Nanny Sun was very innocent: “Just now, it was you who wanted to talk, it has nothing to do with me.”
“I thought I was dying, so it wouldn’t matter if I died again, but who knew, you old witch, that you were swindling me all along, even bribing Doctor Shi to join you in the deception?”
Zhang San cursed while gearing up as if he wanted to go up and hit someone.
But he was powerless alone against several thugs who blocked him; he couldn’t even get close and could only mouth off.
“Say what you want, anyway I’m a person of integrity. From now on, we’re even and owe nothing to each other.” Having resolved the issue, Nanny Sun turned her back and strode towards the Qinger Building.
Dealing with guests every day, Nanny Sun had seen plenty of small fry like Zhang San and seldom bothered with them.
“You old witch, you think you can just mess with me and walk away? Think again,” Zhang San tried to rush in, but the thugs firmly blocked him. He could do nothing but curse wildly at the entrance.
Even though the village woman was strong-willed at home, in such places, facing so many rich young masters, she was fearful at heart. She reached out to pull Zhang San, gently calling out, “Husband, let’s not make a scene, let’s go home, the children are waiting!”
“If you want to go home, go on your own, I’m not going back to that poor and broken home!” Zhang San fiercely shook off her hand, a complete reversal from just before.
“Husband, why have you gone back to your old self?”
“I’ve always been , I haven’t changed.”
The woman’s expression chilled: “Husband, I’m asking you one more time, are you coming home or not?”
Without another word, the woman stepped forward, hoisted Zhang San up on her shoulder, and turned to leave.
“You stinking wench, pulling this stunt again, put me down now.” Zhang San kicked and struggled to no avail, still carried on his wife’s shoulder.
The thugs at the door were stunned, thinking that this village woman was incredibly tough, a true warrior woman.