Chapter 40: Chapter 40: The Subtle Pleasure Chapter 40: Chapter 40: The Subtle Pleasure He then laughed contemptuously and looked at Chiang Xiao as if she were trash.
“Your last name is Chiang? Ha-ha, just as low and shameless as your mother. You have the surname Chiang because even Second Uncle doesn’t know who your dad is! Who knows if your mom just picked up some random man in the ravines? Back in those chaotic times, when so many bad elements were sent here, some assholes being forced to eat shit during the day would turn around at night, eager to defile the village’s young women. Maybe your mom got dragged into the fields and slept by one of those pricks, with the way she was back then…”
Chiang Baohe hadn’t planned to curse so much at first.
But he didn’t know why, it gave him a thrill and satisfaction akin to a sinister flame growing in the dark to curse at the young girl who looked like a delicate flower and to insult her mother with such indecent words.
Chiang Qingzhu used to be the belle of Siyang Village, and there were many from the nearby villages who wanted to seek a marriage alliance. But no one expected her to suddenly turn up pregnant.
Although Chiang Songhai and Ge Liutao tried to keep the matter quiet, it was all in vain.
Chiang Qingzhu should have been subjected to the Village Parade, her ruined reputation dragged through the streets. Even if she herself didn’t die, the bastard child in her womb surely couldn’t be saved. In those times, getting pregnant before marriage was tantamount to breaking all social norms.
Yet, in the end, Chiang Songhai managed to protect both his daughter and granddaughter, an outcome which still astounds the villagers to this day.
Part of Chiang Xiao’s deep respect for her grandfather came from this. She believed that to have saved her and her mother in such tumultuous times was nothing short of incredible.
She firmly believed her father could not be some vile old pervert, because she only looked like the Chiang family by one-third, while the other two-thirds of her features must resemble her father’s.
Chiang Xiao had always known she was beautiful and even felt a bit proud of her looks—not out of vanity, but because it allowed her to maintain the belief that her father was a handsome and gentle man.
“With Chiang Qingzhu being such a slut back then, the little wretch she gave birth to isn’t any better,” found Chiang Baohe, gaining a perverse sense of pleasure from his stream of insults towards Chiang Xiao, unable to stop himself. “Just a few years old and already knows how to seduce men by wiggling her butt! Let me tell you, little wretch, don’t even think about Ji Desheng anymore. Keep your damn legs closed, and if you dare mess up my good thing with Ji Desheng, I won’t let you off!”
One of Chiang Baohe’s eyes stared at Chiang Xiao like a venomous snake.
No matter how much Chiang Xiao had mentally prepared herself, telling herself that she was young and frail and needed to hold back or else she would suffer greatly, Chiang Baohe’s foul language instantly set her temper ablaze.
If she held back any longer, would Chiang Baohe no longer be a twisted devil?
Chiang Xiao kicked over a long bench with a fierce move and then, before Chiang Baohe could react, she suddenly dashed toward the door and out.
While running, she screamed tragically, “Second Uncle, don’t hit me, I won’t tell anyone, I won’t tell, please, Second Uncle, spare me!”
Chiang Baohe was already in pursuit when Chiang Xiao grabbed a strong bamboo pole from the yard and threw it at him.
“Little wretch, stop right there!” Chiang Baohe caught the bamboo pole with one hand and, without thinking, continued chasing with the pole in hand.
Chiang Xiao had already run out the main gate and kept screaming terribly, “Help! Second Uncle, please, let me go! I won’t talk about what happened in the sweet potato field! I won’t tell anyone if they ask!”
While shouting, she ran into the alley. No one knew better than she did how cruel Chiang Baohe could be; she couldn’t stay alone in the house with him.