She glanced at the entrance and saw a bamboo pole leaning there, so she took it.
Yang Da’an and Yang Xiaochuan noticed Yang Chuxia at this moment. Yang Xiaochuan’s eyes suddenly lit up, "Xiaxia, dear niece, come and save your fourth uncle! These barbarians are going to beat me to death."
Seeing his crying and howling, Yang Chuxia became impatient. In her mind, she cursed, "Who the fuck is your good niece? I don’t remember you calling me your good niece before. If it wasn’t for Old Yang’s sake, I’d fucking ignore you."
However, she was always venomous in both words and deeds, and even though she cursed in her heart, she didn’t let anyone off with her words.
She glanced at Yang Xiaochuan and snorted, "Useless. When they hit you, can’t you use a knife to fight back? Are the knives in this house made of mud?"
After saying that, she didn’t bother looking at the messy people in the yard and went straight to Old Yang, who was surrounded in the middle.
However, the two people standing in front of Old Yang blocked her, "Who are you? Get the fuck out of here. We’re here to settle the score with this old mixed-blood."
"Exactly, we can’t let this go. My aunt died because of him." Yang Chuxia looked at the two young men standing in front of her, who appeared to be around seventeen or eighteen years old. Without thinking, she swung the bamboo pole down on them.
"Who the fuck are you calling old mixed-blood? With that slut of an aunt of yours, it’s already kind of me not to skin her alive and roast her. And now it’s your fucking turn to settle the score? Who the fuck are you? Are you even qualified to?"
As she spoke, Yang Chuxia’s bamboo pole kept swinging at them. The two brothers, of course, weren’t going to stand there and take her beatings, and even tried to fight back. Unfortunately for them, she’d been eating and sleeping well recently, and her body had recovered nicely along with daily workouts. Her strength had improved significantly compared to when she had initially arrived.
So how could the two brothers, who knew nothing, be a match for her?
Yang Chuxia kicked one of them to the ground and went over to help Old Yang up.
"Sir, are you alright?"
"I’m fine," Old Man Yang shook his head.
Yang Qingbao beside him spoke up, "It was her who pushed the old man, causing him to fall."
Following the direction of Yang Qingbao’s finger, Yang Chuxia saw an older woman. She didn’t say anything at first, but instead helped Old Yang into the house. She then turned to Yang Dongzhi, who was hiding nearby, and yelled, "What are you staring at? Why aren’t you getting a chair for the old man?"
Yang Dongzhi was stunned for a moment, but didn’t say much and obediently fetched a chair.
After Old Yang sat down, Yang Chuxia saw that Yang Dongzhi was still standing there and yelled again, "What are you still standing there for? Go get Uncle Cai to check on the old man."
Yang Dongzhi stared at her for a moment, muttered, "You didn’t say so earlier," and then ran out.
Seeing her , Yang Chuxia almost laughed out loud in frustration. How can someone be so oblivious? Do you really need to be told what to do in this situation?
While Yang Dongzhi was off looking for the doctor, Yang Chuxia surveyed the people in the courtyard and those who had entered the house.
In a corner, she unexpectedly found Ms. Lv of the Hua Family, and then she smiled.
"Oh, isn’t that my aunt-in-law? What are you doing hiding in that corner? Why don’t you come in and sit?" Yang Chuxia mockingly looked at Ms. Lv of the Hua Family, and then continued, "I heard you brought people here to get justice for your sister-in-law? Why don’t you go back and tell your Hua Family what your sister-in-law did that was so shameful and how she died?"
Upon hearing Yang Chuxia’s words, the group from the Hua Family naturally shifted their gazes to Ms. Lv.