Lei Jian really didn't dare to act recklessly with Lu Xueyi. If Lu Xueyi were to set fire to the crops during harvest, even compensation wouldn't make up for the losses to Lei Jian's family. Besides, this whole issue was already unjust on Lei Jian's part. In the village, people were used to handling things with force—whoever had the stronger punch would prevail. Now that they had run into someone even tougher, they were in a difficult spot.
Yao Ziqing watched the person lying on the ground and couldn't help but sneer internally. He lowered his voice and leaned towards his second brother, saying, "Lei Jian is really dumb. At a time like this, shouldn't he be lying on the ground groaning and then have someone take him to the hospital? He could have even extorted some money. It's really frustrating for his IQ. Maybe he doesn't even have one!"
Lei Xiao gave Si'er a casual glance and said lightly, "You can't tell from just looking. That kick had some skill."
Yao Ziqing's eyes widened. He looked carefully at the commotion and tried to recall the kick, but he still couldn't figure out where the skill was.
Lei Xiao patted his head. To an outsider without guidance, it would be hard to see. He had only taught Si'er some self-defense moves, and never really focused on offensive techniques, let alone ones with skill.
"Want to learn? I'll teach you later."
"Sure!" Yao Ziqing agreed immediately. He was a bit tired of practicing the same set of moves every day and wanted to learn some new techniques. However, his only other option at home was his second brother, and going outside for lessons wouldn't be as effective as learning from him.
Seeing Si'er's bright eyes, Lei Xiao felt the oppressive heat seemed to lift a little.
The situation had escalated to the point of a public brawl, so someone had already gone to call the village chief. The village chief, an old man, was always busy and seemed to dedicate himself entirely to his position.
"Stop making a scene! Stop it! The village chief is here; let him handle it!"
"Village chief, you're here. It's gotten really messy. This outsider is so ruthless. Lei Jian can't even get up now."
"Village chief, please judge this for us. How can it be so unreasonable? They're even fighting! What does it mean for city folks to come to our village and act tough? You absolutely can't be lenient!"
These people clamoring for justice for Lei Jian were his usual acquaintances and close friends.
Lu Xueyi was speechless at these people trying to shift blame. He felt like the helpless scholar facing a soldier—he was the poor scholar in this scenario!
"I ask you, do you have any shame? Who the hell is trying to destroy my family's house with a shovel? Who's being unreasonable and trying to occupy our house? Is it okay for him to use a shovel against me but not okay for me to defend myself? Fine, let him keep hitting! I swear I won't retaliate, just wait for the consequences!"
The old village chief quickly tried to calm everyone down. "Let's sit down and discuss this calmly. As long as we talk it over, there's no issue that can't be resolved. Lei Jian, you're in the wrong here. What's the point of taking a shovel to someone? You deserve to be beaten, and especially for hitting a child. You still have the nerve to complain!"
Lu Xueyi thought the village chief wasn't bad, showing fairness rather than favoritism. It seemed this village wasn't entirely about sticking together regardless of reason.
At this moment, Lei Taosheng finally had a chance to speak. "Village chief, don't blame Xueyi for taking action. If we had returned and the place was occupied, with the house already built, we would have had to accept it. But it's not even started yet. We're back now, so the house is naturally ours. It's unreasonable to forcibly take our house after we've returned."
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Natural Disaster: Back to the End of the World
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