"Ah! It hurts! Help!"
"Zhao Yunchu, you're crazy! Why are you hitting people?"
"Help! Somebody save us!"
"My waist, it hurts so much!"
"Ah..."
The courtyard was filled with screams of agony as Zhao Yunchu relentlessly beat Zhao Jiaojiao and Xu Juan with a wooden stick. Zhao Yunchu focused on hitting the softest parts of their bodies, ensuring the most pain.
As Zhao Yunchu beat them, she reflected on the injuries she had endured in the past. These injuries were nothing compared to what the original owner had suffered. The original owner had to do many chores every day, and if she didn't finish them, she would go hungry. If she didn't complete her work the next day, she would receive a severe beating.
The original owner's strength came from constant hard labor. If she hadn't been strong, how could she have carried five bundles of firewood every day?
"What's happening here?" Zhao Luoyuan, carrying firewood on his back, entered and saw his wife and child being beaten.
Zhao Yunchu glanced coldly at Zhao Luoyuan and continued swinging the stick.
"Dad, help! Zhao Yunchu has gone mad!" Zhao Jiaojiao cried out when she heard her father's voice.
"Old man, come save us!" Xu Juan followed, her voice full of pain. Every time she tried to get up, she was hit again and could only huddle on the ground.
"Yunchu? Is that you?" Zhao Luoyuan couldn't believe the fierce girl before him was indeed his niece, Zhao Yunchu.
"Yunchu, put down that stick. If you keep hitting, I'll have to get involved," Zhao Luoyuan said, rolling up his sleeves and preparing to intervene.
"Uncle, why should I let you through?" Le Beicheng stepped in front of Zhao Luoyuan, blocking his path.
"Le Beicheng, who are you to stop me?" Zhao Luoyuan looked at the imposing Le Beicheng with a hint of fear.
"Yunchu is my wife. Why should I let you through? Didn't you know how you treated her before?" Le Beicheng's face showed anger, clearly believing that Zhao Yunchu had suffered greatly.
"Le Beicheng, get out of my way, or I won't be polite!" Zhao Luoyuan tried to advance, unable to bear seeing his wife and child being beaten. He thought Le Beicheng, being a soldier, would not resort to violence against him.
Le Beicheng did not speak but took action. He kicked Zhao Luoyuan in the knee and swiftly subdued him, pinning him to the ground.
"Le Beicheng, what are you doing? Are soldiers supposed to hit people?" Zhao Luoyuan's face pressed into the ground as his arms were held down. He tried to resist but lacked the strength.
"I'm not hitting you, just making you calm down and lie still for a while," Le Beicheng explained with a smile.
Zhao Yunchu continued to swing the stick until it broke into a shorter piece. She exhaled deeply and threw the broken stick to the ground.
"Did you vent enough, wife? If not, there are still many sticks on the firewood pile," Le Beicheng said, observing Zhao Yunchu. He noticed she was hitting only the most sensitive parts of the body, causing pain but not fatal injury. He hadn't stopped her because he knew how much she needed this release.
Zhao Yunchu looked at Le Beicheng and said, "I'm done hitting. I'm tired." At that moment, she felt that Le Beicheng looked particularly pleasing.
"Hmm." Le Beicheng loosened his grip, causing Zhao Luoyuan to lose his balance and fall to the ground.
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Rebirth in the 1970s: Military Commander's Sweet and Fierce Love
General FictionAuthor: Chanyi Xiaolanmao Synopsis: In her previous life, Zhao Yunchu was a world-renowned poison doctor, known for her extraordinary skills that could both save and take lives. After an accidental death, she is saved by a family heirloom and reborn...
