You are unlucky and I am tough

Chapter 163 I Really Didn’t Hit Her

Cheng Shuang grabbed Wei Qing and beat him up. Everyone in the yard heard the noise, and Cheng Guqiu's anxious voice of dissuasion was heard. They hurried to the kitchen door to see what was going on.

Xu Xiaohu had been playing in the Wei family's yard. He glanced at him from behind and saw Cheng Shuang raising his hands to hit Wei Qinglang, just like the fights he had seen among villagers before. He was so scared that he ran away.

After a while, Wei Qinglang came out rubbing his arm. He felt aggrieved for being beaten for no reason and squatted in the yard sighing.

Cheng Shuang followed him out and gave him a fierce look, then took some things and went into the room to pack.

No one else dared to step forward, only Cheng Xu ran over and asked quietly, "Brother-in-law, were you and my eldest sister fighting just now?"

Wei Qinglang pinched his face and said, "Don't ask so many questions, kid."

"Brother-in-law, are you bullying my eldest sister?"

"When did I bully her?" Wei Qinglang wanted to cry, but he couldn't. "She was the one who hit me."

The other people in the yard looked at each other in confusion. Cheng Guqiu, who witnessed the whole process, shook his head to tell them that everything was fine and they didn't need to worry.

There was only one main road in the village. Xu Xiaohu ran all the way home along the main road. Before he reached the door of his house, he met his mother washing things by the river. He quickly ran over and told her that Wei Qinglang and Cheng Shuang had a fight.

There were several other women nearby who came over when they heard it.

Daqing's mother quickly told her son to shut up and stop talking nonsense. She said a few perfunctory words that the child was just joking and then took him home. After returning home, she asked him a few more questions in detail with her family.

After asking, Aunt Xu San analyzed that Cheng Shuang came to their house for a consultation and then had a fight with the couple. It must be because she mentioned that Daqing's wife was pregnant. The couple got married a few months before Xu Daqing, and there was still no good news. It might be because they quarreled about the child that they started fighting.

"Impossible, Brother Qinglang wouldn't have laid hands on his wife." Xu Daqing shook his head. "Xiaohu, you must have misunderstood. Don't spread this nonsense and cause trouble for others."

Xu Xiaohu was warned by his elder brother, so he quickly covered his head and nodded to indicate that he would not say anything nonsense.

But he forgot that he had already let it slip when they were by the river. The women in the village were very good at making up stories.

The next day, Wei Qinglang, who had slept on a folding bed all night, woke up early. Seeing that the person on the bed was still sleeping, he quietly put away his things, opened the door and went out.

He was still a little uncomfortable with the unfamiliar yard. The chicks and ducklings he bought yesterday were quacking non-stop in their cages. Wei Nanxing was drawing water from the well when he saw him come out and asked, "Brother, is that piece of land behind the house ours? If so, let's fence off some of it today to build sheds for the chickens and ducks, and we'll also need a place to raise the rabbits."

Wei Qinglang yawned, "I'll go ask the village head later. The land deeds are all with him."

The stone sink in the yard was very convenient for washing, so Wei Qinglang went out directly after washing.

Xinchengjia Village is very beautiful. It looks like an elegant ink painting in the morning mist. Several old men sit under the big locust tree at the entrance of the village, smoking their pipes and talking in low voices about the plans and prospects for this land.

The new houses are scattered around, and have not yet been worn out by time, but they already look peaceful in the morning light. Smoke rises from every household, and the smell of fireworks from the new stoves begins to permeate every corner of the village.

The laughter of some children also adds a bit of vitality to this new village.

Wei Qinglang's mood improved as he looked at the new scene in front of him, and he walked slowly towards Li Zheng's house.

But as he walked, he realized something was wrong. Several women who were washing clothes by the river glared at him with disgust, and other people he met also seemed to look at him strangely.

With this doubt in mind, Wei Qinglang quickened his pace.

Cheng Lizheng's house was in the middle of the village. He walked in without closing the gate. The newly built yard looked bigger than the previous one. Everything was brand new, but in the middle was the recliner that Cheng Lizheng brought from Qushan County.

Yang came out of the kitchen wiping her hands and looked up to see him, "Hey, Qinglang, why are you here so early in the morning?"

"I'm here to see the village head."

As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Lizheng came out of the room and said, "You came at the right time, saving me from having to look for you."

Wei Qinglang was a little surprised. Cheng Lizheng, who always wore a coarse cloth shirt that was washed to a white color, was wearing a new dark blue suit today and his hair was tied up neatly.

"Mr. Lizheng, your new clothes look really nice today. You look at least twenty years younger."

"Stop talking nonsense, kid." Cheng Lizheng scolded with a smile, "We were all packed up yesterday and didn't have time. This afternoon we have to go to the new ancestral hall to open the hall and burn incense to worship our ancestors. Then we have to distribute the land deeds. We also need to discuss when to re-inter the ancestral tombs of each family. You have to dress formally."

"You have to go too. Every male in the family must be present."

"Okay, I'll definitely be there."

When Wei Qinglang heard that the land deeds would be distributed in the afternoon, he was no longer in a hurry to get them now. However, he still asked, "Village Head, is the land behind our house ours?"

"Well, that piece of land, about two acres, belongs to your family."

"Okay, then I'll go back first. I bought some chickens and ducks yesterday and plan to set up a place in the back to raise some chickens, ducks and geese."

"Why are you in such a hurry to leave?" Cheng Lizheng called out to him, "Are you feeling guilty?"

Wei Qinglang was puzzled. "Guilty? Why don't I understand what you are saying?"

"Sit down first, I want to chat with you." Cheng Lizheng gestured to the stool beside the table.

Wei Qinglang sat down in confusion, and recalled that he didn't seem to have done anything to upset the old man recently.

Cheng Lizheng sat down opposite and sighed, "Qinglang, you know, I was married for more than two years before I gave birth to my first child, and then it took many years before I had my second child. In our village, there are also people who waited several years before having children. Sometimes, children are all about fate. You are still young, so don't be impatient."

"Yes, I'm not anxious." Wei Qinglang nodded, wondering why Li Zheng suddenly said this to him.

Cheng Li was looking at him. "Why are you arguing with your wife if you're not anxious? I heard you even got physical with her."

"Ah? Do it?" Wei Qinglang was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth for a long time. "Who? Me? I didn't do it!"

Cheng Lizheng snorted. "Xiao Hu saw it all. He said you two had a fight at home. He let it slip to the villagers, and now everyone in the village is talking about it. Last night, the eldest son's wife heard it herself. She said you had a fight with Cheng Shuang because you had been married for almost a year and still had no children."

"Fuck..." Wei Qinglang wanted to cry but had no tears, and curse words almost came out, "This is really frost in June, village head, when did I fight with her? Am I such a piece of shit?"

No wonder he felt that the villagers looked at him strangely on the way here just now. It turned out that they thought he was a domestic violence man.

"Then why did Xu Xiaohu say you were fighting?" Cheng Lizheng was puzzled.

Wei Qinglang recalled what happened yesterday and said quickly, "I said something wrong and Cheng Shuang got angry and hit me. I really didn't hit her. If you don't believe me, you can look at my arms. They're all bruised and blue from being pinched."

"Really not?"

"Really not, Xu Xiaohu must have seen it wrong."

"Dad, I told you there must be a misunderstanding." Cheng Zhengyi came out of the house. "How could Qing Lang hit his own wife?"

Wei Qinglang immediately nodded in agreement, "Yes, absolutely impossible."

"I hope it's just a misunderstanding. If you really dare to do something to me, I won't forgive you." Cheng Lizheng was finally relieved.

There are many men in the village who beat their wives, and he can't do anything about it even if he wants to. Many people even don't think it's a big deal for a man to beat his own woman. But if Wei Qinglang did the same, he would be very disappointed.

After figuring out why the villagers looked at him, Wei Qinglang deliberately observed the people he met on the road when he returned. He found that some people looked at him a few more times just to watch the fun, but most people, especially some women, looked at him with disgust and condemnation, and it was obvious that they were on Cheng Shuang's side.

Apart from feeling helpless, he didn't feel angry. This showed that Cheng Shuang's previous hard work was not in vain, and her kindness was not in vain. The villagers all remembered her kindness.