She glanced at the entrance and saw a bamboo pole leaning there, so she took it.
Yang Daâan and Yang Xiaochuan noticed Yang Chuxia at this moment. Yang Xiaochuanâs 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 donât remember you calling me your good niece before. If it wasnât for Old Yangâs sake, Iâd fucking ignore you."
However, she was always venomous in both words and deeds, and even though she cursed in her heart, she didnât let anyone off with her words.
She glanced at Yang Xiaochuan and snorted, "Useless. When they hit you, canât you use a knife to fight back? Are the knives in this house made of mud?"
After saying that, she didnât 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. Weâre here to settle the score with this old mixed-blood."
"Exactly, we canât 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, itâs already kind of me not to skin her alive and roast her. And now itâs your fucking turn to settle the score? Who the fuck are you? Are you even qualified to?"
As she spoke, Yang Chuxiaâs bamboo pole kept swinging at them. The two brothers, of course, werenât going to stand there and take her beatings, and even tried to fight back. Unfortunately for them, sheâd 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?"
"Iâm 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 Qingbaoâs finger, Yang Chuxia saw an older woman. She didnât 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 arenât you getting a chair for the old man?"
Yang Dongzhi was stunned for a moment, but didnât 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 didnât say so earlier," and then ran out.
Seeing her like this, 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, isnât that my aunt-in-law? What are you doing hiding in that corner? Why donât 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 donât 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 Chuxiaâs words, the group from the Hua Family naturally shifted their gazes to Ms. Lv.