Chapter 194 Where Did This Stinking Hooligan Come From (Part 1)

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Chapter 194: 194 Where Did This Stinking Hooligan Come From (Part 1)An unexpected scene occurred, leaving everyone present unable to process what had just happened. What on earth had just happened? Liu An, who was watching the commotion from his doorstep, heard the noise, his heart skipped a beat, and he then saw the person on the ground, thrown out like someone might toss a small dog. This spectacle was simply unbearable for outsiders. Looking again at the instigator, he stood with one hand in his pocket, his face showing no fear. So, who exactly had struck the blow? It couldn’t possibly be Doctor Ye? Doctor Ye is known for saving lives and helping the injured. How could he do such a thing? He Ximei and Old Su Crutch were petrified. Just now, Doctor Ye had effortlessly... effortlessly... Was Doctor Ye even human? How could he have so much strength? Ye Cheng glanced at Su Xiaofeng, his tone carrying his unique coolness, "He didn’t hurt you, did he?" Xiaofeng blinked at him, not expecting Ye Cheng to reveal his own great strength, and shook her head, "I’m fine." "Doctor Ye, you...?" Old Su Crutch furrowed his thick eyebrows, his eyes filled with indescribable feelings towards Ye Cheng. Ye Cheng smiled, "Did I scare you? I’ve had a condition since I was young that gives me great strength, otherwise my grandfather wouldn’t have brought me here." Xiaofeng: "...." She thought to herself, you sure have a lot of ailments. Not just superhuman strength, but also an ailment that prevents you from touching women. A man, and a doctor at that, sure has a lot of issues. "What’s so strange about that? Some people are born with Divine Power." He Ximei recovered quickly. Zhang Dacai was also quite strong, but clearly not enough compared to Doctor Ye. There’s a saying, isn’t there? There’s always someone stronger out there. Her gaze shifted to Zhang Dacai and she noticed he wasn’t getting up, scratching himself profusely as he cursed viciously, "What did you do to me? Why am I so itchy?" The itch was intense and burning, like having consumed menthol, compelling one to scratch, which only intensified the burn. Observing the spot where Zhang Dacai lay, Su Peng grinned, "That’s Uncle San’s dog kennel. It’s got fleas." On closer inspection, it indeed was the favorite spot of Uncle San’s dog, Dahuang. "Zhang Dacai, get lost, and you better not come back. Otherwise, next time won’t be so simple," Zhang Dacai was strong, and if not for Ye Cheng’s presence, they probably wouldn’t have been a match for him. "Fatso." Zhang Dacai was scratching frantically, the more he scratched, the more it itched, and after breaking the skin, it stung fiercely, akin to being splashed with chili water, an unbearable sensation: "Help me, please. We were once husband and wife, have you forgotten?" It itched everywhere, so much he wished he could die. Of course, He Ximei was not so kind-hearted. Seeing him in that state, she sneered, "Zhang Dacai, ever heard of retribution? This is what you get for abandoning your wife and child." What’s an itch? When Pengzi had a high fever, where was he? He was messing around with someone else. If it hadn’t been for that, Pengzi wouldn’t have ended up with brain damage and become what he is today. Therefore, whatever end Zhang Dacai met, it was his own doing. "Meizi, I was wrong. I truly was wrong, Meizi, please scratch me, I really can’t take it anymore. Meizi, I don’t want Pengzi or your man’s daughter anymore, just help me, I’ll repay you." The discomfort was too much, more agonizing than being roasted over a fire. Ye Cheng looked suspiciously at him, certain that he had only laid hands on Zhang Dacai and done nothing else. The state the other man was in clearly resulted from someone else’s doing. With a thought, the corners of his lips twitched into a slight smirk. "Pah." He Ximei spat at him, "See that river up ahead? If you’re brave enough, jump in. Take a dip, you might feel better." As for helping him, that was out of the question. Zhang Dacai looked in the direction she pointed, hesitating not at all before he got up and rushed towards the water. He was in too much pain, he wanted to die. Zhang Dacai ran like the wind toward the pond and leapt in with a splash. At that moment, the villagers returning from work in the fields saw someone jumping into the water, startling them greatly. Uncle San’s wife was the first to shout out, "Who’s that, jumping into our village pond?" "Uncle San’s Wife, never mind him. He probably hasn’t bathed in days and decided to wash up here," Xiaofeng explained as more people gathered around. "Just some beggar, looking pitiful," someone commented, watching the person struggling in the water with sympathy. "What’s there to pity about someone who abandoned their wife and child?" He Ximei waved dismissively, "He can swim; he won’t drown. Let’s all get back to our business." If he’s to be pitied, then there’s no one in the world deserving of pity. "Meizi, I was wrong, I should have never abandoned you. Meizi, I have no home now, nowhere to turn, you can’t ignore me." His family was drowning in debt, and he dared not return to that house, for if he did, he would surely be seized. His wife had long since hooked up with someone else and run off with him. He had no home, none. "I look after myself, did you ever look after me?" He Ximei no longer looked at him, "Let’s go back, we don’t need to bother with him." Now that he has no money and no home, he remembers himself, where was he before? "Fatty, this is your ex-husband, after all, he’s still your son’s father. Now you’re leaving him for dead, aren’t you being too heartless? What if something really happens to him, your simpleton son will be without a father." Hu Xiulan had heard that Su Old Swindler and his family were back living in the area and couldn’t wait to go over and mock them. "What’s our family’s business to you, why don’t you go save him if you’re so concerned?" He Ximei turned around and went back inside, Xiaofeng had no interest in watching a duck thrash in water either. "Hey, you’re really not going to help, do you have to be so merciless?" Hu Xiulan was somewhat surprised to see that this family was truly not intervening. Really not bothering? Wouldn’t the man in the pond be drowned? S~eaʀᴄh the NôvelFire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. "Auntie, why don’t you help?" Xiaofeng looked at Hu Xiulan, her lips curling into a quasi-smile. "Why should I bother with him, he’s nothing to me?" Hu Xiulan pursed her lips, "Even if he were to die in the water, it has nothing to do with me, why should I care?" This man is Fatty’s ex-husband, and if Fatty doesn’t care, it’s none of my business. When Zhang Dacai came out of the water, he didn’t even check to see if any women were present before he started stripping, disgusted by his indecent behavior, the third uncle took up a bamboo pole and chased him off, "Get lost, you filthy hooligan." If it were before, Zhang Dacai wouldn’t fear the third uncle, but now, his entire body was burning and aching, he just wanted to find a place to lie down. Seeing the bamboo pole about to come down on him, he ran off in panic without another thought. He silently swore to himself, Fatty, you wait, I will be back. "Filthy hooligan." He Yong had walked away sometime earlier. The day’s events were actually none of his business, he was just a chatterbox, said a few extra words to Zhang Dacai, who also dared to have thoughts, thoughts of his brother-in-law’s daughter. At his age, what did he want his brother-in-law’s daughter for? He must have had some unspeakable motive. "Dr. Ye, I really must thank you for today," He Ximei did not mention anything about Ye Cheng’s strength, "Come over for dinner tonight, bring Sixth Master with you." The new stove at home was complete, just the right time to test how well it worked. Only now did Xiaofeng take a good look at her new home. Whitewashed exterior walls, solid cement floors, a clean and orderly stove, and the roof tiles which glowed above her head, at first glance, it was a brand new house. The shower room in the backyard was still under construction, it would take a few more days to complete. Ye Cheng nodded, "Okay." He said something to Xiaofeng, then got into the car and headed home. Having not been at home for many days, Sixth Master huffed when he saw him return, "You little scamp, you’ve been acting out of character lately, always running off to the city. What are you up to?" Ye Cheng couldn’t be bothered with him, "Aunt He invited us to dinner tonight." At the mention of dinner, Sixth Master’s spirits lifted, "See, it’s better when you are home. With you here, my prospects improve, and we even get invited to dinner." Sixth Master recalled, "Right, we have to go back in half a month." Things were unstable in Imperial Capital, and if he and Acheng didn’t return soon, there might be trouble. Ye Cheng’s body stiffened for a moment, looking bemused. Go back? He seemed to have forgotten that he did not belong here, he replied casually and unconcernedly, "You make the arrangements." "Are you really willing to go back?" "That’s my business." ... "It’s good for you guys to be home, with you here, I have meals to eat," Sixth Master said cheerfully, glancing at Xiaofeng’s belly, which didn’t show much yet. Indeed, some women are slim and don’t show until four months into the pregnancy, it was only just three months in, so naturally, it wouldn’t show. "Look at what you’re saying, Sixth Master, as if you don’t love the meals. If Sixth Master wanted to eat, whose house couldn’t he dine at?" Over the years, it was rare to see Sixth Master sticking around for meals at anyone’s house, except his own. "The cooking’s just average, I prefer not to have it," he was picky about his food, "Besides, someone at home needs to eat. If I’m not there to dine, someone will go hungry." Ye Cheng glanced briefly at Grandfather, then at the piece of pork rind in his bowl, quietly wondering whether Grandfather’s skin was thicker, or the pork rind in the bowl was.

Chapter 194 Where Did This Stinking Hooligan Come From (Part 1)

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