Splendid Twins

Chapter 115: Beating up Boss Si

Now that the villagers are living in better conditions, they naturally have no hatred for the rich. People are not troubled by scarcity but by inequality. This is human nature, and there is no need to demand too much from others.

After washing up, Si Yao lay on her big bed. While she was washing up, Liu Niang held the quilt in the yard to dry in the sun for a while. She turned over and buried her face in the soft and fluffy quilt. At this moment, she felt extremely satisfied and slowly closed her eyes.

It was May, the sun was warm and bright, casting dappled light and shadows through the gaps in the leaves. The air was filled with the faint scent of flowers, and a breeze blew by, bringing a hint of coolness. Liu Niang was washing Si Yao's clothes in the yard.

Now she doesn't go to the fields or do heavy work. She can only wash and clean every day. She keeps the yard in tidy inside and out. Si Yao even reserved a place for her to plant flowers. When she first found out about it, she laughed. As a farmer, how could she have such leisure time?

But people do change. In the past, she couldn't even afford to eat, and she worked like a hard ox for the whole family. Naturally, she had no energy to take care of the flowers and plants.

Things are different now. My two sons have each pursued their own careers, and my daughter is filial. I have become more confident and can chat and laugh with the women in the village. We have started to interact with each other. Today you give me a bunch of onions, and tomorrow I will give you a vegetable. I have naturally become more considerate in terms of social interactions.

The village chief's wife was a woman who loved flowers and butterflies. She was dexterous and thoughtful. She gave a bag of flower seeds to her, Aunt Huang, Aunt Liu, and the aunts from the previous families. She didn't know what variety they were, but she just scattered them in the soil like planting vegetables. Unexpectedly, they are now in bloom and smell quite nice.

Si Yao slept until the sun went down and then she started to move. Liu Niang and Si Lao Er were sitting in the yard weaving bamboo baskets, and they chatted from time to time.

"The village chief wants me to look after the vegetable fields. We are the only family in the village that does not have any land. When the grain comes in, he will give us a few shi."

"That's fine. We still have some food at home. We can save the new food for the children."

"Yaoyao seems to have lost some weight. What did she do this time?"

Si Laoer wrapped the bamboo strips with straw ropes. His fingers skillfully shuttled between the bamboo strips and the straw ropes. Each wrapping was precise and powerful, and there was a hint of curiosity in his words.

"She is a little thinner, but why are you asking so much? It's enough that my daughter returns safely."

Liu Niang replied calmly that her daughter should do whatever she wanted and she shouldn't interfere if she couldn't help.

"I'm just asking. I noticed that you have a bad temper now..."

"Well, do your job."

Liu Niang snorted coldly, dropped the work in her hands and went into the kitchen. The chicken soup was almost cooked, and she hand-rolled some noodles, just waiting for her daughter to wake up and eat.

Si Yao came out and stretched, then walked up to Si Laoer to watch him weave a bamboo basket.

"Dad, you are really good at this."

If these things were put on display in her time, they would be handicrafts that could be exhibited. Each bamboo was skillfully split into thin strips and then woven together with a unique rhythm and pace. The surface was smooth and delicate, the bottom was woven tightly with bamboo, and the edge of the basket was skillfully woven into a wavy shape, like a beautiful landscape that is unforgettable at first sight.

"What kind of skill is this? It's more convenient to use at home. Are you awake?"

"Well, home is still the best."

"Yaoyao, are you up? Come and have dinner."

Liu Niang brought out the dining table. The yard was neither too cold nor too hot, just right for eating.

Si Yao took the initiative to help get the dishes and chopsticks, and said casually:

"Mom, tell me what happened in the village during this period. I want to hear it."

"Okay, Mom will tell you, drink a bowl of chicken soup first to warm your stomach."

The family of three sat in the yard, eating and chatting. Most of the talking was done by Liu Niang, with Si Lao Er occasionally joining in. In the evening, the breeze brought a little warmth, gently blowing through every corner of the yard. The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on everyone's face, leaving behind golden warmth.

After eating and drinking, Si Yao went out for a stroll. She walked along the path and somehow ended up at Lu Yuan's doorstep.

The yard seems particularly quiet and desolate because it has been uninhabited for a long time, with weeds growing everywhere, which seems to silently announce the loneliness and oblivion here.

Lu Yuan.

Si Yao stood there without moving, a hint of sadness flashed across the depths of her eyes. She hadn't heard from him for a long time.

When it comes to relationships between men and women, she doesn't believe in the concept of fate. She always feels that everything is in the hands of man, and there is no need to use fate as an excuse for reunions and separations.

As long as he lives in peace and happiness, that's enough.

The night is as dark as ink. Everything is silent but the crickets in the distance and the leaves nearby are whispering softly in the breeze. The moon seems shy tonight, hiding in the thick clouds, revealing only a faint and hazy light, adding a bit of mystery and romance to this quiet night.

In the Si family's old house, Boss Si was sleeping soundly, as if he was floating in an endless ocean of dreams. In the haze, he sensed something strange and slowly opened his eyes, only to see a blurry figure standing quietly at the head of his bed.

It was like a ghost walking out of the darkness. Such a terrifying scene made him suddenly sober up and his breathing became rapid.

He tried to see the man's face clearly, but the outline in the dark made it impossible for him to make out. His pupils suddenly shrank and his body involuntarily tensed up.

He opened his mouth but no sound came out. He felt his heartbeat echoing in his ears, as if it was about to jump out of his chest. His eyes were filled with fear and despair.

Before he could make any move, the black shadow pulled him off the bed and dragged him into the yard by his legs. He held on to the door sill tightly with both hands, having an inexplicable premonition that once he walked out of the door, his life or death would be in danger!

"Ah!"

Si Yao stepped forward and kicked him hard twice. You bastard, are you scared now?

"Did you ever think that I would come back?"

The familiar voice in his ear startled Boss Si. It was Si Yao!

It's her!

How dare she, this is his home!

"........."

Boss Si was furious, but his throat seemed to be bound by invisible shackles and he couldn't utter a word.

Those eyes were staring at Si Yao with extreme viciousness, wishing to tear her into pieces!

"Do you know why you can't speak? I drugged you!"

"Hush, don't worry. As long as I calm down tonight, I guarantee you'll be able to speak tomorrow."

"Next, enjoy the gift I give you!"

Si Yao started to attack as she spoke. Under the dim moonlight, she was like a black ghost. Her attacks were as fast as the wind and extremely fierce. Each of her attacks landed precisely on Boss Si's vital points, leaving him in excruciating pain and unable to resist.

Boss Si was regretting his decision so much, he was just a cheapskate, why did he provoke this female devil!

Her punches and kicks were like a violent storm, leaving him powerless to fight back. He fell to the ground, writhing in pain, hoping earnestly that someone would hear the noise and come out to see what was happening. Unfortunately, neither my mother nor Mrs. Wang made any sound, as if they were dead asleep.

Si Yao set up a barrier for the entire yard as soon as she entered the door. She came here specifically to beat people up, so she had to be well prepared. No matter how much this bastard cried and screamed, no one could hear it except her!