The commotion at the entrance of Su Xiaofeng's home was too great, and it being breakfast time, it didn't take long for the Su Family's doorway to become packed with a crowd, impenetrable like a spilled river.
He Ximei and Su Peng returned from the fields, and upon seeing the gathered crowd, they silently cursed their bad luck—trouble had struck at home.
"Mom, is someone putting on a play at our house? It looks fun, really fun." Su Peng thought there was a play being performed at the entrance and started to charge forward eagerly.
He Ximei didn't manage to grab him in time, and Su Peng squeezed in like a slippery eel.
Liu An and his cronies were blocking Luo Yuzhu and her daughter's path, their eyes fierce and unafraid, utterly disregarding the villagers around them.
These were all local thugs from the town; the villagers truly didn't dare confront them.
"I am of the Lin Family from the county, what do you ruffians think you're doing?" Luo Yuzhu glared at them.
