My sister-in-law from Qingdao

Zhao's eyes were quick and his hands were swift. With a flick of his wrist, he grabbed Liu Feng's wrist in one swift motion.

With a sharp look, Liu Feng's wrist dislocated with a snap, and the dagger fell to the ground with a thud.

Zhao Shuang kicked the dagger aside and slapped Liu Feng across the face.

"That's pretty ruthless, you even used a knife. It seems you really don't know who I am."

At that moment, Liu Feng's wrist suddenly dislocated, and a piercing pain spread, making his face contort in agony.

His face began to turn sallow, and sweat streamed down his cheeks.

"Who...who are you? What kind of person are you?"

Liu Dachuan stepped forward and kicked Liu Feng in the buttocks.

"Damn it, what are you doing? You don't even recognize my young lady? Do you even know Zhao Yun of Shuiyun Pavilion?"

As soon as he said this, Liu Feng's face turned from yellow to white, and he looked timidly at Zhao Shuang.

"Ah, you...you are Zhao Yun's sister?"

Zhao Shuangqing gave a cold laugh, sat down to the side, and said, "I'm just asking you, how should this matter be handled?"

Liu Feng was so frightened that he trembled uncontrollably and didn't dare to look Zhao Shuang in the eye.

Although he was also involved in the underworld, he was only a small-time player and couldn't compare to Zhao Yun at all.

Standing before him now is Zhao Yun's sister; no wonder she's so formidable.

"Tell me, how should we handle this today?" Ma Zhiyuan stepped forward and kicked Liu Feng.

Liu Feng looked at Zhao Shuang pitifully and said, "Miss Zhao, I was wrong, but I don't have a million. How about I pay him 100,000 yuan, and I promise I won't bother his sister-in-law again?"

Zhao Shuang didn't speak, but turned to look at me.

I took out the 40,000 yuan I had prepared beforehand and threw it at Liu Feng's head: "Hey Liu, my sister-in-law owes you 40,000 yuan, here's your money back. You better remember this: from now on, if you dare to send my sister-in-law another WeChat message, I'll kill you."

"Yes, yes, I understand. I will never do it again. Please, please let me go."

Zhao Shuang leaned close to my ear and whispered, "Are you just going to leave like this? No money needed?"

"We don't want this kind of person's money; it's too dirty. Just give him a warning, and let's go."

Whether it's Zhao Shuang, Ma Zhiyuan, or Liu Dachuan, they are all somewhat unwilling, but I don't want to get too involved with these kinds of men.

My sister-in-law is a clean and pure woman; she wouldn't spend money like that.

Before we could even leave, the door suddenly opened, and four men walked in. The last one to follow was Liu Feng's wife, that glamorous woman.

Seeing that reinforcements had arrived, we were just getting ready for a big fight when the glamorous woman looked us over and said, "Have you had enough fun? If you have, you can leave. These people aren't here to fight you; they're here to deal with this beast."

The glamorous woman's eyes were sharp as she pointed at Liu Feng, who was sitting on the sofa.

I was immediately delighted, as long as they weren't going to fight us.

We left, and before we had gone far, we heard a scream like a pig being slaughtered behind us.

On the way back, I seemed to understand that one must strengthen oneself. Today, Zhao Shuang defeated her enemy in one move, and she was not afraid even if Liu Feng had a dagger.

I wish I had that skill someday.

Back at Shuiyunjian, I took Zhao Shuang to the sixth floor and asked her to teach me Sanda (Chinese kickboxing).

She taught very diligently, and I studied very hard.

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The next day, thin, wispy clouds floated in the sky.

The air was a bit chilly, and the season was between mid-autumn and late autumn.

I was driving a borrowed car, and my cousin-in-law, Su Xiaoya, was sitting in the passenger seat.

Although she wore light makeup, she still looked somewhat haggard.

"I'm going home today to pay respects at your brother's grave. I really don't know how my in-laws will react."

"What else can we do? Weren't you going to renovate the old house and move in yourself?"

"That's all I can do. I've called home a few times, but my father-in-law is cold and indifferent, and my mother-in-law just ignores me."

I think this might be the last time I visit Chenjiatun.

Su Xiaoya sighed softly, turned to look out the window, her eyes filled with sadness.

After my cousin became successful, he bought a large apartment in Qingdao and also built five large brick houses in the village.

Since they weren't coming back to live there, my grandparents moved into the new house.

So if her mother-in-law doesn't like her, she can only go back to live in the old house.

Two and a half hours later, around nine o'clock, we arrived at Chenjiatun.

As expected, the elderly folks still didn't like my sister-in-law; they closed the door and wouldn't let her in.

There was no other way, so I brought my cousin's wife to my house.

Seeing this, my parents' expressions also turned somewhat gloomy, but after hearing my cousin's description, my father still slammed his hand on the table and said, "Xiao Fang was a good child. No one in the village said anything bad about him. Now that he's gone, we must properly pay respects at his grave on the 49th day after his death."

"You two go to the hotel to order food, I'll contact relatives and help out."

With Dad's words, we felt relieved. We went to town to order food, calculating how many customers we would have as we walked.

When we returned after ordering food, to our surprise, my uncle actually came to our house.

The old man, his face full of sorrow, said helplessly to his sister-in-law, "Xiaoya, your mother-in-law is mentally unstable, so don't tell her about visiting Xiaofang's grave. All the guests can stay at your uncle's house."

My cousin's wife nodded in agreement with red eyes, and the scene was quite sad.

Relatives arrived one after another.

Just after midnight, my cousin's memorial service for the 47th day memorial began.

In the rural areas around Ju County, the 47th day memorial service is a very solemn occasion.

The fifth-seventh grave is the first official grave after a person dies, so almost all relatives have to come over.

The autumn wind was bleak, and the weather was gloomy.

A group of people wearing white coats and white hats walked along a path in the fields.

When we arrived at my cousin's grave, we burned paper money and offered sacrifices. Several relatives also gathered around the grave and whimpered and cried for a while.

Some were saddened by the loss of their cousin at such a young age, while others were perhaps reminded of their own deceased relatives.

My cousin-in-law, Su Xiaoya, cried her heart out. Several of her sisters-in-law from the same family helped her up, and it took them a long time to calm her down.

I went home at 1:30 to start entertaining the guests.

In my yard, six large tables were set up, where adults and children laughed and chatted, drinking and laughing.

For them, visiting graves doesn't involve much sadness; it's more like a gathering.

For my cousin's wife, it was like going through a tribulation.

Having experienced the pain of losing her husband, visiting his grave is like reopening the wounds in her heart.

I felt quite lonely, so I drank some wine with my relatives and friends, and finally went to my room and fell into a deep sleep.

When I suddenly woke up, it was already past nine o'clock at night.

Everything returned to calm. Looking out the window at the dark sky and the swaying branches of trees, I felt a sense of desolation.

Just as I was about to get up to get a drink of water, I heard my dad and mom chatting in another room.

My mother's voice was very soft, but I heard it very clearly: "My brother and sister-in-law are really something. Their daughter-in-law came to pay respects at their son's grave, so why are they so unfriendly to her?"

They still haven't let her go home. Her daughter-in-law lives in that dilapidated house without even a decent bed or blanket.

My dad said, "Then go and bring her a bed; it's cold at night."

My mother replied, "No, I can't send it to her. It's not that I'm heartless, but I have to make my stance clear: Xiao Fang is dead, so she's no longer our Chen family's daughter-in-law, and she shouldn't come here anymore."

My biggest worry isn't that; my biggest worry is whether Xiao Dong will get involved with this woman in some unclear way.

"What nonsense are you talking about, you old woman? Our Xiao Dong isn't that kind of person."

"You don't know anything. This afternoon, when you were drinking in the yard, your son looked at Su Xiaoya thirteen times. Especially when he was drunk, his eyes were burning with an abnormal intensity."

I'm really worried that those two will cause some more trouble.