After wearing it: I traded a pig for a man.

Fearing something might happen to her, the village head hurriedly followed her.

Jiang Yun Ning was too fast. By the time they entered, Jiang You Fu and his son were being chased and fleeing in all directions.

Jiang Che blocked the door, preventing them from running out.

He could tell that although Jiang Yun Ning was angry, she was still rational. None of her strikes were aimed at vital points.

"Ouch!" The village head rushed in, panting. "Yun Ning! Stop! Don't get yourself in trouble!"

"Jiang Yunning! You've gone mad! You killed someone, you won't get away with it!" Jiang Mancang was chased all over the yard. "Village head! Help! Jiang Yunning has gone mad!"

Jiang Youfu was also Jiang Yunning's target, but he was old and not as agile as Jiang Mancang. He was accidentally cut on the arm.

"Ah!" he screamed, "Jiang Yunning! I'm going to report you!"

In a corner of the courtyard, Yang Guizhi and the others trembled with fear. Jiang Zheng'an, whom she held in her arms, was so frightened that he wet his pants and couldn't even cry anymore.

"Village head, you can't just ignore this!" Jiang Liushi ran up to the village head.

The village head snorted, "Me? Me, what? Me, about you breaking into people's homes to steal things and beating a five-year-old child until his head was covered in blood?"

Jiang Liu cried out in pain and sat down on the ground to cry.

Jiang Yuning had already placed the kitchen knife against Jiang Mancang's neck. With a little force, the neck was cut open, and blood seeped out.

"It was you who hit my mother and Anhe!" She saw the child's gums on Jiang Mancang's hand and immediately guessed it.

Jiang Mancang trembled all over and dared not move.

Jiang Yun Ning's eyes showed that he truly wanted to kill him.

"I was wrong, I'm sorry, I was wrong." He begged for forgiveness repeatedly, but still dared not make any move.

Jiang Youfu was also scared: "Yun Ning, put the knife down, let's talk this over. I'll give it back to you, I'll give it all back, okay?"

Jiang Yun Ning sneered: "What, you're scared now? Why weren't you scared when you beat my mother? An He was only five years old, how could you do that?"

Just then, Jiang Laosan rushed in through the door in a flurry of activity.

He had just been called back from the river, and hadn't even had time to pull down his trousers.

"Third Uncle!" Jiang Mancang's eyes were filled with pleading. "Third Uncle, Yun Ning is going to kill me!"

"Third brother," Jiang Youfu seemed to see a glimmer of hope, "you should quickly persuade Yun Ning."

Jiang Yun Ning glanced at him, but still didn't loosen her grip on the knife.

She thought, surely Jiang Laosan wouldn't be so foolish as to beg for mercy on Jiang Mancang's behalf?

Jiang Laosan's arm trembled slightly. He took a few steps forward, took off the shoe in his hand, and slapped Jiang Youfu's face with all his might.

Her frenzied state terrified Jiang Liu, who had just gotten up and thought there was hope, so she plopped down back down.

"You beat my wife, you beat my grandson. You bastard!"

He pumped for more than a dozen times before slowing down as if he were exhausted.

"Third brother!" Jiang Liu rushed over and hugged Jiang Youfu, whose mouth was swollen and bleeding.

Jiang Laosan's eyes were filled with hatred as he looked at Jiang Liushi, making Jiang Liushi feel as if she had really made a big mistake this time.

"Mother, you are my mother. No matter how much you've interfered, I won't touch you."

Jiang Liu breathed a sigh of relief.

"But from now on, don't even think about taking a single grain of rice from me. Even if you starve to death on my doorstep, I won't give you a second glance!"

Jiang Laosan gritted his teeth, his heart filled with deep resentment. He hated their cruelty, and he hated himself for being too soft-hearted towards these beasts in the old house in the past.

He turned to look at the despairing Jiang Mancang: "When you were little, you had a high fever, and your parents weren't home. Your aunt carried you to the town clinic. She had no money, so she kowtowed until her head bled, begging them to save you first!"

Jiang Mancang felt a little guilty after hearing what he said and didn't dare to look up.

"You beast!" Jiang Laosan slapped his thigh in hatred and pointed at Jiang Youfu: "The old beast gave birth to a little beast, you are a whole litter of beasts."

Jiang Yunning applied more force to her hand.

"Jiang Youfu, you stole twenty taels of silver from my family, plus ten taels for the medical expenses of my mother and Anhe. That's thirty taels in total. Hand over the silver, and I'll let you go. If you can't, I'll kill your son first, then your whole family. I'll trade my life for your family; it's worth it."

"What!" Jiang Youfu shoved Jiang Liu's arm away: "Twenty taels?"

Jiang Yun Ning naturally knew he hadn't stolen that much, but what did that have to do with her? "Still denying it? It seems your and your son's lives aren't worth this much money."

"Father!" Jiang Mancang felt blood flowing from his neck and was so frightened that he wet his pants. "We'll pay it back! We'll pay it back! Thirty taels, right? We'll pay it back!"

Seeing his son bleeding, Jiang Youfu disregarded everything else: "We'll pay it back! We'll pay it back! Give me a month, okay? Half a month, and we'll definitely pay it back!"

Jiang Yunning sneered.

"If you don't hurry, we'll meet again on the road to the Yellow Springs." She sheathed her knife, kicked Jiang Mancang hard again, and then left.

The village head felt no sympathy for the family who were weeping bitterly; he felt only disgust.

He simply couldn't understand how Jiang Youfu could be so wicked, capable of harming a five-year-old child who called him "Grandpa" every day.

"Hmph, Jiang Liushi. If you dare to do such beastly things again, I will ask the elders of the Jiang family to open the ancestral hall and drive you all out."

Although he was not a member of the Jiang family, he had some influence by using his position as the village head to invite the clan elders.

"No, no, I wouldn't dare," Jiang Liushi quickly waved her hand.

The village head left, and the remaining people were too lazy to stay in the courtyard.

When Jiang Yuning returned home, he didn't even have time to comfort the dazed Jiang Laosan.

"Jiang Che, go to the village chief's house and borrow an oxcart. Let's go to town." She was really worried about Jiang Anhe's injury.

He was too young and his injuries were severe.

Wang Cuihua should be fine, at most she might have suffered a concussion.

Jiang Che nodded and quickly went to the village head's house.

"Father," Jiang Yun Ning looked at the stunned Jiang Lao San, "would you like to wait at home or come to town with us?"

Jiang Laosan wiped his face: "I'll go with you."

The rickety oxcart arrived at Huichuntang. Jiang Yunning couldn't wait any longer and jumped down.

"Doctor Li, how is it?" Unlike Jiang Laosan, Jiang Yun Ning didn't go straight into the inner courtyard and asked Doctor Li about the situation first.

Doctor Li shook his head: "The adults are fine, but the child has a big gash on his head and is badly injured."

Jiang Yun Ning's face turned pale, and she involuntarily took two steps back.

Jiang Che, who had just tied up the oxcart and entered, also heard it. Seeing her sway slightly, he quickly reached out to support her.

It turns out that Jiang Yun Ning can also be afraid.

He no longer cared whether their actions were too intimate; he instinctively put his arm around Jiang Yun Ning's back to support her, and held her arm with one hand.

"Dr. Li, the child...can't it be cured?" Jiang Che asked nervously.

Although he and Jiang Anhe were not related by blood, ever since he came to the Jiang family, Jiang Anhe had been clinging to him every day, calling him "uncle" repeatedly.

I remember that tiny, soft body throwing itself into my arms, its little face tilted up and staring straight at me.

Jiang Che felt a pang of heartache.

Li Langzhong was stunned for a moment, and only when he looked up did he see Jiang Yunning's pale face.