Chapter 1450 - 1445: Old Mrs. Mu Was Pushed Into the Night Soil Heap
"Boss Zhu, since you call me Mrs. Mu, you must have given me some face.
This matter was indeed my mother-in-law’s fault. She is used to living in the countryside and doesn’t know city rules.
I don’t want to favor her; I just think some things don’t need to be blown out of proportion.
For Boss Zhu’s losses, I, Jinyin’er, am willing to fully take responsibility and will have my mother-in-law apologize to you. She will absolutely not repeat this again. Does that sound fair?"
Mrs. Jin expressed her thoughts.
Regardless of her facial expression or tone, she portrayed a stance of knowing their fault, not defending the culprit, and accepting responsibility.
With someone willing to compensate for his loss, Zhu Rongsan was naturally pleased.
But for the old goods he’d received, he didn’t want to let go just like that.
"How about this, I’m not an unreasonable man. I’ll just teach the old lady a lesson, and then the matter will be settled!"
Zhu Rongsan spoke generously.
"A lesson?" Mr. Mu was slightly puzzled.
Old Mrs. Mu was beside him, cursing viciously, which irked Zhu Rongsan.
He simply untied the cloth he usually used to wrap his hands to prevent slipping while slaughtering pigs and stuffed it into Old Mrs. Mu’s mouth.
The cloth, which Zhu Rongsan touched daily, was coated with an extraordinary amount of grease from the pork.
He often forgot to wash it, making the cloth he stuffed into her mouth remarkably filthy and stinky!
Being stuffed in Old Mrs. Mu’s mouth was akin to a fate worse than death for her.
Old Mrs. Mu let out muffled cries and glared at Zhu Rongsan fiercely with her eyes.
"Yes, a lesson. Rest assured, Mr. Mu! Although I, Zhu San, look fierce, I’m definitely not a violent person. I promise not to hit anyone!"
Upon hearing that Zhu Rongsan wouldn’t resort to violence, Mr. Mu felt relieved.
Mrs. Jin was indifferent; as long as no official complaint was made, she actually supported even harsher treatment.
"Father, quickly agree. Everyone’s watching!
If Zhu Rongsan takes this to the County Magistrate, Da De’s future will be ruined!"
Mrs. Jin pulled Mr. Mu aside to discuss the matter quietly.
In fact, Mr. Mu would agree even without Mrs. Jin’s persuasion.
The trouble was his wife’s doing; she should bear responsibility.
If she isn’t at a loss, she won’t learn her lesson!
"Brother, let’s settle this, but don’t harm my wife!" Mr. Mu said.
"Of course!"
With approval from the Old Mu Family, Zhu Rongsan dragged Old Mrs. Mu by her collar forward.
Mr. Mu was full of curiosity.
The people watching were full of curiosity.
Even Mrs. Jin looked curious.
Nonetheless, everyone followed in Zhu Rongsan’s footsteps. Finally, he stopped at his own doorstep.
Outside Zhu Rongsan’s door lay an uncleaned filth.
Typically, people only encounter such filth in an outhouse, not at someone’s door.
Given its unpleasantness, some couldn’t endure it and vomited.
Mrs. Jin felt immensely nauseous, but as a member of the Old Mu Family, she couldn’t back down now.
Mr. Mu assumed Zhu Rongsan wanted Old Mrs. Mu to clean up.
Thus, he didn’t stop him.
Until Zhu Rongsan spoke: "With all the neighbors present, I won’t act secretively or do what women do.
This old hag has plagued our street for too long. How many passersby and questioners were there once?
From the day this old hag started dumping trash and nightsoil here, our street became notoriously stinky, deterring even beggars.
This day, she directly harmed my doorstep. My poor son fell into this filth pile early.
Today, I’ll retaliate an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth!
It’s also a warning to those trying to ruin our street that their fate will be like this old hag’s!"
Having said this, Zhu Rongsan pulled out the cloth from Old Mrs. Mu’s mouth and pressed her head into the filth pile.
Mr. Mu knew Zhu Rongsan’s intention and tried to stop him, but it was too late.
Mrs. Jin couldn’t help but retch on the side.
Old Mrs. Mu was shoved into the nightsoil she herself disposed of, covering her head and body in filth.
The entire street was aware of Old Mrs. Mu’s predicament.
Everyone mocked and cursed justly.
What a commotion early in the morning.
Old Mrs. Mu, pulled from the filth by Zhu Rongsan, was utterly unrecognizable.
He pushed her over to Mr. Mu, implicating Mr. Mu as well.
"Mr. Mu, I, Zhu Rongsan, won’t pursue this further! But the cleaning must be done by the Old Mu Family!
If the old hag dares harm the neighbors again, I won’t just shove her into filth next time! I’ll make her life worse than death!"
Saying this, Zhu Rongsan entered his house grandly.
He wouldn’t step outside until Mr. Mu cleaned his doorstep.
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Mr. Mu felt like his dignity was completely lost this lifetime.
Moreover, it was due to his wife’s actions.
If not for fear of further public humiliation, Mr. Mu certainly wouldn’t have dragged Old Mrs. Mu back to the Old Mu Family.
Stumbling the whole way, they finally reached the Old Mu Family.
Ignoring the filth on his body, Mr. Mu shouted, "The second daughter-in-law, come out quickly!"
"The second daughter-in-law!"
He called several times, but Mrs. Lin didn’t appear.
Mr. Mu had to go himself.
Mrs. Lin and Gou Dan both had their ears stuffed with cotton, not hearing Mr. Mu call them.
When Mr. Mu reached the utility room, Mrs. Lin feigned surprise and discreetly removed her earplugs.
"Father, why are you here?" Mrs. Lin approached him.
But immediately smelled an unpleasant stench, compounded by Mr. Mu’s filthy clothes, prompting her to scream.
"Father, get out! Did you fall into a filth pile? It’s so stinky!"
Mrs. Lin’s comment angered Mr. Mu.
"Shut up! Your mother is filthy now; go boil water for her to wash!"
Mr. Mu scolded Mrs. Lin.
"Filthy? My mother? Did she fall into the filth too?"
Mrs. Lin might lack other skills, but she sure knew about such matters.
Repeating Mr. Mu’s experience, he finally got angry.
"Hurry up, don’t delay. It’s cold; would you take responsibility if your mother freezes?"
Listening to Mr. Mu, Mrs. Lin secretly thought to herself: Better she dies, avoid the endless trouble!