Chapter 570: The Original Female Lead’s Counterattack 5
The village chief’s wife slapped Yan Hui across the face, "You’re no good either, supposedly an educated city person. Bah, just a pair of contemptible male thief and female whore."
"You... you..."
Yan Hui, a well-mannered man, was no match for a village shrew. He couldn’t even utter a dirty word.
The village chief’s wife spat at him again, "What about me? I’ve had enough of you two contemptible rotten creatures for a long time. What’s dating? You’re just a pair of filthy whores."
"Don’t think that we rural folk are uneducated and don’t understand dating. You’re just like those who sneak into haystacks to steal people, the only difference is one does it openly while the other does it secretly."
"It’s just that we country folk don’t play the fancy games you city people do. You have knowledge and culture, and even in bed you can play openly. Bah, a loose shoe is just a loose shoe, and you still want to bring a fig leaf to cover it up, shameless little wretch."
Yuan Chun hadn’t intended to hit anyone, honestly. She originally planned to use the situation to drag Wang Shufang into the water, waiting for the fool to rescue her, leading Wang Shufang down her predecessor’s path.
But the village chief’s wife’s mouth was too foul.
Yuan Chun, with her fiery temper, couldn’t hold back and lunged forward like a village shrew, grabbing the village chief’s wife’s hair and slapped her hard, slap slap slap...
"Old loose shoe, your mouth is so foul because you’ve been stealing men too often, right? You love stealing men so much, does the village chief know? The chief sleeps with a loose shoe that others have slept in, and he’s probably kept in the dark, huh? Speaking of which, none of your kids look like the chief; aren’t they all bastards? Especially your idiot son, who’s naturally stupid, some kind of hereditary disease. The chief’s family doesn’t seem to have that disease."
"Why does an old loose shoe like you get so restless and cuckold the chief, making him a cuckold for so many years? Poor chief, raising someone else’s son, his heart must be unbearably bitter."
"And your slutty daughter, dressed up every day to lure the male educated youths in our Knowledge Youth Courtyard. Do you think we’re blind and can’t see? Bah, she doesn’t even look at her ugly face. The male educated youths wouldn’t even glance at her, they’d rather marry a sow than take her—a complete bastard."
"Moreover, who would dare marry your daughter with someone like you as her old slutty mother? No one wants to raise a cuckold’s children, except a sincere and honest man like the chief, tricked by you, an old loose shoe, into raising wild bastards for decades. Tsk tsk tsk... Old loose shoe, you talk about stealing men so skillfully yet dare to insult me, a chaste maiden. Bah, you truly lack any face."
"How can you, this old hag, be so shameless, raising bastards for the chief? How do you have the face to go out and meet people? If I were you, I’d have jumped into the river long ago. How can you still have the nerve to go out and meet people? Aren’t you afraid of drowning in the spittle of the villagers?"
"Indeed, if you had any shame, you wouldn’t sneak around behind people to steal men."
Yuan Chun kept slapping, her mouth firing off curses relentlessly.
The pace of her words didn’t allow anyone to interrupt.
The village chief’s wife was powerless to fight back, crying out miserably, "This little wretch will beat me to death. I’m already so old, you..."