Chapter 102 The Uncontrollable Fire

After going outside and taking a walk, Zhang Xingwang found a few old ladies drying wild vegetables at the entrance of the village. He knew that he had found his organization.

Holding a brick in his right hand and a handful of melon seeds in his left hand, he started chatting with a few old ladies. Through the village's propaganda team, he got a general understanding of his aunt's situation.

It turned out that my uncle was famous for being lazy and greedy before he got married. He was also the son of the previous village chief and was used to bullying others. He did not have a good reputation among the younger generation. So he found my aunt who lived far away to marry.

After he married his younger sister-in-law, he became more restrained. After the old village chief passed away, he returned to his original appearance. As for his cousin, it was said that he was cut from the same mold as his younger sister-in-law.

He was lazy and learned very little, but after a while he didn't learn anything so he dropped out and went home. Only my aunt and the 8-year-old girl were working at home, and the father and son stayed at home all day and didn't come out.

Zhang Xingwang thought, this is the life I want, but they are not good enough, they are just lying down to suck blood. No wonder only my aunt went to my cousin Luo Dayong's wedding.

At this time, the old ladies had basically seen through Zhang Xingwang's thoughts, so they picked out the key points and talked about some of the young aunt's deeds.

There was nothing wrong with my aunt earning work points, as most women did the same these days. And although my uncle-in-law didn't work in the fields, his family was well off, so it was barely acceptable.

But things changed when Zhang Xingwang's condition worsened. For the sake of her nephew, the aunt gave the little money she had saved to Wang Xiulan. When the uncle found out about this, he immediately got angry. It is said that he chased the aunt and beat her for a long time. The aunt lay in bed for several days and did not go out.

But no one in the village said anything. After all, no matter where the money was obtained, it was indeed used to subsidize her mother's family.

I originally thought that the matter was over, but who would have known that from then on, my uncle would beat and scold my aunt at every turn. When he was unhappy, he would take it out on my aunt. In the village, you could often see my aunt with bruises all over her body.

Although the villagers were not happy about it, they couldn't say anything. After all, it was someone else's family affair, and beating the wife was very normal these days. It's just that not as frequent as the brother-in-law did.

Logically, the cousin is 13 years old, so he should have stopped her, after all, she is his own mother. But the cousin just watched the whole thing and didn't care about it at all. But the 8-year-old girl was often beaten for protecting her aunt.

During that time, the brother-in-law even made some harsh remarks, threatening to drive the mother and daughter away. In the end, he probably gave up because there was no one to cook or do laundry.

Until recently, I heard that Zhang Xingwang had become very capable and prosperous after recovering from his illness, so I restrained myself. My aunt was also very stubborn. She never told her family about the bullying and just gritted her teeth and endured it.

Even though Zhang Xingwang's family had been doing well recently, they didn't mention a word. The old man and the old woman knew nothing either.

Zhang Xingwang felt mixed emotions when he heard this. This was the first time he felt so angry since he traveled through time.

He was not too angry when Yi Zhonghai plotted against him for the house and thought it was nothing. He could handle it calmly when the whole courtyard was against him. He could also talk and laugh calmly when the Jia family robbed the house in the front yard.

But this time, the anger in my heart could not be suppressed, and I felt very aggrieved. I thought of a lot of ways in an instant, and my mind was in a mess. I only knew that if I didn't handle it well this time, my aunt would become my regret.

He originally thought that his aunt had the best life with no worries about food and clothing, but who knew that she was the one who made him most worried and the most complicated.

Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, Zhang Xingwang thanked the old ladies and walked back to his aunt's house with heavy steps. He didn't knock on the door before going in, but leaned against the courtyard wall, trying hard to suppress his anger, silently waiting for his aunt to come back.

Suddenly, a teenager on a bicycle rushed past him quickly and fell on a pile of dirt not far ahead.

The boy didn't fall hard, but his bicycle also fell to the ground, with the two tires facing the sky and still spinning due to inertia. He only heard a sound of someone gasping for air from below. It seemed that his cousin had died.

Zhang Xingwang took a closer look and confirmed that it was his bicycle, so he walked towards it. At this time, his cousin had already stood up and kicked the bicycle as if to vent his anger.

Suddenly he found Zhang Xingwang walking towards him and said something to Zhang Xingwang.

"Cousin, your bicycle is so hard to ride that I fell badly."

Zhang Xingwang heard his cousin's words vaguely, and looked at the other person's mouth. He saw that he was holding the candy he gave to his cousin.

Without answering him, Zhang Xingwang went over to pick up the bicycle, and then said to his cousin:

"You can ride the bike if you want, but can you tell me where the candy in your mouth came from?"

After hearing this, my cousin showed a hint of embarrassment on his face, and then said confidently:

"My dad said, there's nothing wrong with riding my cousin's bike. The candy was given to me by my younger sister."

After saying this, he grumbled a little guilty, and Zhang Xingwang didn't hear it clearly. But after listening to his cousin's answer, he thought that his cousin's character was greatly influenced by his uncle.

It seems that he still has a little bit of shame, and is observing to see if there is still a need to rescue him. After all, he only heard the situation from the people at the entrance of the village, and he will ask his aunt for the details later.

He just happened to fall on a pile of dirt, and the bicycle was not damaged. He ignored his embarrassed cousin and pushed the bicycle to the door to continue waiting for his aunt. The boy also ignored him and went back angrily. During this time, his uncle never came out again.

After waiting for about half an hour, the aunt came hurriedly with the meal from the cafeteria. When she saw Zhang Xingwang, she did not show any other expression.

She warmly invited him to come in quickly, and complained that he didn't come in even though he was here. It was just like an ordinary warm meeting between aunt and nephew. The more the aunt was like this, the more angry Zhang Xingwang became.

He snatched the food from his aunt's hand, put it on the ground, took her hand, and walked away.

The aunt was confused by this scene, but seeing the tears in her nephew's eyes, she seemed to understand something and did not resist.

Still in front of the mound, Zhang Xingwang, with red eyes, recounted to his aunt what he had learned, and asked her in a choked voice:

"Auntie, is what I heard true?"

The aunt did not answer, but looked at her nephew for a while and said softly:

"This is my own business, you are still young so don't interfere"

"Why do you want me to leave it alone?"

Zhang Xingwang roared.

Then he slowly leaned forward and hugged my aunt, and asked softly:

"Aunt, can you please tell me? I want to know. I am your nephew and also the man from your mother's family."

After a long time, the aunt told Zhang Xingwang the facts he wanted to know in a calm tone. At this moment, the aunt seemed to have untied that layer of disguise. Although she did not cry out loud, two lines of hot tears slowly flowed down her thin cheeks.

According to my aunt, there were some discrepancies in what she said. She first affirmed that it was indeed wrong for her to subsidize her parents' home.

Later, he talked about how his cousin had tried to stop his aunt from being bullied, but was later brainwashed by his uncle's words. Since he couldn't tell who was right or wrong, he simply stayed in the house and ignored it.

As for the frequent beatings, my aunt neither admitted nor denied it. I guess she knew that the matter could be clarified by asking anyone in the village.