Black Lotus is reborn. Hush! Just lie down and be quiet.

"Open the door! I know you are at home. How dare you bully my daughter? I am so impatient!"

The door was slammed loudly, and He's mother's scolding was as powerful as that of old lady Yang, and they were equally powerful.

"Don't waste your time talking to them, just bang the door!"

Mr. He, who was speaking, and his family of three came together for two purposes.

One is to seek justice for my daughter.

The second is to ask the Yang family to pay compensation, at least four thousand yuan. The son is not young anymore and has no money to marry a wife, so this money will come in handy.

The door was slammed hard and almost broke open several times. Yang's mother wanted to go out and argue with the He family. She was not afraid of the He family who lived in the lower corner. If her eldest son had not insisted on marrying He Qian, she would definitely not have let this poor family in.

Yang's mother, who lives in the upper corner, has a strong sense of superiority. Even if they are both from Shanghai, if they live in the lower corner, this old woman will look down on them.

Therefore, Yang's mother didn't take the He family seriously at all. She wanted to go out and argue, but her body didn't allow it. With every step she took, her flesh felt like it was broken, and the pain made her cry.

The same went for Old Man Yang. They had dozens of injections and were still in so much pain that they couldn't move. The distance from the living room to the patio and then to the front door was only about ten meters, but it felt like a very long walk to them.

"Fuck... you!"

Yang Hongjie was not pricked with an injection, but he had a bad temper, so he could not stand such insults. He rolled up his sleeves and opened the door, cursing: "I am calling you daddy, He Qian is my wife, I spent money to marry her, I can beat her if I want, it is none of your business!"

"He Qian is my sister, so it's naturally my business. Yang Hongjie, you stinky hooligan, you're worse than a beast. You didn't even let go of a six or seven-year-old girl. And Yang Hongting, she was pregnant at the age of sixteen. Why the hell don't you all get shot together!"

He Zhiwei had great firepower. As soon as the door opened, he threw a fierce punch. Yang Hongjie was hit directly and had two streams of blood from his nose.

He became even angrier. This bitch He Qian told everything to her family. This bitch and he were not on the same page at all. He thought he had hit her too lightly.

"Bullshit, you are talking nonsense. You brothers and sisters teamed up to steal things from my house, and then you turned the tables and slandered me. You, the He family, are worse than beasts!"

"Steal your mother's thing, when did I steal your things? You, the Yang family, are the ones who steal and sell things. The men are thieves and the women are prostitutes. You even killed your own son and aborted him. You deserve your retribution. Your daughter should be shot and your son should be imprisoned. Why don't you catch and shoot you, you bastard!"

He Zhiwei and Yang Hongjie wrestled with each other, punching and kicking each other in a fierce fight. They were also busy talking about each other's shortcomings.

"Who the hell are you? You stole copper from the factory and sold it for over a thousand!"

Yang Hongjie grabbed He Zhiwei's neck and told him about stealing public property.

"I stole your mother's wife. I came to steal her cousin every night. You are talking nonsense. Do you have any evidence? I have evidence. You raped the girl and she is still alive!"

He Zhiwei turned over and rode on Yang Hongjie, taking the initiative and strangling his neck. Both of them were now flushed and their eyes were bloodshot.

"I'm going to fuck you... Damn, your shameless sister, I'm going to beat her up, I beat her up yesterday, what can you do to me!"

Yang Hongjie was angry and panicked. Although the family had moved away, they were still alive. If he went to the police and said something wrong, he would probably have to go to jail.

Yang Hongjie was so angry that he suddenly gained a lot of strength and pushed He Zhiwei off his body, and the two of them started wrestling on the ground.

More and more people gathered to watch, even people from several alleys away came over after hearing the news. When they heard the two people exposing each other's secrets, they were all shocked.

"Is the little girl that He Qian's brother was talking about, who looks like Yang Nannan, the one whose family suddenly moved away ten years ago?"

"That's her. She was only six years old at the time and was extremely beautiful. Oh!"

"Yang Hongjie is worse than a beast, why don't you shoot him!"

Everyone remembered the pretty and lively girl. Although it had been ten years, the girl was so beautiful that they still had a deep impression of her. Such a beautiful girl was ruined by that bastard Yang Hongjie. Everyone was very angry and silently cheered for He Zhiwei.

When the He family members were knocking on the door, Xia Qingqing hid in a corner and took out a plate of incense that she made herself and named "Burning Passion Incense".

What is burning is not the passion, but the anger.

Even a clay Buddha will be transformed into a wrathful Vajra after smelling this incense.

What's more, Yang Hongjie and He Zhiwei both have bad tempers, so the effect of this incense will only be worse.

Wisps of white smoke rose up, floated out of the house, and entered the nostrils of the Yang and He families in the courtyard.

"I'll beat you to death, you bastard. What did you promise when you asked to marry my daughter? You said you would treat my daughter well for the rest of your life and never touch her. You're a heartless beast. My daughter is carrying your own flesh and blood. You aborted her and damaged her body. The doctor said she can't get pregnant again. You're a black-hearted beast. You're not even a human being!"

He's mother picked up the broom from the corner and hit Yang Hongjie with it, cursing his crimes.

The crowd all shook their heads when they heard this. The He family was right. The Yang family was indeed worse than beasts. Even a tiger would not eat its own cubs!

"It's obviously your daughter's own fault. She can't have children after having an abortion. I've never seen such a pampered person. Your He family has raised a young lady. If I had known that He Qian's health was so poor, I wouldn't have spent money to marry her. I spent 600 yuan to marry a useless person. I still feel wronged!"

The pain in Yang's mother's body was gone and her spirits had recovered. She also picked up a broom and started fighting with He's mother.

"What's wrong with us being the lower horns? At least we don't do things worse than animals. The three children you raised as the upper horns are all hooligans who don't even care about human ethics. How can you be so glorious?"

He's mother was not a good person either. She swung a broom at Yang's mother and tore off all the fig leaves of the Yang family.

This time when they came to make trouble, they had no intention of letting their daughter and Yang Hongjie continue to live together. They just wanted to divorce after receiving the compensation.

"Who is disregarding human ethics? You are talking nonsense. Your family is the one that disregards human ethics!"

"Whose abortion was Yang Hongting having at the age of sixteen? Humph, the old one is shameless, and the young one is even more shameless. You are worse than pigs and dogs. I was blind to marry my daughter into your family. You have brought disaster to my daughter. You must pay compensation, at least four thousand yuan!"

He's mother worked in a vegetable and fruit store and had to carry goods every day. She was much stronger than Yang's mother and soon gained the upper hand. She hit Yang's mother with the bamboo broom with great force. The thin bamboo strips on the broom left many red marks on Yang's mother's face.

In the battle between Yang Hongjie and He Zhiwei, Yang Hongjie had the upper hand. He's father and old man Yang did not take any action. They just looked at each other gloomily. The atmosphere was tense and the crowds were also very nervous. Some enthusiastic people even ran to notify the street office.

"I'm going to strangle you to death!"

Yang Hongjie's eyes were bloodshot, and he was strangling He Zhiwei's neck tightly with a murderous look. He Zhiwei couldn't stop rolling his eyes, his face turned blue and purple, and he kicked his legs hard, looking like he was about to die.

[In the last century, there was a regional distinction between the upper corner and the lower corner of Shanghai. The upper corner mostly referred to Puxi, while the lower corner referred to other areas outside. Now there is no such term.]