The sickly son died young? After the marriage exchange, I will bring prosperity to his entire clan f

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Ling Zheng's father was furiously accusing Ling's father: "You have to give me an explanation for this. Your fourth son's wife hung my Ling Zheng on a tree and abused him."

"I also heard that my son was dragged back on horseback by your fourth son's wife. Although the child is always out and about and is quite strong, he can't withstand being abused like this. She's trying to kill me, Ling Zheng."

Looking at Ling Zheng's father's rational and indignant appearance, Ling's father felt a surge of anger, and his whole body trembled. "You only see your son as pitiful. Do you know why our fourth daughter-in-law treats your son like this?"

“She has always been a good girl and would never be violent towards others. You came to me demanding an explanation without even knowing the truth of the matter. I’m being lenient by not going after you.”

Ling Zheng's father was stunned. Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat. Ling's father was usually a good person in the village and rarely argued with others. Why did he look like he wanted to eat someone today? What was going on?

Is it possible...

He recalled the crazy rumors from a few days ago, saying that Ling Silang was tied up in a cave by his own Ling Zheng.

That's impossible. He knows what kind of child Ling Zheng is. How could Ling Zheng do something that harms his own siblings? Si Lang's wife must have made a mistake.

"What are you saying? My son is the one who got beaten. I've come to you to demand an explanation, and you're asking me questions instead."

Ling's father was speechless. He put on a stern face and said, "Fine, let's go out. I'll show you why."

The two went outside together. Ling Zheng had been awakened by the pain from the salt water. Du Mingxian was about to hit him, but Ling Zheng's mother was protecting him tightly, refusing to let him be beaten.

Du Mingxian was holding a whip, as if waiting for her chance.

Ling's father stepped forward and said, "Mingxian, let Ling Zheng tell you himself why he has suffered like this."

When Ling Zhengniang saw her father come out, she immediately yelled at him, "Your family beat my son like this, I'm going to sue you."

Du Mingxian sneered, "Fine, I've already sent Wang Fu to invite the government officials over. You'd better have a good chance to file a complaint when they arrive."

Ling Zhengniang was dumbfounded. How could someone who hit someone be so self-righteous, as if the fault lay with her family? "Second son, don't worry. When the officials arrive, your mother will definitely avenge you."

As soon as Ling Zhengniang loosened her grip, Du Mingxian flicked the whip with an extremely cunning gesture, and the whip landed right on Ling Zheng's arm, causing him to scream in pain again.

"what……"

Ling Zhengniang burst into tears from the pain, pointing at Du Mingxian's nose and cursing, "You bitch, what right do you have to hit my son? I'll fight you to the death today!"

As Ling Zhengniang rushed over, Du Mingxian dodged, and Ling Zhengniang fell flat on her face due to the inertia. "I won't hit people for no reason. Anyone I hit deserves to be hit."

"If you charge at me again, don't blame me for being impolite."

Ling Zhengniang was furious. She sat on the ground and started wailing, "Is there no law anymore? They're trying to bully our whole family to death!"

Ignoring Ling Zheng's mother, Du Mingxian only said to Ling Zheng, "Speak up. Tell me everything you did and why you did it, so that everyone can hear it and understand why I didn't hit anyone else but you."

Ling Zheng was in excruciating pain, and he kept opening his mouth to howl, but he refused to speak.

In fact, he didn't want to face the villagers. They were all from the same family. If he were to speak out about what had happened, not only would his reputation be ruined, but his family would also have a hard time maintaining their standing in the village.

Seeing that he was unwilling to speak, Du Mingxian waved her hand at Ling Dabao, "Dabao, go into the kitchen and bring out a jar of chili sauce."

"Okay." Ling Dabao didn't ask any questions and rushed in to carry out half a jar of chili sauce.

Du Mingxian picked up the chili sauce and poured a lot of it into the basin of water that hadn't been completely poured out earlier. The basin immediately became oily, with chili peppers floating on top, looking very spicy.

Du Mingxian put the whip into the basin to soak, and slowly asked, "Ling Zheng, have you thought this through? If you don't tell the truth, this whip that has been soaked in chili water is specially prepared for you."

Ling Zheng was howling when he heard Du Mingxian's voice. Forgetting his own pain, he looked down and saw Du Mingxian squatting on the ground, holding a whip in her hand. Many of the whips were soaking in water, which was oily and red, and looked very spicy.

He couldn't help but shudder, and the thought that he didn't want to talk about the bad things he had done and was afraid that his family would be ashamed instantly disappeared.

All he could say was that he had to speak, or he would die.

"I said, I said."

Du Mingxian curled her lips coldly, "Then say it louder, so everyone can hear."

Ling Zheng glanced at everyone, then looked at his mother, whose face was streaked with tears, and his father, whose expression was serious. He felt pain, regret, and great distress, but as soon as he closed his eyes, he poured out the story like beans spilling from a bamboo tube.

Everyone was stunned when they heard what Ling Zheng said; many couldn't believe it.

An old woman was even more shocked, "Ling Zhengwa, I watched you grow up, how could you do such a thing? Silang is the scholar of our village, he is the future of our village, the hope of our village, and the glory of our village."

“Even an old woman like me knows this, how could you… how could you be so confused? We are all from the same family. Silangwa is not in good health, but he is still bringing glory to the family. By tying him up like this, do you want him to die?”

“I heard from people who came back from the mountains that Silangwa was in a very bad state. He was covered in filth, and his face was ashen. He was in poor health, and even the village dogs knew that.”

"Even the dogs don't dare bark at Silangwa, afraid of startling him. How dare you? How dare you?"

As if still not satisfied, the old lady immediately stepped forward and struck Ling Zheng twice hard with the wooden stick she was using to support her body.

"Silang's family ensured that all the children in the village could go to school for free, provided them with paper and pens, bought land for the clan, and asked the clan to take care of our elderly and widowed people."

"They are such a kind-hearted family, how could you do such a heinous thing?"

If an old woman who is about to die can say such things, what about other people?

In the village, as long as the family isn't particularly lazy or eccentric, every household has someone working in the workshop. Some families even have two or three people working there. Now that everyone's lives are getting better, everyone is extremely grateful to Ling Silang's family.

But no one expected that such a kind family would encounter such a thing.

Everyone began to criticize Ling Zheng.

Ling's father turned to look at Ling Zheng's father, "That's why I won't interfere with Si Lang's wife hitting your Ling Zheng. He deserves it."