The Village Bullies Came to Seize Grain; Lin Feng's Killing Intent Awakened

Lin Feng headed home happily, carrying a fish basket on his back and a fishing net over his shoulder.

The moment he entered the village, he saw more than a dozen villagers gathered around his front gate.

The faint sound of children crying drifted from inside his courtyard.

Lin Feng hurriedly quickened his pace, shoved through the crowd, and rushed into the yard.

Three burly men stood in the courtyard, while another sat in his family's chair with one leg crossed over the other.

The cured meat and grain he had brought home yesterday were piled in front of the four burly men.

These four were the village's infamous bullies, the Feng Brothers.

During the famine two years ago, the four had sold their fields to a landlord in town and had been idle ever since.

At first, they had only committed petty theft. The villagers followed the principle that less trouble was better than more, so no one paid them any mind.

Later, the four began openly robbing people, becoming a scourge upon the village.

When Lin Feng's father had still been alive, the village bullies had not dared come to his door.

After Father Lin passed away, Lin Feng became a drunkard. With no one left to support the family, and with Lin Feng's wife being exceptionally beautiful—

The four village bullies often came to Lin Feng's home to borrow grain. Calling it borrowing was just a cover; they were robbing them, and they had never returned a thing.

The original Lin Feng had been a classic tyrant at home. He beat his children, his wife, and his old mother, but outside he was as cowardly as a grandson.

From far away, the moment he spotted the village bullies, he would begin nodding and bowing. His little heart trembled nonstop, terrified they might beat him.

Whenever the village bullies came to borrow grain, they took the chance to grope Lin Feng's wife.

The original owner pretended not to see it, obediently lent the grain to the village bullies, and even carried it back to their home for them with a smile plastered all over his face.

The village bullies must have heard that Lin Feng had returned home yesterday, which was why they had come to "borrow grain" today.

Mother Lin and his sickly wife stood at the doorway, shielding the children inside the house.

Mother Lin's sleeve had been torn wide open. Clearly, during the struggle over the grain, the village bullies had ripped it.

Lin Hu was injured on both his face and body, and blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Lin Hu's Parents had come as well, the elderly couple holding Lin Hu back.

One look was enough for Lin Feng to understand. These village bullies had come to borrow grain again.

Lin Hu could not stand it and had fought the village bullies, only to be beaten.

Lin Hu's Parents, his own Second Uncle and Second Aunt, had likely been called over by the onlooking villagers.

Feng Dashan, the village bully sitting in the chair with his shirt hanging open to expose his big belly, immediately shouted when he saw Lin Feng enter. "Lin Gou Niao, you came at just the right time. Us brothers came to borrow grain from your family, but your cousin actually dared fight us and even called us grain-robbing bandits.

"I'll ask you one thing: we came to borrow grain. Are you lending it or not?"

The four had given Lin Feng an insulting nickname: Lin Gou Niao.

The original owner had been depressed over that nickname for a long time.

Before Lin Feng could speak, Feng Ershan, standing behind Feng Dashan, laughed. "Later, we'll have to trouble Lin Gou Niao to carry the grain back for us. Hahaha!"

Feng Sanshan, his face full of a lecherous grin, added, "We're borrowing quite a lot of grain this time. You probably can't carry it all by yourself, so have your wife carry some of the cured meat."

Feng Xiaoshan said nothing. He merely stood there, staring at Lin Feng's wife with a lecherous grin as he kept rubbing his hands together.

Hearing that insulting nickname, Lin Feng's eyelid twitched.

The original owner hated these four men most of all, yet feared them most of all too.

He had resisted them before, but he could not beat the four of them. Later, he drowned his sorrows in drink and became a drunkard.

With so many people watching, these four showed no restraint. Their words were dripping with humiliation, and they had even dragged his wife into it.

On top of that, they had beaten his old mother, frightened his children, and injured his brother Lin Hu.

Killing intent rose in Lin Feng at once.

Mother Lin looked at Lin Feng and beckoned to him.

She meant for him to come back and not go up there to get beaten.

Just because Lin Feng no longer drank did not mean he was no longer cowardly.

Mother Lin still saw him as the weak and timid Lin Feng he used to be.

No matter how bad Lin Feng was, he was still her son.

Mother Lin did not expect Lin Feng to stand up for her. She only hoped he would not get beaten.

Lin Feng's wife, Zhou Chunlan, looked at him with eyes as calm and still as water.

Based on the original owner's usual temperament, he would surely agree to lend them the grain and even help the village bullies carry it home.

He might even truly make her help carry the cured meat.

The village bullies would definitely seize the chance to take advantage of her.

Thinking of that, Zhou Chunlan felt a humiliation beyond measure.

Because her husband Lin Feng was too cowardly, the Lin family had become the village's laughingstock.

When she had first married Lin Feng, he had still been a simple and honest young man. He had no great skills, but he was a decent person.

Later, Lin Feng became a drunkard, weak and useless, making her lose all face along with him.

What woman did not want to marry a man who could hold up the sky and stand firm on the earth? Yet she had placed her trust in the wrong man.

Zhou Chunlan had already made up her mind. If he truly made her help carry the cured meat later, she would smash her head against the family water vat and die.

Her five children were pitiful. From then on, their grandmother would have to raise them.

The five children kept sobbing, their faces streaked with tears.

They had only just eaten a full meal last night, yet today the bullies had come to seize their grain.

The little foodie Sanbao, Lin Yuhao, stared at the grain and cured meat laid before the bullies. Thinking of those things being taken away by them—

His brows furrowed tightly, and his little fists clenched hard. He wished he could rush forward and beat the bullies senseless.

Deep down, the children hoped even more that their father, Lin Feng, could snatch the grain back.

But when they thought of Lin Feng's past behavior, they deflated like punctured balls.

Their father had been far too weak before. Not only would he lend people the grain, he would even help carry it away for them. Just thinking about it made them furious.

Supported by his parents, Li Hu looked at his big brother Lin Feng with a complicated gaze.

When they had been children, Brother Feng had once risked his life to save him.

At that time, Lin Feng had dared to risk his life. Li Hu had worshipped him like a great hero who roamed the world upholding justice.

After growing up, Lin Feng became a drunkard, and not a shred of courage remained in him. Whenever he saw these bullies, he cowered like a dog.

Still, he recognized Lin Feng as his big brother. After all, Lin Feng had taken especially good care of him when they were children.

He believed that one day, Lin Feng would get better.

He would definitely become the hero in his heart once more.

Lin Hu's Parents looked at their injured son with both resentment and heartache.

Lin Hu's mother whispered into his ear, "Huzi, tell me, are you stupid or not? It isn't even our grain being robbed.

"Why did you rush in? You got beaten for nothing.

"Just wait and see. Xiao Feng will agree to lend them the grain himself.

"He'll even take his wife along to deliver the grain to them.

"Don't meddle in Xiao Feng's family matters anymore. Their family is the laughingstock of our village."

Li Hu said unhappily, "Mom, stop saying that. Brother Feng doesn't drink anymore. Sooner or later, he'll get better."

A scornful expression appeared on Li Hu's mother's face. "Hmph. A dog can't stop eating shit."

Aunt Lin, Old Li Gen, and Widow Zhao from across the way were all among the crowd watching the spectacle.

These people merely smiled as they watched, not daring to condemn the bullies even once.

Once the four village bullies had robbed Lin Feng's family of grain, they would not rob theirs again.

Seeing Lin Feng's family being robbed, they were instead gloating over their misfortune, pointing at them from time to time and tossing out mocking remarks.

Widow Zhao in particular had always been jealous of Zhou Chunlan's beauty.

She was especially looking forward to Lin Feng making Zhou Chunlan help those bullies carry the cured meat, preferably while they took advantage of her.

Then, whenever she saw Zhou Chunlan in the future, she could bring up the matter and make Zhou Chunlan too ashamed to leave the house.

Better yet, the matter could spread throughout every village for ten miles around, thoroughly ruining Zhou Chunlan's reputation.

The thought of it made Widow Zhao feel inexplicably pleased.