And also, I've already paid back the five thousand in betrothal gifts your son gave for Xiaoxiao, and the land deed and all that! You old geezer, don't even think about it! Go home and take your grandson to poop!"
Li Yang waved the paper bag in his hand and said without giving a chance to explain.
"You, you, you..." The old man's face turned ashen with anger, and he stammered out a complete sentence.
"Little brother of the Su family, hehe, if you don't take your old bastard father away, I'll kick his old eggplant to pieces!" Li Yang kicked Su Can in the butt on the ground, and Su Can woke up with a "whoop".
With a terrified expression, she grabbed her father and ran away without saying a word. Her three older brothers also wished their mother had more legs so they could run faster.
He was truly terrified of Li Yang!
"Damn, what a piece of trash!" Li Yang curled his lip and said with a disdainful smile.
Seeing the Su family's pathetic state after being beaten, everyone felt a surge of satisfaction. However, since the Su family still existed and hadn't fallen yet, they were all pleased but dared not show it. They all dispersed.
"Oh dear, oh dear, what are we going to do? They have relatives in the police station. If the eldest brother is in there, he'll suffer a lot and won't be able to get out!" Old Su said dejectedly.
"Alas! He brought this on himself. What a tragedy!" Zhang Lanhua sighed.
"Father, Mother, don't worry, my older brother will be alright!" Su Xiaoxiao comforted him.
Li Yang smiled faintly. It seemed he was going to rescue his brother-in-law. But this scoundrel didn't seem like a good guy. He wondered if, after being rescued, he'd turn over a new leaf.
No, let him suffer a bit, teach him a lesson, and make him remember it.
After a long day of work, it was already evening by the time I finished all this.
Old Su and Zhang Lanhua warmly welcomed Li Yang, preparing a sumptuous feast and slaughtering some of their precious holiday dishes, even the old hen that laid eggs.
It was a table full of delicious dishes. These home-style dishes weren't about presentation, but rather affordability, and they tasted really good.
That's one of the advantages of cooking in a clay pot. During the meal, Su Xiaoxiao unconsciously served food to Li Yang, which made the two elders shake their heads in disapproval.
It's true what they say, a daughter grows up and leaves home.
The meal was enjoyed by everyone. However, the two elders were somewhat gloomy. After all, their son, the one who carried on the family line, was still eating boxed lunches in prison. Although he was a bit of a scoundrel, the continuation of the family line still needed his son to take care of it, so they couldn't help but worry.
Sure enough, the next day after breakfast, Li Yang, accompanied by Su Xiaoxiao, went to the town's police station.
After all, Su Jincai was imprisoned there.
As they walked, many people pointed and whispered about the two of them. Su Xiaoxiao knew they weren't saying anything nice. They all said that Su Xiaoxiao had become successful and had taken a fancy to a pretty boy in the city, and was now bullying her own people.
Although I dislike Su Can's family's behavior, they are, after all, fellow villagers, and I can't stand outsiders being arrogant.
We should still be of one mind with them.
Su Xiaoxiao was annoyed and cursed inwardly at a bunch of short-sighted, good-for-nothing people. She couldn't be bothered to explain herself to them.
Provoked, she deliberately hugged Li Yang's lower back, displaying an indecent and intimate manner, pressing her large breasts against Li Yang's back, squeezing them as the bicycle moved.
After pressing it, I regretted it a little. My chest felt numb and tingly like cat claws, and I felt an empty emptiness inside that I couldn't find any solace for. It was truly unbearable.
They brought this on themselves.
Her actions pleased Li Yang greatly; the electric-like contact on his back made him feel so good that he almost flew up, and he kicked his legs with tremendous force and speed.
With the speed increasing, Su Xiaoxiao, in a panic, clung to him even tighter. Her two breasts were pressed against Li Yang's back.
suck--
Li Yang gasped. What a formidable human bomb! He almost gave in.
Su Xiaoxiao wasn't much better off. The squeezing and kneading above was uncomfortable, and her buttocks below were also tingling and numb from the pedaling of the bicycle. Her body felt hot and burning, and her legs suddenly felt sore and weak. Her hands unconsciously gripped Li Yang's chest, and the scratches from her long fingernails caused a burning pain.
Chapter 349: Guilty Heart
Along with the burning pain, his back felt a tingling, pleasurable sensation, creating a bittersweet feeling that left him conflicted.
His eyebrows were so tightly knit they almost formed the character "川" (river).
And so, the two of them, filled with ambiguity and entanglement, made their way to the town's police station.
In such a backward place, the police station is also a dilapidated place, but it is still considered a high-end building, with two floors!
It's like those typical junior high school buildings, with two side buildings spanning the middle, all large classrooms interspersed with small offices – a shoddy construction project.
It was dilapidated, with countless layers of paint peeling off, and the windows were also broken and shattered, with very few intact panes.
If a local law enforcement agency is so backward and dilapidated, and the place is so awful, I really have to doubt its ability to govern!
There wasn't a single gatekeeper. After going inside, Li Yang shouted a few times, but no one paid any attention.
"Don't they usually have anyone on duty here?" Li Yang asked Su Xiaoxiao, feeling frustrated.
"There should be. There are always some, but there aren't many people in total. There are usually three or four people on duty, and maybe only one or two on less busy days!" Su Xiaoxiao said helplessly.
That's how it is in this remote and impoverished place; everything is kept simple.
Li Yang's eyes widened in shock. "Holy crap, this is even possible?"
He walked over and knocked on the door, calling out, "Is anyone home?"
After a long while, just when Li Yang thought this was a graveyard, with no living people but dead ghosts, there was a muffled thud from inside.
A middle-aged man emerged from one of the side buildings. He was balding, with sparse, graying hair pulled back. He had a ruddy complexion, a bulbous nose, and looked like a drunkard. His shirt was open, revealing his ruddy chest, which had been soaked in alcohol for a long time. Despite the dead of winter, he wasn't afraid of the cold in just a thin shirt.
His eyes were bloodshot and cloudy, and he reeked of alcohol as he staggered over.