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Chapter 2517: Your name is Jia Donglu?

The cold winter gradually fades away,

The icicles outside the window also fell down.

Stretching his shoulders, Lu Yan practiced martial arts over and over again in the yard.
From Hongquan to Pigua, Baji to Xingyi, Tongbei to Bagua, Lu Yan is proficient in everything.
After every meal, Lu Ling would bring her small stool and sit at the door, watching her brother practice boxing.

With both hands together, Lu Yan suppressed his breath, feeling the blood boiling.
"call!"

Looking at her brother who was letting out a long breath, Lu Ling tilted her head and said, "Brother, what did you just hit?"

"Baguazhang!"

Smiling, Lu Yan turned around and looked at Lu Ling and laughed.

Just as Lu Yan finished speaking, a figure came running over from a distance and shouted, "Brother Yan, something big happened. Sister Luhua was beaten by the Qin family. Uncle Six is ​​calling the people in the village to come over!"

"What? The people from Qinjia Village are so bold? They dare to fight against my Lu family?"

Hearing this sentence suddenly, Lu Yan quickly picked up the carrying pole beside him and left.

Looking at her brother's appearance, Lu Ling shouted, "Brother, be careful!"

"Okay, I got it. Don't run around at home, Ling girl!"

Turning to look at his sister Lu Ling, Lu Yan couldn't help but give instructions.

"I got it, brother!"

Looking at her brother's back, Lu Ling waved goodbye.

In the village, it is normal for the two sides to fight each other.

After all, there are times when the upper and lower teeth collide with each other.

Qinjia Village is not far from Lujia Village, and the two sides are at most ten miles apart.
But it is precisely because of the distinction between upper and lower levels that the issue of water use becomes critical.
Lu Yan's predecessor had been fighting with the people of Qin Village since he was sixteen years old.
As for the fact that Uncle Six gathered people in the village this time, it was probably because Sister Luhua, who had just married, came home and complained about her grievances!
Generally speaking, a married daughter is like spilled water, and her parents rarely pay attention to her.

But it’s different in Lujiazhuang. Their ancestors fled here from the south. They are from the same clan, so they must be more united outside!
What's more, we are in an unfamiliar place, so we naturally support and help each other.

Compared to the clan concept in the north, the south is indeed more cohesive here!
Just when Lu Yan arrived at the avenue, he saw a huge group of people had gathered.
Looking at his third uncle Lu Jianguo, Lu Yan hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Third uncle, what's going on?"

"During the Chinese New Year, your sister Luhua brought two kilograms of bacon. She originally planned to bring back twenty kilograms of corn flour when she came back to show off. But the son-in-law of the Qin family came and wanted to borrow food. Luhua refused, so he slapped her in the face. This was originally a small matter, but Lu Xiong happened to go to see his sister, so there was a conflict, and his son-in-law beat Lu Xiong. Can our Lu family tolerate this?"

Looking at Lu Yan, Third Uncle Lu Jianguo began to explain.
After listening to his uncle's explanation, Lu Yan couldn't help but stand there in a daze.

What kind of person must this son-in-law be to run to his father-in-law's house to borrow food and even beat up his sister-in-law's younger brother!

Jia Dongxu: That’s me!

Lu Yan: You are dead, I said it!
Coming from Lujiazhuang to Qinjia Village, the momentum of one or two hundred young and old men immediately made Qinjia Village alert.
When Qin Baomin, the village chief of Qinjia Village, saw this scene, he immediately came over with his men and asked, "What's going on? Are you guys in Lujia Village crazy? It's not time to grab water yet, right?"

"Qin Baomin, get out of here. I'm not here to see you today. Tell Qin Bao to bring his son-in-law out here. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

Looking at Qin Baomin angrily, Lu Jianguo, the village chief of Lujiazhuang, yelled,
"Qin Bao's son-in-law?"

Looking at the villagers behind him, Qin Baomin's face was full of astonishment.
But at this moment, a villager nearby stepped forward and said, "Village Chief, this is what happened. Qin Bao's son-in-law beat up Lu Laoliu's son."

"What the hell is going on!"

After hearing the whole story, Qin Baomin showed an embarrassed look on his face and said, "Go, find someone to call Qin Bao's family over!"

You know, Lujiazhuang is well-known in Changping for protecting its own people.

Now that Qin Bao's son-in-law had done something like this, he had to give an explanation. It was up to both parties to deal with it. After waiting for a few minutes, Qin Bao came over with his daughter and son-in-law, as well as his two sons.
Seeing Lu Hua's aggrieved face, Lu Laoliu came forward with a face full of anger and said, "Qin Bao, my daughter married your son, and you treat her like this?"

"My dear, this matter."

Looking at Lu Laoliu, Qin Bao's face was also very embarrassed at the moment.
Because his palms and backs were made of flesh, he had no idea what to do.
I originally thought that Lu Xiong was a junior and that if he was beaten, at most his in-laws would come to hold him accountable. Who would have thought that Lu Laoliu would bring people over directly?
Looking at the Lu family members holding various "farming" tools in front of him, Qin Bao also had a headache.

In those days, there was no such thing as calling the police after beating someone up. They would just beat him to death and bury him in a grave.
Neither village will report it.

"Don't bother talking to me so much, just hand them over. Whoever touches my brother and sister!"

Looking at Qin Bao's expression, Lu Yan knew that the other party must be trying to argue.
But now that they are here and their own family members have been beaten, what will happen if they don’t teach the people of Qinjia Village a lesson?

"How can a junior like you talk here? Go to the back!"

Looking at Lu Yan, Third Uncle Lu Jianguo couldn't help but glare at him.
Holding the carrying pole in his hand, Lu Yan squatted on the ground with a speechless look on his face.
"Brother Yan, can you roll one?"

Coming close to Lu Yan, Lu Xiong handed him the rolled cigarette.
As the leader of the younger generation of the Lu family, Lu Yan took the cigarette and lit it with a match.

"call!"

Thick fog came out of his mouth, and Lu Yan looked at Lu Xiong beside him and said, "Who was that bastard who hit you just now?"

"That's it, Brother Yan!"

Pointing at the man standing next to Qin Bao, Lu Xiong's eyes showed resentment.

"Dongxu, why don't you go out and apologize! Otherwise, the Lu family will definitely not let you go!"

Looking at his son-in-law beside him, Qin Bao was also very embarrassed at the moment.

Because he knew that if the people from Lujiazhuang came, they would definitely not go back without getting anything.

But my son-in-law is a city dweller. If I can't get angry with him, what will I do if my daughter suffers in the future?
"Dad, they are doing this too!"

Seeing Lujiazhuang's relentless attitude, Jia Dongxu seemed to realize how much trouble he had gotten himself into.

Because that little bastard, who seemed to be running away in a panic after being beaten, actually went to get help secretly!
Qin Bao's daughter walked out of the crowd and said with tears in her eyes: "Uncle Lu, there are four of us in the city, and three of us are not rationed. This is..."

"Fuck, this woman looks familiar to me!"

Looking at Qin Bao's daughter in shock, Lu Yan was immediately stunned.

"Ah? She looks familiar. Isn't that Qin Bao's youngest daughter, Qin Huairu? She was a popular girl in the area back then. Brother Yan, why don't you recognize her?"

Looking at Lu Yan's expression, Lu Xiong on the side began to explain.

"Qin Huairu?"

Hearing this sentence suddenly, Lu Yan suddenly realized: "Then her husband must have cheated on Jia Dong!"

"What Jia Donglu? That bastard is called Jia Dongxu!"

Hearing Lu Yan's words, Lu Xiong quickly defended himself.
But just when Qin Huairu was pretending to be pitiful, Lu Yan threw the finished hand-rolled cigarette on the ground and said, "Fuck, you're called Jia Donglu, right?"

"Jia Donglu?"

Looking at Qin Huairu in amazement, many people looked at the man in work clothes.

With eyes wide open, Jia Dongxu said angrily: "My name is Jia Dongxu!"

(End of this chapter)