The Delicate Darling with Her Rough Man-Chapter 249 - 248: Neat and Tidy

"Sweet Girl, point out which things in this room are yours, and I’ll have someone move them back for you."

Chen Beiguo spoke gently to Sweet Girl.

Sweet Girl nodded obediently.

She went into Lin Jiandong’s room first and pointed at the two largest chests.

"Uncle Chen, these are my family’s chests. My dad made them himself."

Then she pointed to a nearby table and two stools.

"These are mine too."

In addition to the large items, Sweet Girl also pulled out several articles of clothing.

"These clothes belonged to my mom and dad. I want to take them too."

The village cadres: ...

Chen Beiguo: ...

’They won’t even leave the clothes. This couple certainly has no qualms about taking things that belonged to the dead.’

Chen Beiguo was deeply vexed.

"Fine! As long as it’s Sweet Girl’s, take it all!"

After finishing in Lin Jiandong’s room, Sweet Girl went to Lin Daya and Lin Tie Dan’s room.

She rummaged around and found some clothes and small toys. The clothes were old ones that used to belong to her, all hand-sewn by her mother.

She had long since outgrown them.

But Sweet Girl took them out anyway.

Chen Beiguo didn’t say anything, but his expression darkened a little more.

Next up was the grandmother’s room. Sweet Girl pointed at the large bed, which was nearly ten feet long.

"This is ours, too."

The corner of Chen Beiguo’s mouth twitched.

He sent two men forward to move it, but they couldn’t make it budge.

This type of old-fashioned bed was huge and heavy, made from solid wood they had cut from the mountains themselves.

There was no way two people could move it.

Chen Beiguo called two more villagers over to help.

’He even wondered how Lin Jiandong had managed to move such a heavy bed here in the first place.’

In addition to these things, there were also pots, bowls, and other kitchenware, all of which Sweet Girl identified one by one.

The villagers, eager for a spectacle, didn’t hesitate to shove Jin Meifeng and Lin Jiandong aside, craning their necks to see inside.

They watched as the village cadres followed Sweet Girl on a tour of the house and then began moving things out.

The first thing moved was a wardrobe. It was quite large and took four people to carry it out.

Next was the table.

Chests.

Stools.

And finally, the large bed.

It took eight people to carry it out.

The villagers watched, dumbfounded.

Lin Jiandong had practically moved everything over except for the house itself!

He really had some nerve.

These days, people wouldn’t even give away a single green onion for free, let alone wardrobes and chests like these. Even a daughter’s dowry was rarely this extravagant.

Lin Jiandong was truly shameless.

Thinking of how a grown man like him was bullying two children like this, someone couldn’t hold back anymore.

Someone, pretending it was an accident, stomped hard on his foot, then bumped into him as they walked away.

Lin Jiandong: ...

He couldn’t take it anymore.

"WAAAH, you’re all bullying me!"

’This is too much! Everyone’s bullying me.’

After being attacked again and again, Lin Jiandong finally broke down. He burst into tears like a wronged child, throwing an arm over his eyes and wailing with his mouth wide open.

The villagers: ...

It was impossible to feel any sympathy for him; in fact, some of them wanted to laugh!

Gu Jiaojiao: ...

’A grown man who either cowers in silence or just whimpers and cries. So pathetic.’

Seeing her son being bullied, Jin Meifeng flew into a rage.

"You little scumbag! How dare you bully my son! I’ll..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she was slapped across the face by a middle-aged woman.

SLAP! The sound was crisp and clear.

"Who are you calling a scumbag? You dare curse my son? See if I don’t beat you to death!"

"You’re a whole family of disgusting lowlifes, and you still have the gall to run your mouth here? Just look at you, acting so tough."

"Bullying two little kids doesn’t make you tough. If you’ve got the guts, why don’t you fight me?"

This woman was known throughout the village as someone not to be messed with.

Gu Jiaojiao had never had any dealings with her, but even she knew of the woman’s formidable reputation.

This was Aunt Zhang from the east side of the village. She was the village’s tallest woman at five-foot-nine, with a large frame that made her taller and stronger than many of the men.

She won just by standing there.

Jin Meifeng clutched her face, wanting to speak but not daring to. She lowered her head and started wiping away tears.

The crowd: ...

The mother-son duo just stood there, wiping away their tears.

The crowd couldn’t help but turn to look at Chen Shulan.

Chen Shulan, who had been trying her best to fade into the background, saw all eyes turn to her. She glanced at Jin Meifeng and Lin Jiandong, hesitated for a moment, and then burst into tears as well.

’A family’s got to be a complete set.’