Several houses nearby lit up their lights one after another, and the men all put on their coats and came out with lanterns to see: "What's going on?"
"There's a thief in the house!" Xia Qianqian answered loudly, calmly without any panic.
Several lights illuminated the small thatched house. The thatched house was small and narrow, and the situation was clear at a glance.
Father Jiang was still unconscious, half of his body was inside the house, and half of his body was outside. Jiang Li covered his broken hand and cried out: "My hand is broken, it's broken..."
Staying up late at night, the father and son went to a widow's house. Everyone knew what they were up to. Yang Neng angrily asked loudly, "Jiang Li, what are you doing?"
"I, we..." Jiang Li was in so much pain that he was sweating and couldn't speak clearly.
"I heard a thief coming in the middle of the night, so I picked up a stick and started beating him. I didn't expect it to be the father and son of the Jiang family." Xia Qianqian flexibly turned her wrist, pointed the stick at Jiang Li, and asked sternly, "Tell me, what are you doing sneaking into my house in the middle of the night?"
"We are just passing by!" Jiang Li would certainly not admit that he came here to do anything bad.
Yang Neng said, "Nonsense, how can you just pass by someone's house? You obviously have other intentions."
"Their family is so poor, what is there to steal?" Jiang Li was dissatisfied.
Yang Neng said: "What if you are the target of a plot?"
"Nonsense, who cares about them?"
"Then what is this?" Xia Qianqian picked up the incense on the ground and showed it to everyone, "If I hadn't been alert, I would have been knocked out long ago. Tomorrow morning, the villagers will only see me and my mother hanging ourselves!"
The evidence was conclusive, but Jiang Li was too young to remain calm and could not answer. He looked anxious and his eyes were evasive.
"I might as well tell you, since I, Xia Qianqian, dare to bring my mother and sister back to the village, I have the confidence to gain a foothold in the village! No matter what kind of jackals, tigers or leopards they are, I am not afraid of them! Come one, I will beat one; come two, I will beat a pair!" Xia Qianqian announced loudly, her voice was cold enough, her confidence was strong enough, and her momentum was strong enough.
In front of all the villagers, Xia Qianqian knocked the stick hard on the ground. With a snap, the stick, as thick as a forearm, broke into two pieces.
Jiang Li shuddered in fear, and felt as if the stick had hit his hand. His hand hurt even more...
When the villagers saw what happened to the Jiang family father and son, they all stood in awe of the little girl: What great strength! What a wild and majestic demeanor!
At this moment, Jiang's father woke up, got up, touched the back of his head and cursed: "Who dares to hit me?"
"I." Xia Qianqian replied crisply.
Father Jiang was stunned for a moment, looked at the scene, and asked Jiang Li in disbelief: "Did she really hit him?"
"Dad, it's her, my arm is broken..." Jiang Li cried.
When Father Jiang saw his son's hand, he almost fainted: "Xia Qianqian, you little bitch..."
Xia Qianqian picked up another stick from the ground and walked forward with it menacingly. Father Jiang stepped back subconsciously: "What are you doing, you little bitch!"
"Who are you calling a little bitch?" Xia Qianqian's stick was already pointing at Jiang's father's nose.
Father Jiang was used to being so powerful, and he was furious after falling down on a little girl. He raised his hand and grabbed the stick, saying sternly: "I'm scolding you! Little bitch, little bitch..."
Xia Qianqian pulled out the stick violently, swung it backhand, and hit Jiang's father's leg.
“Ouch—”
Father Jiang jumped up in pain and flew very high.
"I'll ask you again, who are you calling a little bitch?" Xia Qianqian asked, waving a stick.
Her thin body exuded an incomparable aura. The cold moonlight shone on her, adding a bit of chilliness.
"I just scolded you!"
Xia Qianqian swung out another stick without saying a word.
(End of this chapter)