Peaceful Farm Life

Chapter 24: Chapter 24: First Enjoy Two Rounds of Refreshment, Then We’ll Talk_1 Chapter 24: Chapter 24: First Enjoy Two Rounds of Refreshment, Then We’ll Talk_1 “Hah,” An Jing scoffed coldly, “You indeed gave birth to me, but are you sure you actually raised me? I haven’t forgotten how many years I’ve slaved away for you all, any villager can attest to how you treated me like a beast of burden, no, worse than an animal. At least animals get fed enough, but I have never had a full meal!”

“Enough,” An Jing didn’t want to prattle on, “All these years of servitude have repaid the debt of giving birth to me. Now you’ve sold me off, if you keep harassing me, I won’t hesitate to report this to the authorities.”

“Repaid?” Lin’s mother shouted, “I brought you into this world, so it’s only natural that you serve me until death! And you think of reporting to the authorities? Go ahead, I want to see if the Lord County Magistrate will also agree to someone giving away a living person to someone else for nothing!”

“Mother!” Lin An Dong tugged at the overwrought Lin’s mother. How could this be reported to the authorities? Xiao Changyi had the servitude contract in his possession. Not only would they not get the ten taels of silver, they might even end up being beaten.

Lin Ming cursed Lin’s mother for being a fool, then after a long pause, said to An Jing, “If Xiao Changyi refuses to give the ten taels of silver, then we can only tie you up and take you back. Only when he brings ten taels of silver to redeem you, can we hand you over to him.”

An Jing sneered, “To think the Clan Leader would stoop to such contemptible actions.”

Lin Ming’s face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

“Tie her up! Tie her up!” Lin’s mother agreed fervently. “Tie her up now, and wait for Xiao Changyi to come to redeem her!”

Seeing that the strongmen behind Lin Ming seemed about to make a move, An Jing gripped her stick tighter, yet her face broke into a smile, a bright smile, “Are you good citizens, or troublemakers?”

Being called troublemakers, the dozen or so people present all wanted to hit An Jing. When had they ever been scolded like this, even though what they were doing was indeed the work of bandits.

“Clan Leader!” Lin Daqiang couldn’t bear it anymore. He looked at Lin Ming, clearly signaling for Lin Ming to order the men to act.

Lin Ming took a moment to quell his anger, then stroked his goatee beard and with eyes closed, said, “Tie her.”

Before the strongmen behind Lin Ming could step forward, Lin An Dong charged at An Jing first. He had wanted to beat An Jing since yesterday, and now was the perfect chance. During the scuffle to tie up An Jing, he would give her a good beating to vent his frustration.

But who was An Jing? A modern special forces soldier. In every assessment held by the military unit, no matter the type of event, she always ranked first. Would she be afraid of Lin An Dong?

The moment Lin An Dong lunged at her, An Jing remained still, swiftly thrusting her stick towards him. The stick jabbed hard and fast into Lin An Dong’s belly, causing him to cry out in pain and immediately squat down, clutching his stomach.

Everyone was stunned, seemingly not having anticipated that An Jing would wield the stick as a weapon.

Seeing Lin An Dong beaten, grimacing in pain and drenched in cold sweat, the strongmen behind Lin Ming hesitated to approach her at first, until they exchanged glances confirming they would gang up. Only then did they charge at An Jing.

Although these strongmen were only brute force fighters, there were indeed quite a few of them, and An Jing suddenly felt a headache coming on. If she hadn’t been injured, she would have no problem taking on ten of them. The problem was, her right foot was injured, hindering her movement.

Forget it, take out a couple of them first for some satisfaction.

It was absolutely shameless. So many men trying to capture one injured woman. She couldn’t just stand there and let herself be tied up without resistin—she couldn’t do it no matter what.