Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Chapter 1153 Filial Sons and Virtuous Grandsons, Remnants of Feudalism

The workers in the audience were buzzing with discussion, many agreeing with Wang Qingfa's statement, demonstrating how deeply ingrained feudal remnants of thought have been in people's minds for thousands of years.

The man with the long face knew that reasoning with such a person was like casting pearls before swine. He came to Wu Xiufang's side and said with a smile.

“Comrade Wu Xiufang, I am the director of the heavy machinery factory. I assure you that as long as you tell the truth about your experience of being bullied and beaten, our government will protect you and will not let you be harmed.”

Upon hearing this, Wang Ade quickly climbed onto the stage and shouted loudly.

“This is our family matter. What right do you have to interfere? She’s my own wife. I can hit her if I want, scold her if I want, and she deserves to die.”

The long-faced man glanced at him disdainfully, then held up two fingers and beckoned.

The young workers below the stage were already furious and were just waiting for the leader to give the order. When the leader pointed, three young workers jumped onto the stage.

One person held down Wang Ade's head, and two others grabbed his arms. The move was so swift that the most famous jet plane of the storm period was successfully completed.

Wu Xiufang wiped away her tears. She was no longer afraid of anything. When the three men beat her yesterday, she could feel that they were going all out, which was why she was in so much pain all over her body. Now that she had already died once, what was there for her to be afraid of?

Wu Xiufang pointed at Wang Ade and burst into tears as she addressed the workers below the stage.

“I am from Jiuyushan Village. I have been married to Xiazhou Village for three years. In these three years, I have not had a full meal or a full night’s sleep. My husband, Wang Ade, gets drunk every day and either beats me or torments me until he is exhausted and falls asleep. Only then can I get up to apply medicine to myself.”

For over a thousand days and nights, I thought about dying countless times, but I didn't have the courage. Until yesterday, Wang Ade actually said that he was having an affair with Ah Xiu, a young widow from the east end of the village, and that Ah Xiu was pregnant.

My in-laws even want me to bring Ah Xiu into their home to take care of her, and then have me raise the baby after it's born. They're treating me like I'm not human at all. I'm resisting.

The three of them beat me mercilessly, beating me until I was unconscious. They tied my hands and feet and threw me into the woodshed. I struggled free and escaped to the city, hoping to find the leaders to help me.

Who knew they would catch up with me and bring me back to the city? Even if I die here today, I won't go back with them.

Lu Jianbang frowned as he watched the scene before him. This preference for sons over daughters had persisted for thousands of years. Even if he were to mobilize the entire nation, he couldn't change people's hearts and minds.

He turned to Wang Wenlin and said a few words. Wang Wenlin nodded, stood up, went to the second row and communicated with the comrades from the procuratorate and the court for a few minutes before returning to his seat and whispering to Lu Jianbang.

"Secretary, the people from the court said there's no problem. Team Leader Qin has already signed the order for them, so they know what to do."

Lu Jianbang then relaxed and nodded.

From the audience, Wang Qingfa grew increasingly angry, jumping up and down and cursing.

"You slut, you've been married into our Wang family for three years, and we've never failed to feed you properly! You can't have children yourself, and you want to end the Wang family line, of course I won't allow it!"

My son has the ability to get another woman pregnant, and the child he has is to be adopted by you, a barren hen. You're still unwilling, what gives you the right?

"You slut, someone like you would have been drowned in a pig cage back in the old days!"

Wu Xiufang suddenly turned her head to look at Wang Qingfa and said with a cold laugh.

"Yes, you did a lot of these things back in the day. You followed your master, Nan Batian, and ran rampant in the countryside, bullying men and women and committing all sorts of evil deeds. There must have been at least eight or ten people who died at your hands."

"Nan Batian is dead. You thugs changed your names and went to live in the countryside. Now you're using all those same bullying tactics on me. Wang Qingfa, Wang Lishi, Wang Ade, even though I died yesterday, I've figured it out. From now on, I will never let anyone bully me again, not even my own parents. If anyone dares to bully me, I will fight back."

She didn't use a microphone, so only the people in the front row could hear her. Even so, the words "Nan Batian" made the workers in the front row gasp in surprise.

Nan Batian's real name was Nan Xiangren, but unfortunately, he was neither kind nor benevolent. He also had another name, the King of Southern Fist. With his martial prowess, he made it so that all ships in the entire East China Sea had to pay him taxes. If they didn't pay, their ships would be destroyed and everyone on board would die.

Throughout southern Fujian, the name "Nan Batian" was enough to stop children from crying at night. On August 17, 1949, Fujian was liberated, and in May 1950, the entire southern Fujian was liberated. Nan Batian, who was about to flee to Hong Kong, was captured. His children, Nan Haifeng and Nan Fenghuang, also known as Long Juanfeng and Feng Yiming from Kowloon Walled City in Hong Kong, escaped to Hong Kong with the help of their steward.

Nan Batian was publicly suppressed, but his fearsome reputation was already etched into the bones of the Minnan people. Today, upon hearing that Wang Qingfa was Nan Batian's subordinate, the crowd erupted in uproar. When the people behind learned of this news, the entire square was engulfed in a sea of ​​rage.

This shows just how many evils Nan Batian committed and how many innocent and kind families he destroyed.

Wang Qingfa was so frightened that his face turned pale. He could no longer stand and took two steps back before sitting down on the ground with a thud. He stared blankly at Wu Xiufang and muttered something under his breath.

"How did that bitch know about this? This is it, it's all over..."

Wang Qingfa's wife, Wang Li, was trembling all over. She suddenly climbed onto the platform and lunged at Wu Xiufang, baring her teeth and claws.

"You slut, if you don't let my whole family live, I'll kill you!"

Wang Qiuju raised her foot and kicked her hard in the face. This kick sent Wang Lishi off the stage. The old woman with bound feet was less than 1.5 meters tall. It was no problem for a young woman in her twenties to deal with her.

Wang Qiuju's kick was so cool! Her mother, Li Jingxian, was beaming with joy and kept praising it to Liu Dagang beside her.

"See this? This is my daughter. I looked just like this twenty years ago. Oh my god, she's so cool."

Brother Liu, standing to the side, just grimaced, thinking to himself, "You're just like your daughter... fierce!"

Wang Qiuju put one hand on her hip, raised the other hand high to the sky, and shouted.

"Women hold up half the sky and transform the land! Comrades, bring Nan Batian's henchmen to the stage!"

"Yes!"

The workers were ecstatic. Seven or eight thugs pinned Wang Qingfa to the ground and gave him a good beating, then tied him up tightly. His wife received the same treatment. Now the whole family was on stage...