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The woman forced herself to appear calm and puffed out her chest, saying, "What do you want from me?"
"Ha!" A slightly stronger and taller woman rolled up her sleeves and rushed over, her voice booming like a gong. "I see you've gotten a bit too bold, haven't you? Just because you weren't chosen by Liu Qingxi, you're jealous. People like you aren't worth keeping; one bad apple spoils the whole bunch."
"What have I done wrong? What makes you so proud? Who knows if Liu's even going to want you!"
"What?" The burly woman was furious. How dare they curse them to be driven out by Liu Qingxi? That was practically asking for trouble.
People in this era were very superstitious, so cursing was one of the most intolerable things. The stout woman lunged forward and grabbed the gossiping woman's hair.
With a loud slap, the woman's head was knocked to the side, a clear five-finger mark appearing as her face visibly reddened and swelled.
"You damn Sun, how dare you hit me!" shouted the gossiping woman, now caught by the stout woman. "I curse your family to never have peace!"
With two more slaps, the stout woman struck left and right, silencing the gossiping woman completely.
This stout woman was Zhang Shugen's wife, surnamed Sun. She was the same age as her husband, both thirty-five. Their eldest son was about to get married, and their second son was not far behind. Life was tough for them, but when Liu Qingxi recruited workers this time, their family sent three strong laborers.
Zhang Shugen and their eldest son earned nine hundred wen a month together. In the past, that would have been considered a small fortune; now it felt like a dream come true, and they couldn't tolerate anyone undermining that.
Given her tall and strong physique, the gossiping woman stood no chance against her.
This gossiping woman was none other than Tian, Zhang Erdan's wife. Although she shared the same surname as Widow Tian, they came from the same large family but had completely different personalities.
Tian and Zhang Erdan were indeed a match made in heaven—idle and gossipy. When it came time to work, they could run faster than anyone else.
As for Zhang Erdan, he mingled with the local rascals of Ten Li Eight Villages. When he had money, he would eat and drink; when he didn't, he would just sleep at home or try his luck gambling.
They were perfect for each other; neither found fault with the other.
When they signed up yesterday, it was no surprise they were filtered out. However, she wasn't willing to accept it.
The monthly wage of three hundred wen was simply too tempting. Looking around at others who had one or two family members selected—even three or four—made her feel an intense jealousy. Why hadn’t such a good opportunity come their way? It was all the village chief's fault for not recognizing such valuable labor.
But was that really the case? No one in Village would choose Zhang Erdan; otherwise, the outcome would be predictable.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, feeling as if the silver she had almost grasped was slipping away. Tian couldn't help but complain.
However, she didn't realize her voice was too loud, and it was heard clearly by others. This was a disaster.
Zhang Shugen's wife, Sun, with her fiery temper, charged out directly.
Adding to that, Tian's curses were not complete; she wished she could skin her alive and pull out her bones.
With two strong arms gripping Tian, twisting her left and right, and delivering slap after slap, Tian was left dazed.
How could she have imagined someone would start fighting over a disagreement? Until the sharp pain hit her, she cried out, "You shameless little wretch, how dare you hit me!"
She flailed her arms wildly, grabbing whatever she could. Sun was caught off guard and had a strand of hair pulled.
Tian was fierce too; with a sudden force, she nearly ripped Sun's scalp off.
Hiss! Sun gritted her teeth in anger; the fury inside her only grew. She didn't bother with pinching or twisting; those wouldn't hurt much.
She stepped forward with her right leg and suddenly pushed against Tian's knee. With a forceful shove, Tian fell to the ground. The height and strength difference allowed Sun to easily pin Tian down.
"Today, if I don't beat you to death for your foul mouth, it won't be over."
This time it wasn't just slapping; it was real punches and kicks. Sun simply sat down on Tian, pinning her firmly so she couldn't move.
Tian's cries echoed as she lay on the ground unable to muster any strength. With Sun's heavy weight on top of her, all she could do was raise one hand to protect her face from further injury; disfigurement would be disastrous.
At first, Tian held her ground, cursing even while being beaten. But eventually, she lacked the strength to defend herself. With tears streaming down her face and snot running from her nose, she surrendered and admitted her mistakes.
"I was wrong! I won't dare again! Please stop hitting me!"
Sun had no intention of stopping immediately; she delivered a few more slaps and kicks before standing up with a victorious posture: "Tian, from now on, keep your distance when you see me."
Yes, yes! Thus, Tian nodded like a chick pecking at rice in acknowledgment: "I won't dare again!"
Her low-headed apology made others look away in disdain; Tian was just someone who bullied the weak and feared the strong.
How joyful it had been earlier when cursing others! But what happened? As soon as Sun appeared, she immediately became fearful and submissive.
The crowd was not small, but no one felt sympathy, as harboring such jealousy was truly terrifying.
Perhaps in Tian's heart, they were the objects of her jealousy, secretly plotting against her; thus, they could not muster any sympathy.
As for those who were just as talkative as Tian, they were all selfish individuals who only cared about themselves. As long as they weren't the ones being beaten or scolded, nothing else mattered.
Tian felt the loneliness and desolation of being isolated and attacked by the group. The pain in her body combined with the despair in her heart; the thick blood at the corner of her mouth had dried up, turning dark red.
She slowly got up, each step seemingly exhausting all her strength. After struggling several times, she finally managed to stand.
She stumbled away, and not a single person offered to help her.
In fact, everyone might think she deserved it. Even if Sun didn't take action, someone like Zhang, Li, or a member of the Wang family would surely step in.
Such a commotion could not go unnoticed; soon it spread to every corner of Ten Li Pu.
Liu Qingxi never expected that someone would be beaten to a pulp for such an opportunity to join the Construction Team.
At home, she had guests. In front of her stood a woman dressed in a dull yellow linen outfit, her hair tied up in a bun at the back of her head. She nervously clutched the hem of her clothes, looking expectantly at Liu Qingxi: “ Miss Liu, please let me in. I can work just as well as the men.”
“Rest assured, I will definitely not hold you back.”
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