Chapter Six: Seeking Guidance in Person
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Wang Hongbing had just arrived at his doorstep when he saw Han Xiuxia pointing her finger and cursing his mother furiously. He took two quick strides inside, grabbed a yoke in anger, and swung it toward Han Xiuxia.
Han Xiuxia dodged swiftly and ran off, seeking refuge in Chen Facai’s house. She immediately threw herself into Facai’s arms. “Brother Chen, save me!”
Facai held her tightly. “Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid. With me here, he won’t dare to harm you.”
Wang Hongbing chased inside, grabbed his wife, and was about to strike, but Han Xiuxia clung to Facai and refused to let go.
Facai pushed him hard, causing Wang Hongbing to lose his footing and fall to the ground.
Pointing at Wang Hongbing, Facai said, “Get out! No fighting in my house!”
Wang Hongbing rushed up again. “I’m hitting my wife; what’s it got to do with you? Let go of her!” he shouted angrily at Facai.
“It’s one thing if you hit her somewhere else, but not in my house,” Facai replied firmly.
“She dared to run to your house; I dare to hit her,” Wang Hongbing said, grabbing a small stool to smash it toward his wife.
“Stop!” Facai immediately stepped forward and snatched the stool from Wang Hongbing.
The two men then started pushing and shoving.
Caiyun feared they would come to blows and hurried over to intervene. “Hongbing, give your wife some face. Go home first; I’ll bring Xiuxia to you later. I hope you two can talk it out calmly. No fighting, okay?”
Wang Hongbing glared at Facai and left.
Wang Hongbing was a clever man. Though tall and sturdy, he was no match for Chen Facai in a fight. A wise man avoids immediate losses; seeing a way down, he stepped back. He had many ways of dealing with Facai.
Wang Hongbing and his wife Han Xiuxia had always had a troubled relationship, frequently quarreling and fighting.
Han Xiuxia was not only tall but also physically strong. At first, when she fought Wang Hongbing, they were evenly matched. But when Wang Hongbing got serious, she’d lose and flee to Chen Facai’s house.
Chen Facai was robust and strong as an ox; Wang Hongbing dared not confront him directly. So Han Xiuxia often sought his protection.
What Wang Hongbing found most unbearable was her frequent insults and even physical attacks on his parents. What he hated most was her seduction of his enemy, Chen Facai.
Later, rumors surfaced in the village about her and Chen Facai having conceived triplets, which only deepened Wang Hongbing’s shame.
These matters caused Wang Hongbing great pain. He could neither openly retaliate nor expose the truth, and had to cover everything up. He couldn’t afford to lose face, so he took out his anger on his wife at home.
“Xiuxia, why did Hongbing hit you again?” After Wang Hongbing left, Caiyun asked her.
“His father went to complain to him, saying I insulted them,” Xiuxia replied, still in tears.
“Did you insult them?”
“They insulted me first.”
“Your parents-in-law are elders. Go back and apologize; harmony in the family leads to prosperity.”
“They don’t act like elders at all. If I apologize, they’ll treat me even worse.”
“Wang Hongbing is a filial son. Doing this will only hurt you in the end.”
“I really have a hard fate, marrying such an unkind man. Unlike you, so lucky to be with Brother Chen.”
“You don’t appreciate your blessings. Wang Hongbing is so handsome, intelligent, cultured, and capable—a rare good man. Yet you’re still not satisfied. I don’t understand your mind at all.”
“But I don’t care about those things. I just want a man who truly loves and cherishes me.”
“You get what you give. If you treat him well, he’ll treat you well. Wang Hongbing cares about face; your sharp tongue often embarrasses him. How can he treat you kindly? You should start by changing this, okay?”
Xiuxia nodded, wiped her tears, and left.
Facai watched Xiuxia’s retreating figure and deeply admired his wife Caiyun, who had resolved the conflict with just a few words.
But what irritated him was that Caiyun had praised Wang Hongbing so much, clearly giving face to his enemy.
He said to Caiyun, “I warn you, Wang Hongbing is the enemy of the Lao Chen family, and you’re their daughter-in-law. Don’t bring disgrace to the Lao Chen family.”
“How have I brought disgrace to the Lao Chen family?”
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“What do you mean by ‘a good man hard to find even with a lantern’? You’re flattering him and tarnishing me.”
“I’m just trying to work things out for Xiuxia. Unlike you, holding Han Xiuxia tightly in your arms in front of Wang Hongbing — can you blame him for being angry? I even feel a bit sorry for him.”
“Look how scared Xiuxia was. How could I not comfort her? Besides, I did it in front of you; what harm could I do?”
“Don’t say you didn’t do anything. What about the triplets? You have a child and still deny it. If there’s nothing between you two, why would Han Xiuxia naturally run to you and cling to you?”
“That just shows we’re both honest, unlike you, who slapped Wang Hongbing in front of me but laughed behind his back. I don’t know what you’re thinking.”
“Enemies should be reconciled, not deepened. Revenge only breeds more revenge.”
“That’s a woman’s view. The grudges of generations should have long been resolved.”
Facai glared at his wife.
“Since the two elders passed away, the two families’ relations have eased somewhat. If you hadn’t done these dirty deeds, the feud would have ended. You’re the troublemaker!”
“What dirty deeds? Explain yourself.”
“Don’t pretend. If you cut ties with her, I won’t hold a grudge.”
“If you’re upright, you needn’t fear suspicion. Think whatever you want; I haven’t done anything.”
Angry, Wang Hongbing returned home, picked up a kitchen knife, and chopped it hard on the cutting board. “Chen Facai, you bastard! How dare you hold my wife in front of me? Watch out; one day I’ll chop you up!”
He then filled a basin with cold water, plunged his head in, and struggled in the water, repeatedly telling himself: Calm down, calm down!
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