QTIMP -Chapter 275 Character Persona – Violent (Part 3)

Only then did Si Qiu stop the whip that had been lashing through the air. With a flick of her wrist, the whip obediently coiled around her waist several times, its ends fastening together. From the grip hung several leather tassels.

The seven-foot whip was specially made. Wrapped around her waist in layers, it looked like a four-foot-wide leather belt. To the inattentive eye, it even looked like an accessory, making Si Qiu’s waist appear even slimmer.

But anyone who noticed the swaying tassels couldn’t help but shrink back.

Even among her peers—or the younger generation—anyone who had ever made a mistake in front of her had rarely escaped that whip.

Then they glanced again at Fourth Sister-in-law lying miserably on the ground.

Everyone instinctively pulled their necks back a little.

“What’s going on? Sixth Uncle and Sixth Aunt’s funeral was just finished. What are you all doing gathered here causing trouble?”

When Si Qiu heard the village head speak, tears began falling like beads from a broken string. She pulled out a handkerchief, covering her mouth as she sobbed.

She already had a delicate and pitiful appearance. Now, with tears streaming down her face like pear blossoms in the rain, even though everyone had just seen her wielding the whip with overwhelming force, they still couldn’t help but feel a bit of sympathy.

“Today, Fourth Sister-in-law came over. I thought she was like the other sisters-in-law, just here to persuade me.”

“Who knew that not long after she sat down, she told me to marry her son, Dongliang, and that their whole family would move in with me.”

“Is this what you call trying to take advantage of an orphaned household? If it were outsiders, I wouldn’t even bother saying anything—but this is my own cousin!”

“Before the bodies of my parents are even cold, someone is already trying to scheme for their property… sob sob sob!”

The village head was the eldest son of this branch of the Chen clan. Raised with a strong sense of clan responsibility, his face immediately darkened upon hearing this.

“Fourth family, do you not take our Chen clan seriously? Putting aside the fact that you two are from different generations, don’t forget Sixth Uncle and Sixth Aunt already said this clearly at the ancestral hall last New Year’s.”

“If the old couple passed away and Brother Zuozi returned, then everything in the household would belong to him. If he did not return, then everything would belong to Qiuqiu.”

“From that moment on, Qiuqiu became a daughter of the Chen family. Marriage arrangements follow that rule.”

“The clan elders and I, as the village head, will make the decision. All of you better put away those little schemes of yours.”

Those who had harbored small thoughts all lowered their heads after being shouted at like this.

Indeed, Sixth Uncle and Sixth Aunt had been knowledgeable people. During last year’s New Year, when offerings were made at the ancestral hall, they had publicly declared this arrangement.

But everyone also knew Sixth Uncle had ability, and there must have been money left behind—on top of such a large estate of three main rooms and four side rooms. Who wouldn’t be tempted?

However, after today’s incident, most people had already given up those thoughts.

This girl Si Qiu was not someone to mess with. Saying she killed without blinking would be an exaggeration, but quite a few “devils” had died at her hands.

The Fourth family… this time they had really learned their lesson.

Fourth Sister-in-law still refused to accept it. “Why? Just because she’s a girl? And she’s not even truly from the Chen family—why should she inherit such a big house and property?”

“She’s already so old. If someone is willing to marry her, she should be burning incense in gratitude!”

At this, everyone turned to look at Si Qiu. Indeed, she looked delicate and young, but in reality she was already twenty-seven. In an era where people married at fifteen or sixteen, her age was indeed considered quite old.

Before the village head could speak, Fourth Brother Chen slapped her hard across the face.

“You’re eyeing property from another branch and you still think you’re in the right?”

Chen Siniang burst into loud sobs.

“You heartless man! You’re hitting me in front of everyone and taking that little hussy’s side! I gave birth to two sons and two daughters for you—how can you treat me like this?!”

Chen Laosi’s face flushed red with anger.

“This is Chen Family Village, not your Zhangjiawa! The ancestral hall has already decided this matter after consulting the ancestors. And you still dare to go against it? If you can live here, then live. If you can’t, get back to your maiden family!”

Hearing this, Chen Siniang quickly swallowed her cries.

Go back? Where could she even go back to? Her elder brother’s grandson was already about to marry, and there was hardly any place left for her in her natal family.

“Alright, Fourth. Take your wife back home quickly.”

Then the village head continued loudly, “I’ll say this one more time here. In Chen Family Village, let alone widows with children, even women who return after divorce are never allowed to have their property seized! Whoever dares to break this ancestral rule, I, Chen Laoda, will not let them off!”

“And all of you—tomorrow you start work. Instead of going home to prepare, you’re standing here watching the show? Do you think the workload isn’t heavy enough?!”

The village head was not only the leader of the village, but also the eldest son of the Chen clan’s main branch. His authority in Chen Family Village was extremely high. With his shout, everyone quickly scattered.

He stood at the doorway and said a few more words of comfort before leaving with his hands behind his back. Among the villagers, his family had the most contact with Sixth Uncle’s household, and he knew very well that Si Qiu was not someone easy to bully.

The village head’s wife, Sister-in-law Chen, stayed behind and patted Si Qiu’s hand to comfort her.

“Qiuqiu, don’t worry. In our Chen Family Village, there’s no such thing as ‘taking a widow’s property.’ That’s something our women and daughters fought hard to establish with their own strength. So don’t worry. If anyone ever has such thoughts again, just come to me.”

What she said was true. Chen Family Village was one of the few villages in the area that treated its women well. At the same time, the women of Chen Family Village were all strong and tough.

At home they raised children, washed clothes, and cooked; in the fields they worked the land, and when necessary, they could even fight bandits and resist enemies.

With or without men, they could either live a peaceful, happy life or hold up an entire household on their own.

Si Qiu, teary-eyed, thanked Sister-in-law Chen and went over the funeral expenses with her, paying off the remaining debts.

After seeing her off, Si Qiu finally relaxed—another matter resolved.

In this reincarnation, the original body had extremely high combat ability, so she didn’t need to restrain herself. Anyone who provoked her got a lesson, and she herself felt relieved.

After eating dinner under the oil lamp, she went to bed and checked her spatial storage again. Every time she looked at it, a sense of satisfaction rose in her heart.

Not long after falling asleep, Si Qiu was suddenly awakened by a dull banging sound.

She opened her eyes, still groggy for two seconds, then immediately sat up.

Quietly, she got out of bed, put on her shoes, and went to the window.

Outside, the moonlight was dim, but she could still make out a shadow inside the courtyard wall.

A cold smile appeared on Si Qiu’s face. She picked up a rolling pin from the bedside—she had plenty of weapons in her space, even a few magical artifacts from the cultivation world.

But she couldn’t kill someone outright. Injuring them, however, was no problem.

She moved quietly to the door, lifted the bolt, and stood to the side holding the rolling pin.

The dark figure slowly approached, breathing heavier and heavier.

The wooden door creaked open slightly. The intruder froze, hesitating for a long time. Realizing there was no sound inside, he pushed the door further.

One foot stepped in, then his whole body.

Just as he was about to turn back and close the door—

A heavy blow struck his back.

He let out a scream, and then came blow after blow. He rolled on the ground, howling in pain, but no matter how he tried, he couldn’t escape the raining strikes.