The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space Chapter 2373: 2373: Attempted Suicide (5)

“A scholar? So what?” Guan Qingshu remained remarkably composed. Having read extensively and experienced much, his outlook was broad, and he certainly wouldn’t stoop to anger over a petty matter of dignity.

“You’re a scholar, practically an official now. And yet they aren’t flocking to show us respect…” Guan Qingyue's voice was laced with bitterness.

“Guan Qingyue,” Guan Qingshu set aside his book, regarding her with a serious gaze. “What exactly occupies your thoughts day in and day out?”

“I…”

“What contributions have you made to the villagers? Why should they seek your favor? What tangible benefit do they gain?”

“You are the scholar, the sole one in our village. You have brought honor to the village.”

“Can honor be consumed?”

“But what does Yang Ruxin possess? Why is everyone fawning over her? She…”

“Yang Ruxin provided sustenance, put money into their hands, and offered them the very hope of life!” Guan Qingshu’s expression intensified. “Why shouldn’t people be drawn to someone like that? If they were flocking to you, would you greet them with a warm reception?”

Guan Qingyue opened her mouth, but no words came out; she was unable to offer a retort.

Guan Qingshu cast a look at his sister, uttered no further words, and resumed his reading, understanding the futility of continuing the conversation.

At noon, due to the increased number of people at home, the meal was divided into three tables. Everyone, from the masters to the servants, gathered together, sharing a meal in an atmosphere of cheerful camaraderie.

As they were eating, a breathless figure suddenly burst in from outside: “Xinxin, something’s wrong, you need to go take a look.” However, before they could get closer, they were intercepted.

“What’s the matter?” Yang Ruxin inquired, looking with surprise at Feng Caie. Feng Caie was rushing over, clutching a spatula, her face smudged with flour, and two wisps of dry straw clinging to her hair.

“Your aunt… Yang Baihe is attempting suicide, and no one can stop her. Your grandfather was so enraged he spat blood…” Feng Caie paid no mind to the gazes of the onlookers. “Your second uncle was also injured, and Rusong sent me to find you…” Her face was etched with panic.

“What is all this commotion about?” Dong Wenxiu frowned, a sigh escaping her lips. “What a bother.” She then addressed Feng Caie, “If something has occurred, you should seek out the village chief, Lizheng. Our Xinxin is not equipped to handle such a situation.” Xinxin is pregnant, after all, and Agitation would be detrimental.

“Mom, I’ll go see what’s happening,” Yang Ruxin announced, rising from her seat. “It’s not a big deal.”

“I am going with you.”

“Sister-in-law, there’s no need for you to go. I will accompany Xinxin.” Yang Baixiang waved his hand dismissively. “If you go, you’ll only end up distressed.”

Dong Wenxiu did not press the matter further.

“I am going too,” Xu Zhengya chimed in excitedly, bouncing over. “Xinxin, I can help by beating people up.”

“If a real fight breaks out, leave it to me,” Du Juan stated, her gaze sweeping over Xu Zhengya. “Just do not add to the existing chaos.”

Xu Zhengya was rendered speechless in an instant. While she took pride in her martial arts skills, in the presence of the experts surrounding Yang Ruxin, they were utterly insignificant.

Upon arriving at the Yang family’s ancestral home, a scene of utter pandemonium greeted them. Yang Peili was leaning against the doorframe, supported by Yang Rusong, while Yang Baichuan, despite his injured arm, still shielded his youngest son with his other hand.

Yang Ruohuai, though visibly frightened, remained silent, not shedding a tear.

Meanwhile, Yang Baihe stood in the courtyard, brandishing a cleaver, her voice ringing out, “If you do not call off the engagement, I will end my own life!”

“Yang Baihe, can you not cease this madness?” Yang Rusong pleaded, his voice weary. “You…”

The assembled villagers, who had gathered around, were all attempting to placate her, each offering their own advice simultaneously.

“One more word from any of you, and I will kill you all before taking my own life!” Yang Baihe refused to heed anyone’s pleas.