An Jiuyue chuckled. Wei Na chuckled too when it heard the conversation outside.

“Master, he’s really something! He’s rotten to the core, but they’re still helping him with his work? Are bad people the only ones who can survive in this world?”

Is he really so injured he can’t get out of bed? More like he’s lazing in bed! And these people actually believe him?

“Is that so? He can’t get up?” An Jiuyue raised her eyebrows and looked at them with a smile.

“Since he can’t get up, you can start working. Do you see the straw shed over there? It’s almost done. Help me finish building it before going into the forest to chop firewood.”

Upon hearing her words, they looked in the direction she pointed and were shocked by what they saw! Was that really a straw shed?

They were under the impression that the straw shed was small—as big as half the size of a room at most.

However, the straw shed they were looking at now was as big as the houses they lived in. Was that really a straw shed?

No, it was not the time to wonder if that was a straw shed. Instead, they had to consider how long it would take them to chop enough firewood to fill the straw shed.

10 days? Half a month?

It would be impossible for them to finish it in half a month. It would be impressive if they could fill half the straw shed in a month.

They were dumbfounded. How long would they have to do this?

However, they had to do it even if they did not want to. The Chief and the Junior Officer had stepped in. And even if they did not, they would not dare to refuse An Jiuyue since she was capable of hanging them from a tree.

Rolling up their sleeves, they decided to get started.

“Master, are you going to let it slide?” Wei Na asked.

Let it slide? Really?

“Since An Gouzi said he can’t get up, I’ll make sure he really can’t get up.” With that, she walked down the mountain.

…

The village was especially lively today. The housewives chatted and laughed over how An Jiuyue had beaten An Gouzi black and blue.

Everyone had been long annoyed by the sight of An Gouzi sneaking around stealing things in the village. They were happy someone finally dealt with him.

However, the laughter soon died down. Although An Gouzi was cured, the women felt that An Jiuyue was too ruthless.

How could a woman beat up a grown man so badly?

Even if An Jiuyue had a son, she was still a young lady. She would have to find another man to marry in the future.

However, who would be willing to marry a woman who was so good at fighting and seducing men? She could hit not only her husband but also her in-laws if she was unhappy.

“How will Jiuyue get married in the future?” Someone was worried for her.

“Whether she can get married is a side concern. Hitting people is not good, especially for women. If word gets out, our An Clan Village’s reputation will be ruined.”

The other villagers would not single out An Jiuyue specifically. Instead, they would say there was a woman from An Clan Village who would hit men. It would be difficult for any of their daughters to get married in the future.

“That’s not good. We should find time to talk to Jiuyue about it in the future.”