Rebirth: I became rich by farming

Chapter 658: Chapter 658: Dare to Do but Not to Admit It? (4/5)

"So, what happened next? How badly did he hit you? Where did he hit you? Come on, speak up and let us know," Fan Tianyu asked very calmly.

Wang Qiuhe said with an agitated face, "Chenchen kicked me from behind, and Zhenzhen even twisted my arm. She almost broke it. Mom, they really hurt me; you must teach them a lesson for me."

Fan Tianyu frowned and interrupted, "Wait a minute, answer my question first: Zhenzhen and Chenchen both hit you, and you said it hurt a lot. Let’s not talk about Zhenzhen for now; you’re saying you felt pain from a child like Chenchen hitting you? You’re pathetic. A teenager getting hurt by a kid and then running to tattle. And after you tattle, do you expect your parents to go and hit a child who’s not even six years old? Your family must be really proud."

Fan Tianyu immediately checked the potential actions of the two adults who might become aggressive. You can get physical, but it’s a big problem if two adults lay hands on a child under six. Moreover, the key point is, "You just complained that we all bullied you, but why did you only tattle on this brother and sister? Why didn’t you say a word about what we did? Is it because you know my mom would back us up, while Zhenzhen and Chenchen have no one to defend them? So you sidestepped us first in your story."

Wang Qiuhe was choked by these words; it wasn’t that she didn’t want to complain about the two of them, but one tends to pick on the softest target when solving problems, and obviously, that meant starting with those without backing.

If one needed an example of Wang Qiuhe’s character—timid and a bully—it was on full display here.

And it wasn’t just them; everyone found Wang Qiuhe’s behavior annoying. As no one knew what to say, Mei Yongan and his wife knocked on the door, temporarily pausing the tense atmosphere inside. However, upon entering, they could still feel the unusual tension. Mei Yongan asked, "What’s going on here?"

At this moment, everyone’s expression was somber, except for the loudly crying Wang Qiuhe, forming a stark contrast with them. Mei Yongan honestly didn’t want to ask, but standing in silence wasn’t an option, so he said, "Qiuhe, what’s the matter with you? Why are you crying now?"

"Dad, Qiuhe said that Zhenzhen and Chenchen beat her up, and she started crying after seeing her aunt," Mei Mengcheng’s message was simple: she didn’t cry earlier and didn’t cry later, but cried as soon as her mom arrived, which obviously meant she was telling tales. But as for the accusation that the siblings hit Wang Qiuhe, not just Mei Mengcheng but no one present believed it.

Seeing no one believed her, Wang Qiuhe grew anxious. She looked at Mei Mengzhen with a challenging face and asked, "Zhenzhen, you know in your heart whether you hit me or not. Do you dare to admit it?"

Mei Mengzhen said, "Of course, I dare to admit what I did. What I’ll admit is that I didn’t hit you."

Her response confused Fan Tianhua, who was also involved. Was Mei Mengzhen planning to vehemently deny her involvement, or did she have some other plan? Fan Tianhua didn’t quite understand at the moment, so he refrained from speaking lest he disturb her plans.

But to Mei Mengzhen, what they did just then didn’t really count as a fight. Yes, she was going to be pedantic again: what’s a fight? It’s mutual combat.

What’s mutual combat? It involves two or more people physically assaulting one another—that would be a fight.

In the case of Wang Qiuhe, Mei Mengzhen didn’t hit her; she merely twisted her wrist, and the reason for doing so was because Wang Qiuhe made the first move. Mei Mengzhen couldn’t just stand there and take a beating, right? Even tracing back to the very beginning, she had done nothing wrong. If Wang Qiuhe hadn’t started it, she wouldn’t have had to twist her wrist.

As for Mei Mengchen, yes, he did kick her. But think about it, you’re a 16-year-old girl who got kicked by a child of six and then cried to the adults; aren’t you ashamed?

Most importantly, Wang Qiuhe had asked if she admitted to hitting someone, not about Mei Mengchen. Indeed, Mei Mengzhen hadn’t hit anyone.

Wang Qiuhe had anticipated that Mei Mengzhen would deny it, but hearing her say it aloud still filled her with disbelief and anger, "You, you, you dare to act but not to own up?"

"What I’ve done, I certainly dare own up to. But tell me, what have I done to you? Did I hit you? We merely wrestled with our wrists, and I hurt you – does that count as hitting you? Besides, you were the one who started it," Mei Mengzhen retorted.

At this point, Fan Tianhua got the picture, "Right, did they even fight? It was just a wrist twist after all. Even though it was Mei Mengzhen getting the better of Wang Qiuhe, that doesn’t count as fighting. And how does a twist of the wrist translate to being hit?"

Fan Tianhua then asked her, "If you’re so certain that these kids hit you, where are the injuries, the marks? Being hit without injuries or marks doesn’t make sense; you need to provide some evidence. It’s perfect timing since your parents are here, we can all look together and be witnesses."

But how could there be any marks? Mei Mengzhen had only twisted her wrist, using finesse rather than brute force, which wouldn’t cause muscle or bone injury, much less leave any marks.

Just as Wang Qiuhe was about to speak up, Mei Mengzhen interrupted, "Qiuhe, think before you speak," and pointed toward the upper corner of their master bedroom, saying, "There’s a camera there, don’t think you can just make things up without anyone knowing."

Wang Qiuhe involuntarily looked toward the direction Mei Mengzhen pointed, but she didn’t see any surveillance equipment and instinctively felt that Mei Mengzhen was setting her up, "Where’s the camera? You’re making things up."

"Why are you getting nervous?" Mei Mengzhen asked.

"I’m not nervous," Wang Qiuhe replied defensively.

Their exchange might seem mundane, but it raised red flags to everyone else present, particularly around Wang Qiuhe.

Yet Wang Qiuhe failed to realize this and, because she hadn’t seen the camera, began to get a bit more aggressive, "Where’s the surveillance? You said there was one, didn’t you? Show the footage to everyone, let them see for themselves whether you hit me or not."

In saying this, Wang Qiuhe was somewhat bluffing. Despite the commotion and seeing no camera herself, she couldn’t shake the notion that Mei Mengzhen might be tricking her; knowing how cunning Mei Mengzhen could be, the more Wang Qiuhe thought about it, the more convinced she became.

But about that camera—there really was one in the house, a hidden camera installed according to Mei Mengzhen’s request. It was indeed in the direction she pointed to, not mounted on the wall but inside the air conditioning unit. If one looked carefully, they would notice that the vents of their air conditioner were always open. Furthermore, the only people who ever turned off the air conditioner were Mei Mengzhen, Fan Tianyu, and Fan Tianhua.

If someone else turned it off, she or they would turn the vents back on. The camera needed to be recording at all times, without any downtime.