Chapter 130: That’s Our Sixth Sister

When Fang Yuan heard that this wasn’t just a turf war over jump rope with other kids, she started to panic. She clung to the doorframe, refusing to let go—no way was she going out there. These kids were setting her up.

She couldn’t handle a big scene like this.

But someone—she didn’t even know which kid—pried her hands off the doorframe. They dragged her all the way to the entrance of the alley.

Seeing a group of street punks gathered there, Fang Yuan’s composure almost cracked. She’d always relied on the reputation of her brothers—she’d never actually done anything herself.

Besides, everyone who knew her knew she was the “Fang family tigress,” so nobody ever dared mess with her. But here, no one knew who she was.

Fang Yuan knew exactly what she was made of. These kids were going to get her in real trouble.

The kids, clueless as ever, even started shouting at the other group: “Hey! You guys better get lost! See? We’ve got someone backing us up!”

Fang Yuan wanted to slip away, but the kids surrounded her, making her look every bit the ringleader.

Across from them, a bunch of sixteen- or seventeen-year-old street punks—bullies who picked on little kids and annoyed old ladies, hated by everyone—started laughing wildly when they saw a group of little kids clustered around a big girl.

“Hey, where are you from, big girl? Who are you backing up? Come hang with us, we’ll back you up!”

Fang Yuan, raised among five “tigers” (her brothers), wasn’t totally bluffing. She barked at the kids, “All of you, get back!”

She really did take the lead. One particularly sharp kid even looked around, dashed home, and came back with a feather duster, handing it to Fang Yuan: “This works great—my mom always uses it on me.”

Not just Fang Yuan—even the street punks nearby burst out laughing, echoing what Fang Yuan was thinking: “Where’d these bratty kids come from? Get lost already!”

If Fang Yuan hadn’t been holding that feather duster, she might have looked intimidating enough to be one of the street punks herself. But with that thing in her hand, her aura was completely undercut.

Still, Fang Yuan couldn’t just stand by and let the kids get bullied. She cleared her throat and said, “Hey, don’t pick on the kids. All of you, back off.”

None of the punks took her seriously. They jeered, “Who are you? Why should we listen to you?”

Fang Yuan turned to the kids, “Do you know any of them?”

The kids, thinking Fang Yuan was amazing, stood behind her without a trace of fear and started giving her the rundown: “That one’s Liu Laosan from the next alley, that one’s Sun Si from two alleys over, and that one goes to school…”

Fang Yuan nodded. So they were all local dropouts. “You hear that? Think you can outrun us? If you don’t leave now, I’ll go talk to your parents and tell your moms.”

The street punks were stunned. “How old are you? You’re gonna tell our parents? Besides, only people who can’t fight go running to their parents. You haven’t even tried yet.”

The kids on Fang Yuan’s side wouldn’t have it. “No way, we have to teach them a lesson. Telling their parents won’t work—Sun Si’s mom always takes his side.”

Fang Yuan was about to cry. It was just her, a woman, with a bunch of kids—how was she supposed to “teach them a lesson”? Couldn’t these kids read the room? “Whose kids are you, anyway?”

She’d have to tell their parents later—these kids needed some serious guidance.

Just then, her fifth brother’s childhood friend, Wan Shun, showed up with a group of guys. He took in the scene and saw things were about to get ugly.

These were construction workers—each one could take on three or four street punks.

Wan Shun got anxious, worried his “little sister” would get bullied, and rushed over. “Sixth! What’s going on?”

Fang Yuan saw Wan Shun and his crew and finally felt relieved. “Why are you guys here? Something up?”

Wan Shun said, “Don’t worry, it’s good news. We just came to let you know we’ll be helping out at the building tomorrow. No need for you to go over early.”

Fang Yuan patted her chest in relief. “That’s really good news. You didn’t have to come all this way.”

Meanwhile, the street punks had already made themselves scarce. Compared to the kids, they knew how to read the situation—these guys looked way tougher, and this woman had clearly called in backup.

Wan Shun, having finished his business, turned to the punks. “Don’t go! What just happened here? Explain yourselves.”

With Fifth Brother not around, he couldn’t let his “little sister” get bullied. Was this neighborhood really so unsafe?

Fang Yuan tugged at Wan Shun. “It’s nothing, really. Just a bunch of kids.”

The kids, meanwhile, crowded around Fang Yuan in awe, eyes full of admiration, chanting, “Sixth Sister is awesome! She scared them off!”

Fang Yuan didn’t dare get cocky—who knew how these little troublemakers would set her up next time? “You little rascals, you’re good at stirring up trouble, aren’t you? Whose feather duster is this? Take it back. And don’t come looking for me for stuff like this again.”

The kids replied, “Don’t worry, Sixth Sister, we won’t call you unless we really need you.”

But something felt off to Fang Yuan—she wasn’t sure she could handle anything bigger than this.

Too bad the kids had already run off.

After explaining things to Wan Shun, she was fine. Wan Shun and his crew waited around until Lu Chuan came back before leaving.

Living in the provincial capital, a young woman like her still made people worry.

On Sunday, when Lu Chuan had a day off, a new legend was making the rounds in the compound—a fearsome figure called “Sister Liu.”

Lu Chuan frowned when he heard about it. “There are female gangsters in this neighborhood? Maybe we should move. I never heard about anyone like that when we moved in.”

Fang Yuan felt a strange sense of déjà vu but didn’t connect it to herself. After all, she wasn’t nearly as capable as this legendary “Sister Liu.”

Still, she couldn’t help but admire her a little. “She must be amazing, to have such a reputation as a woman. She must be really tough. As long as she’s not a gangster who tries to steal you away, we’re both women, so we’re fine.”

Then, when the young couple went out, they heard some young people greet Fang Yuan: “Sister Liu! Brother-in-law!”

Lu Chuan was confused and pulled someone aside to ask, “Wait, my wife’s surname is Fang. You’ve got the wrong person.”

A kid nearby corrected them, “It’s Sixth Sister, not Sister Liu.”

Fang Yuan finally realized why everything had felt so familiar. She waved her hands, “It’s not me, really, it’s not me.”

An old man sighed and walked over. “It’s you, all right. You’re famous for leading a bunch of kids. If this keeps up, your reputation will spread across the whole city.”

Fang Yuan felt so wronged. She was such a well-behaved person—how did she end up being called a gangster? “But I didn’t do anything!”

A kid nearby proudly spoke up for her: “My Sixth Sister is awesome. She doesn’t need to do anything—she’s got people under her, and she can call in backup.”

Lu Chuan looked at the “female gangster” beside him. “Quite the reputation you’ve got.”

Fang Yuan didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. “These little brats! Can you stop talking me up? What if I get arrested as a gangster? Wouldn’t that be unfair?”

Fang Yuan asked, “Grandpa, who’s spreading these rumors about me? Just these kids?” She couldn’t believe these kids had that much influence.

The old man couldn’t help but laugh. “And the group you scared off, too. You think they’re going to say anything nice about you?”

So, quite a few people were involved. Today’s “achievement” was really thanks to the other side.

(Thank you all for your support! Please vote for the story. Five chapters today—maybe I can keep up three a day for a while.)

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"**Chapter 131: Your Big Sis is the Legend**

The old man looked at Fang Yuan and couldn’t help but want to laugh. The girl had a unique aura that always made people misunderstand: “Alright, it’s good that a young girl like you has a bit of a reputation and doesn’t get bullied.”

Lu Chuan was feeling frustrated. How did my perfectly normal wife suddenly become some big shot? And now I’m the ‘brother-in-law’? That’s a bit hard to accept.

Lu Chuan asked, “Sixth Sis, Sister Liu, what’s going on?”

Fang Yuan, with lawsuits hanging over her head, replied, “Who knows? I don’t even know myself. Am I really that capable?”

Lu Chuan echoed, “Yeah, are you really that capable?”

Fang Yuan, ever the carefree one, said, “It’s fine. Once my fifth brother comes over, I’ll be legit.”

Lu Chuan couldn’t help but laugh in exasperation, “Seriously, there’s no need. We’re not in that line of business.” We have to move—this won’t do.

Fang Yuan said, “I’m not hanging out with those kids anymore. I helped them, and they still got me into trouble.”

Lu Chuan was worried his wife would get dragged into these things for no reason: “Yeah, you should have a word with them.”

That evening, when they got home, Lu Chuan bought some sunflower seeds and peanuts, and invited everyone out for a chat—mainly to introduce his wife.

Lu Chuan was polite and thoughtful, carefully introducing their situation: “I’m still in school, my wife has a job. She’s a good person, warm-hearted, but not very strong. If you need help with anything, you can come to me. Fights, heavy lifting, whatever—I’m your guy. My wife, that was all a misunderstanding.”

Fang Yuan wanted to give a shy smile, but just couldn’t pull it off. Standing there, her presence was undeniable. Everyone stared at her, not buying that it was a misunderstanding.

Lu Chuan sighed, “My wife’s job is a bit different, just wait a moment.”

Then he pulled Fang Yuan away to change clothes. And honestly, it did make a difference—at least she didn’t look like the local ‘Sixth Sis’ anymore.

Fang Yuan wasn’t thrilled about dressing up for others: “What’s this supposed to mean?”

Lu Chuan replied, “It’s just that no one’s seen our softer side.”

The auntie who gossiped about Fang Yuan the most immediately piped up, “Oh my, you really are a girl!”

Lu Chuan was instantly annoyed, “Auntie, that’s hurtful. Fang Yuan works hard, and I do more chores at home when I can. There’s no dividing things by gender.”

The auntie’s mouth was as sharp as ever: “Oh, please. I’ve never seen you do much. You’re a grown man, letting a woman support you. Aren’t you ashamed?”

Fang Yuan wouldn’t have it: “I may not be out there mixing it up, but I’m not someone you can push around either. What’s my man ever done to you?”

No matter what she wore, as soon as Fang Yuan spoke, her aura was undeniable.

The auntie immediately backed down, realizing it wasn’t about the clothes—it was about the presence.

She grabbed Fang Yuan’s hand: “Girl, I’m just feeling bad for you. He’s just a pretty boy, going to school while you work hard. When he graduates, will he still want you? I’m just worried for you.”

Lu Chuan was furious. What kind of neighbor tries to sow discord between a couple right in front of them?

Fang Yuan’s face darkened: “Hold it right there. What do you mean by that? Are you hoping we’ll break up? Do you have a daughter you want to marry off to him?”

That stunned the auntie—this girl really didn’t play by the usual rules.

The old man nearby couldn’t help but laugh: “No, you’ve got her wrong. She’s just got a son who doesn’t do anything proper, and she wants to find a hardworking wife like you for him.”

Everyone munching on Lu Chuan’s sunflower seeds burst out laughing. Turns out this couple wasn’t so mysterious after all.

The auntie huffed, “I’m done talking to you!” and grabbed a handful of seeds as she left.

Just then, a young man came in: “Grandpa, don’t make me sound so bad. I’m not that lazy. Don’t embarrass me in front of the girls.”

Lu Chuan quickly introduced Fang Yuan, worried there’d be more misunderstandings: “This is my wife.” No room for ambiguity here.

Everyone laughed, “We know! We came for your sunflower seeds just to meet your wife. Don’t worry, we’ll keep an eye on the kids and won’t let them spread rumors.”

The more easygoing sisters-in-law chimed in, “It was just a mess the kids got you into. Fang Yuan, right? Don’t take it to heart.”

Fang Yuan replied, “It’s fine, really. It’s not a big deal. But I probably can’t help out with this sort of thing in the future. It was kind of scary.”

The kids weren’t happy: “You’re our Sixth Sis! We all look up to you!”

Everyone saw Lu Chuan’s face change—these clueless kids couldn’t read the room. The adults quickly dragged their kids away.

Lu Chuan was still reflecting, “It’s my fault. I should’ve introduced you to everyone sooner. Then there wouldn’t have been so many misunderstandings.”

Everyone said, “It’s tough for all of us out here. We get it. It’s those kids who caused you trouble. Good thing nothing serious happened, or we’d feel terrible for you two.”

Fang Yuan added, “Exactly. They dragged me out there and even handed me a feather duster.”

The young man nearby couldn’t help but laugh, “That’s not much of a weapon!”

Fang Yuan wholeheartedly agreed, nodding, “Totally ruined my image.”

They exchanged a look and laughed—clearly on the same wavelength.

Lu Chuan quickly stepped in, blocking his wife’s view and wrapping up the gathering. That young man’s eyes were lingering on his wife a bit too much for his liking.

Lu Chuan looked at Fang Yuan: “Would’ve been better to let them keep misunderstanding. Why’d you bother changing clothes?” He’d just made things harder for himself.

In Lu Chuan’s eyes, Fang Yuan was perfect, but he still couldn’t help worrying about her.

Fang Yuan had no idea about Lu Chuan’s complicated thoughts. “Why do you keep changing your mind?”

Lu Chuan couldn’t explain his sensitive feelings.

Inside, Lu Chuan stared at Fang Yuan’s outfit, regretting his own meddling. Why let others see her like this?

Fang Yuan looked at the now-empty bag of sunflower seeds and felt a little regretful herself: “So what if they misunderstand? They call me Sixth Sis, but I’m not actually related to them. Look, the whole bag of seeds is gone. Why do you have to make things so complicated?”

Lu Chuan said, “I’m not worried about the seeds. I’m worried about them making you take the fall for them.”

Fang Yuan replied, “It’s just a few street kids—not exactly a big deal.”

Lu Chuan insisted, “Doesn’t matter what it is. At home, your brothers look out for you. Out here, you’ve got me.”

Fang Yuan was surprised—she didn’t even know why, but she couldn’t say a word.

Her heart fluttered a little as she looked at Lu Chuan, her mind going a bit blank. He seemed even more handsome today than before.

Lu Chuan said, “If you like eating them, I’ll buy more next time. Don’t worry about it.”

Fang Yuan coughed, “Ahem, shouldn’t Fifth Brother be here by now?”

For once, Lu Chuan let Fang Yuan change the subject and nodded, “Yeah, he should be here soon. Probably just finishing up some work.”

Fang Yuan said, “Once this batch of work is done, we’ll have a bit more money in our savings account.”

That topic made both of them happy. Lu Chuan leaned in, “How much?” He was interested in that too.

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"Chapter 132: The Rascal’s Tactics