Miss Village Beauty 786, Main Text 786 My Iron Palm Is the Evidence 786 Chapter My Iron Palm Is the Evidence "Mother, that young man Lu Yun has knocked down the wall of the bathroom and is about to give you a good scolding—wah-wah-wah!" Just as Lu Yun had shouted at Wang Er's mother, a series of murmured, slightly awkward sounds—neither quite comfortable nor quite enthusiastic—rose from Wang Er's courtyard. Wang Er seemed to have found his salvation, struggling to rise, shouting loudly, "I told you to call me!" Lu Yun kicked him down again with one foot and then promptly retreated back into his own bathroom. "Lu Yun silently exclaimed, "Grandma, I've told you many times that Wang's second son has a habit of secretly watching women using the restroom—yet you still didn't believe me! Now he's been caught watching you, and your wall's been poked full of holes just from your knocking—it's all you can do to stand there and complain!" "Heartlan, you don't know how formidable Wang's mother is. We should just hide for now and wait until my aunt returns before we confront her," said Lu Yun, pulling Iron Heartlan's arm and heading toward the restroom exit. In truth, Lu Yun himself was deeply embarrassed—though he had thoroughly inspected the restroom inside, he couldn't recall how Wang's second son had even managed to sneak in. Iron Heartlan gave Wang's second son a sharp glare as he lay on the ground, then prepared to follow Lu Yun out. Just then, she felt an urgent need to use the restroom—only to find herself in this awkward situation, and now she'd have to find another hidden spot to go again. "Zhao's son, you knocked someone down and now you're just trying to walk away?" As Lu Yun and Tie Xinlan were just about to step out of the bathroom, a voice from behind—annoying beyond words—suddenly broke in: “Mother, look at how they’ve damaged this wall! How are you supposed to use the bathroom now?” Wang Er, whose eyes had now regained some clarity, still showed slight redness and swelling in the one eye that had been cleaned by Lu Yun’s urine. Upon hearing his mother’s words, he suddenly pushed himself up from the ground, adding fuel to the fire: “This young man has already ruined the wall—now he wants to damage your lips too! What a shame!” “Shut up! Look at your pathetic condition—how could you be so easily defeated by a child? It’s no wonder you’ve never found a wife. If I were you, I wouldn’t marry someone so timid.” With those words, a woman appeared in the bathroom—appearing only in her late fifties, well-proportioned, with a gentle expression, and walking with a slight sway and a graceful, yet unsteady gait. She was none other than Wang Er’s mother, the very woman whose complaints and complaints had become legendary throughout the village. Since marrying Wang Er’s father at "Grandma Wang looked at Lu Yun with her bright, spring-like eyes, a mysterious smile playing at her lips, seemingly completely unconcerned about the wall that had been punctured. After her gaze lingered on Lu Yun's face, it settled upon Iron Heart Lan, and her heart was filled with an indescribable awe—how beautiful she was! Even as a woman, Grandma Wang was not merely moved by Lan's beauty; her pulse quickened and her breath momentarily stalled. 'Mom, look at how Lu Yun kicked me!' 'Shut up! Go back to your room yourself—don't you think you're already embarrassed enough!' Grandma Wang barked sharply, and Wang Er immediately trembled, stepping out of the bathroom with a hushed embarrassment. As a mother, she couldn't help but know her son's odd habits—clearly, he had been secretly watching this exceptionally beautiful young lady while she was using the restroom, which had prompted Lu Yun to accidentally pierce the wall. 'Lu Yun, did you damage this wall?' To her surprise, the elderly Mrs. Wang—usually sharp-tongued and unyielding—did not immediately launch into a tirade against Lu Yun. Instead, she spoke with a smile, though there was an unmistakable, slightly irritating undertone to it. Lu Yun felt his every hair stand on end under her gaze. This old woman’s eyes were so sinister—her scrutiny made even his stiff rod feel like it might rise to its feet. Good heavens, he didn’t particularly enjoy heavy-duty, intense moments. At this moment, having regained her natural appearance, her inner state had also changed. Upon hearing the old lady's words, she smiled gently and said, "Why should I deceive you? On the contrary, you should take good care of your rather clumsy son. This time I've tapped the wall; next time, I might just smash his head like a watermelon." The old lady was taken aback—such boldness from a young woman from a distant village was rare indeed. There weren't many like her who dared speak so frankly before her. A surge of anger rose within her, yet upon seeing Ironxin Lan's radiant and beautiful face, she smiled and said, "My dear, you shouldn't say things quite like that. What has my second son done to you?" "Lu Yun has Fei Xinlan by his side, so he steadied his courage and stepped forward to say, 'I'll go home and ask my younger brother about it—how utterly shameless he is! He actually sneaked a look at Xinlan sister while she was using the restroom. I haven't yet settled the matter about him peeking at Xiaoman sister last time, and now he's done it again with Xinlan sister. That's what makes him feel lighter, (5)." Grandmother Wang had patience with Fei Xinlan, but that didn't mean she shared the same patience with Lu Yun. She gave a cold laugh, hands crossed over her waist, saying, "Lu Yun, then tell me precisely—how did my younger brother manage to sneak a look? What evidence do you have that my younger brother peeked at this young lady using the restroom? Our two households' restrooms are right next to each other. Does that mean we're allowed to use them while your brother has to hold his breath?" Lu Yun was at a loss for words. If he needed evidence, the small holes in the wall were the most convincing—his own successful ambush of Wang Er using urine was ample proof. Yet now, those very holes had been turned into dust and rubble by a single palm strike from Iron Heart Lan. With nothing else to show, it was clear that the old lady had noticed this. "Bring out your son-in-law," Lu Yun roared. "You're clearly embarrassed now—when you're out of arguments, you always resort to shouting like a madwoman." Before Wang's lady had finished speaking, Iron Heart Lan stepped forward, delivered another palm strike, and instantly created a fresh, though smaller, hole in the wall. She then raised her voice coldly to Wang, saying, "My iron palm is the evidence. Bring out your son-in-law, or I'll send him to the ground with one palm strike." ... Rural Beauty 786, Main Text 786. My Iron Palm Is the Evidence – Updated!