Upon hearing this, Yang Lifen turned around and glared at the old woman and the eldest uncle of the Yang family. She pointed at them and cursed, "You are the living dead. You don't deserve to live. Just wait, when my mother wakes up, you will see what happens to her."

Yang Lifen was certain that it was her uncle who murdered her mother. As long as her mother woke up, the truth would be revealed. With her mother's temper, she would never let him go.

The old woman didn't believe it at all. "Stop talking nonsense. Your mother will never wake up in her lifetime." Then she looked at her second son, whose face was extremely grim. "Ai Min, I'm your biological mother. How could I harm you? You can always marry again if you lose your wife. If you break up our family, how can you live like this?"

The eldest uncle of the Yang family continued, "That's right. I've told you, a barefoot man is not afraid of a man in shoes. If you keep causing trouble for our family, not to mention you're just a deputy director, even if you're the director, I can bring you down, believe it or not?"

letter.

Who can not believe it?

This was an era where people could post big-character posters against people, falsely accuse them of corruption, and ruin their future based on mere hearsay.

As long as you are shameless enough.

Yang Aimin ignored the eldest uncle of the Yang family and stared directly at the old woman. "Haven't I supported you enough over the years? Whenever something goes wrong, you threaten us with the future of Hongmei and me, and the future of our children. We've endured it time and time again. How many gifts have been given to your family, and you're still not satisfied? What do you want this time?"

If it was just ordinary money and things, Hongmei would not have a conflict with Zhao Daya, a vulgar and greedy woman. This must be something that Hongmei could not accept.

Zhao Daya glared and cursed, "Don't talk nonsense, don't put all the bad things on me. I was in the kitchen cooking and doing things. It was your precious daughter-in-law who was not careful when walking and fell and got hurt. It has nothing to do with me."

"You're talking nonsense. I heard you scolding my mother and knocking things over. It must be you, definitely you." Yang Lifen said.

Zhao Daya was sure that no one saw this, and as long as Zhang Hongmei was unconscious, it had nothing to do with her.

"You must have evidence to support your words. You are all educated people, do you need me to teach you?" Zhao Daya said.

The old woman pretended to pat Zhao Daya and said, "Come on, stop talking." Then she looked at her second son and said, "Ai Min, don't be sad. After this is done, I will find you a wife, a young and beautiful one. Then she will give birth to two children for you. Our Yang family will be even more prosperous."

Yang Aimin sometimes doubted whether he was a child of the Yang family and whether the mother in front of him was his biological mother.

But his father looks very similar to the eldest and third sons. At first glance, they look like brothers. His face shape is like his mother, his eyes and forehead are like his father, and his blood type also matches. Anyone who sees him can tell that they are biological fathers.

His biological father, his biological mother, only had his eldest brother's family in her eyes, and desperately sucked his and his third brother's blood to support his eldest brother's family.

The third brother was cunning and refused to be a blood bag. He had always had a bad relationship with his family. His job was ordinary and he didn't earn much. So the old woman would stick the blood-sucking needle into his body and suck all the blood from him.

He also thought about resisting, but every time he started to resist, the old woman threatened him with his and Hongmei's future.

In order to keep his job and his children's future, he compromised again and again.

I never thought that it would end up like this.

Yang Lifen held onto her father's slightly trembling hand and choked up as she said, "Dad, the world has changed now. Look, those people out there who were carrying out the struggle sessions have disappeared. Big-character posters are of little use now. Dad, we're not afraid of them. Let them make trouble."

Song Yun, who was standing aside, finally understood why a deputy director could be controlled by an old woman and a reckless woman.

He is shameless and disregards family affection. He is cruel and his methods are despicable.

How can a decent person like you possibly fight against such a person?