“Uncle Village Head, please tell me the whole story from beginning to end. I’m too lazy to waste my breath on this old man. His mouth stinks so badly that you can smell it from far away. Ugh, I feel like throwing up my dinner from last night.”

Yan Xia covered her mouth and nose, looking extremely disgusted.

This infuriated Chen Duoliang. He immediately stood up, intending to smash the chair he was sitting on at Yan Xia, but his family was too poor, and he couldn't bring himself to do it.

The old man's verbal skills were no match for a woman's; he could only point at Yan Xia and keep saying "You—you—you—" endlessly.

Bai Lizheng never expected Yan Xia to have changed so much.

After he finished speaking, he took a step back, indicating that it was none of his business and that he was merely a witness.

Yan Xia expressed her understanding, after all, no one wanted to get into trouble, and it was already very kind of Uncle Village Head to help her.

I dare not ask for anything more.

"You beast, you dare to divorce me? I'll beat you to death today, you bastard! I haven't even settled the score with you for the death of my family's Shouguo yet. You've managed to survive until now, and you've really grown bold, now you want to take my grandson and granddaughter away? Even if you die, you'll still be a ghost of the Chen family!"

Chen Duoliang was so angry that he blew his beard and glared at his opponent.

They looked like they wanted to tear Yan Xia to pieces.

"Don't get agitated, old man. At our age, even if you die, I might not. You're practically half-buried already. Don't get so angry. Take it easy. Let's talk this out, okay? There's no point in arguing."

Yan Xia's expression was a half-smile.

"You little whore, how dare you speak to your father like that? Don't think I won't hit you just because you're a woman. I'm here now. An elder brother is like a father. If you keep spewing such vulgarities, I'll teach you a lesson on behalf of my younger brother."

Chen Shoujia, the eldest son of the Chen family, stepped forward.

He helped his father sit down.

They've set the stage for this.

Unexpectedly, Yan Xia grabbed a wooden chair and threw it at Chen Shoujia.

"Bang--"

The solid sound tells you the chair is made of solid wood.

Blood immediately streamed down Chen Shoujia's forehead.

Everyone in the room was stunned; they had never seen Yan Xia so fierce.

No one stepped forward to stop them.

That wasn't the end of it. Yan Xia picked up a chair from the ground and threw it at Chen Shoujia again.

"Bang—bang—bang—" Three consecutive blows knocked Chen Shoujia unconscious. Only then did the people inside react and begin to help fight.

Yan Xia attacks indiscriminately, punching you once, kicking you once, and then smashing you twice.

In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, everyone in the house except the village head and her children collapsed to the ground, each covered in bruises.

Even the old woman from the Zhou family and the matchmaker who were watching the play were not spared.

"I'm done hitting you, I'm tired. Let me tell you, while I'm still easy to talk to, hurry up and sign this divorce agreement, otherwise, I'll be serving you three meals a day, you know? That old hag has already damaged my brain, and who knows, someone might say something wrong and anger me. Sigh, I don't know how I got so strong, it seems that doing more work has its benefits. By the way, what if I accidentally kill someone one day? Sigh, I've lived enough of this worthless life, I'm just afraid that some people are afraid of dying."

Yan Xia sat in the chair with her legs crossed, looking incredibly smug.

"You bitch, how dare you hit me! You just wait! My three brothers from my mother's side, I'll have them beat you to death to avenge me!"

Li Rulan glared fiercely at Yan Xia.

"Looks like this guy hasn't been convinced yet. Well then, I'll treat you to a side dish. I've heard that women's tongues are the most tender. Cut it off from the root, stir-fry it, and wow, with a little wine, the taste is absolutely amazing."

Yan Xia licked her lips lightly, then pulled out a kitchen knife from behind her back—the very one she had secretly brought with her after breakfast.

Li Rulan was so frightened that she wet her pants.

"Ah—my husband, help me, help me—"

She hid behind Chen Jinbao, trembling.

It was as if Yan Xia were a murderous maniac seeking to take lives.

Seeing that the act was over, Yan Xia took the divorce papers to Chen Duoliang, cut his finger, and gestured for him to press it down.

Chen Duoliang was already terrified. He thought it best to get as far away from this crazy woman as possible. He was old and couldn't take being scared, so he quickly pressed his handprint.

That wasn't the end of it. Yan Xia borrowed the village head's paper and pen and wrote another letter severing ties.

This is proof that her children have severed ties with the Chen family.

However, when she wrote Chen Jinshou's name, her pen was grabbed. Yan Xia looked up and found that it was her youngest son who had done it.

“Mother… I don’t want to leave with you. This is my home. My surname is Chen…” Chen Jinshou didn’t dare to look into his mother’s eyes and silently lowered his head.

However, the angry scene he expected did not occur.

Yan Xia simply gave a soft "oh".

I skipped Chen Jinshou's name and continued writing.

It was as if he were dispensable.

Now it was Chen Jinshou's turn to feel bad.

Yan Xia couldn't be bothered to care. It wasn't her child. If the child wanted to come with her, she would raise it properly. If not, so be it. Who knows, maybe one day the system would come back and take her away from here.

Do whatever makes you happy—that's Yan Xia's motto in life.

After finishing writing, the letter severing ties was placed in front of Chen Duoliang. He didn't want to sign it, but the cleaver in front of him was gleaming and pointed at his eyes, as if warning him that if he didn't do as Yan Xia said, he would lose his life.

Chen Duoliang had no choice but to grit his teeth and press his fingerprint.

"Mission accomplished. Only one more person's handprint is needed. Children, pack your things and come with me to the woodshed. Jinfu, take your village headman home safely."

"Okay, Mother." Chen Jinfu pulled the bewildered village head away.

Yan Xia smiled. These Chen family members are really funny; they won't listen to reason, so they like to drink the penalty shot.

Going crazy is indeed the most effective method.

What kind of schemes are those? They're all out of the question.

She helped Chen Lishi in the woodshed to put her handprint on the paper, then put the two pieces of paper into her spatial dimension.

Regaining my freedom made me feel instantly much lighter.

When she came out of the woodshed, the Chen family was already waiting in the courtyard. They were afraid that she would take something else, but they didn't dare to go forward and look through her luggage. They could only stare at them with their eyes.

"I'm warning you, if you dare to say a word, I won't get away with it, and you won't live either. I, Yan Xiatian, am not afraid of anything. I can exchange my life for all of yours. If you're not happy, come and have a go at me, hehe."

Before leaving, she threatened them, otherwise they would be finished if they reported her to the authorities.

"Ah—why is Mother lying on the ground without any clothes on?"

Zhu Xiaohua screamed in terror, attracting the attention of everyone in the Chen family.

"What did you do to Grandma? If anything happens to her, your whole family will pay with their lives!" Although Chen Yinbao was also beaten, he was not subdued. He was just too lazy to go against Yan Xia. It would be good for him if Yan Xia left the Chen family, at least he could eat more food.

There are three spare rooms in the house, what a great thing!

But if Yan Xia beat his grandmother like this, then this is never going to end.

If Grandma dies, who will secretly give him eggs to eat?