She was the only one who gave birth to a precious baby. The second child was a jinx, and those other little jinxes were ignored by their parents. The third child's two daughters were naturally no match for her son.

So, most of the time, any good things in the house were reserved for her son alone. She was incredibly proud of this. But now, the widow from the second son's family was stealing the show, and her in-laws and husband told her to leave it alone. She was so angry she felt like she was about to break her teeth...

"What are you fussing about?" Peng Aishan kicked his son's butt. "You're such a troublemaker the moment you start talking. Who did you learn that from?"

After being kicked, Peng Xiaoliang looked at his mother silently.

Wang Meili, who was betrayed by her son, felt a little disappointed with her.

Peng Aishan glared at his wife who was so confused. "Wang Meili, please be more polite. No matter what, even if the bones are broken, the tendons are still connected. You keep calling her a little jinx. Do you have any respect as a mother?"

"You are a woman, so behave yourself." Peng Aiqing's father blew out a smoke ring and said sternly.

Wang Juhua's face didn't look very good either, as if she was about to scold someone.

Wang Meili looked at the whole room full of people harassing her and suddenly laughed. "Second son, what's wrong with me calling you Little Jinx? Didn't you create the Big Jinx? My family avoided you like the plague, and didn't others avoid you like Jinx too? Now that Second Son is dead, you're scared, can't sleep, and regret it, right..."

She wasn't stupid. Cheng Zhenzhu's family was now well fed, had new clothes, and a new house, so she didn't believe they didn't have some ulterior motives... The Peng family didn't want to get involved, simply because they were afraid. They were afraid of that scoundrel Peng Aiqing, afraid of being criticized, afraid of the old Peng family being wiped out...

"What nonsense?" Peng Aishan's veins bulged, and he dragged the man back to the room...

Cheng Zhenzhu was naturally unaware of the Peng family's farce. The morning of the sixth day of the Lunar New Year arrived. Cheng Zhenzhu dressed the children, prepared breakfast, and went to pick them up.

His parents set out on the third night of the New Year and arrived in town on the sixth morning.

"Don't worry, Mom! We will wait for you to come back." Peng Yitiao touched his three younger brothers, sitting upright, looking like a very big brother.

"Okay, don't worry, Mom."

Peng Sandiao looked at his mother, feeling reluctant to leave. He chased her outside, hugged her and kissed her before letting her go.

"Liang kiss~" San Tiao, who returned to the house, was a little bit cocky, trying hard to make his presence felt in front of his two brothers, and then Liu Tiao spitted on his face.