As Li Chunmiao said this, the entire Wang family looked expectantly at Zhou Jingyun and Zhao Cuihong.

However, before the two could even speak, Zhou Taohua jumped in and objected:

"Why should I?"

My older brother wouldn't even adopt me, so why should he adopt Wang Dabao?

Zhou Dujuan, also looking displeased, started cursing at the Wang family: "What kind of adoption is this? What if he grows up to be an ungrateful wretch like his father?"

To be honest, Zhou Dujuan didn't like Wang Dabao at all.

She went to take care of her older sister when she was about to give birth to Wang Dabao, and she also took care of her during her postpartum period.

She knew how much of a torment this boy was; he wasn't nearly as easy to raise as Daya and Erya.

Most importantly, when her older sister was in confinement after giving birth to Wang Dabao, Wang Daniu had an affair with a widow in the village. When her older sister caught him, he even beat her up.

That was the first time she saw her older sister get beaten up, and Wang Daniu's fierce face was etched into her mind.

Whether it's misplaced anger or something else, she just can't bring herself to like Wang Dabao.

She had a vague feeling that her older sister also had some kind of... feeling towards Wang Dabao.

Hearing what the two Zhou daughters said, Li Chunmiao didn't dare to get angry. Instead, she smiled and said, "Oh, Peach Blossom and Azalea, you're still young and don't understand the hardships of having children and carrying on the family line. After your eldest brother passes away, he'll need a son to break the basin for him..."

"No need!"

Zhou Jingyun glared coldly at Li Chunmiao and said icily, "I don't need anyone to care if I die. You can even leave me in the house to breed maggots."

Anyway, I'm already dead, so it's not like I'm the one who's disgusted!

"..."

No one present expected Zhou Jingyun to say such a thing, and they were all shocked.

Seeing Ruan Miaomiao's surprised look, Zhou Jingyun quickly changed his words: "Or, Miaomiao, when you die, I will give you a grand funeral, a grand celebration for seven days, I will burn a huge pile of incense, candles and paper money, and on the day of your burial, I will jump down to be buried with you."

"Isn't this great? We can be together, and it solves our problems of having no one to offer incense and burn offerings when our children die!"

"..."

After these words, the room fell silent once again.

To everyone's surprise, Zhou Taohua clapped her hands and said, "Great, brother, you're really quick-witted. You actually came up with this idea. We can hold the funerals for both of us at the same time, which saves us a lot of trouble. I'll only have to wear mourning clothes once."

But don't worry, Sister Miaomiao, I will offer incense for you during the Qingming Festival..."

The Wang family was stunned when they heard this conversation: Were the Zhou siblings not mentally sound?

How could you say such a thing?

They did want to give Da Bao to the Zhou family, but the two lunatics got more and more outrageous, and they couldn't get him to accept it.

Helpless, they could only carry Wang Dabao and slink out of the Zhou family's house, heading back to Wangjia Village.

"Mom, what should we do? The Zhou family doesn't want Da Bao, how are we going to live a good life from now on?"

On the way back, Wang Erniu looked at Wang Dabao in his mother's arms and said with concern.

Before they came, they had already discussed sending Wang Dabao to the Zhou family to raise. Once the Zhou family had raised him to adulthood and he was able to inherit the family business, they would then come to acknowledge him as their relative.

At that time, the son will belong to the Wang family, and the Zhou family's hard-earned business of decades will also belong to the Wang family.

Little did anyone know, the Zhou family were a bunch of lunatics. The two siblings spouted their crazy nonsense, but Zhao Cuihong, their mother, acted as if she hadn't heard a thing.

They completely rejected the family's offer to give them up for adoption.

Hearing her son's words, Li Chunmiao's face also showed worry. She sighed and said softly, "Well, at least Da Ya and Er Ya are still with them, so we can still get some benefits!"

"Two money-losing brats, not even kept under Zhou Jingyun's name, how much can they possibly make?"

Wang Sanniu muttered in dissatisfaction, which aroused Li Chunmiao's dissatisfaction: "Then what do you suggest we do? Can you afford to offend their family?"

Have you forgotten that you were detained in the provincial capital for over half a month?

After scolding her third son, Li Chunmiao felt extremely aggrieved: she had never felt so aggrieved even under the village chief's control, but she felt aggrieved in front of the Zhou family.

You can't beat them in a fight, you can't win an argument with them, and what's worse, the other party has the power to easily send your whole family to jail!

How frustrating!

The elderly woman, who was in her fifties or sixties, felt extremely aggrieved.

When she felt frustrated, Li Chunmiao felt that life was hard, and when she felt that life was hard, she would scold her daughter-in-law.

And so, he unleashed a torrent of abuse on his two daughters-in-law:

"You good-for-nothing trash, weren't you so talkative at home? Why don't you say a word now that I've brought you out?"

"Shrinking their necks and heads, so petty and stingy, it's disgusting to look at!"

"Get back to your place and feed the pigs! If you let my pigs go hungry, you'll be sorry!"

...

Not only did she verbally abuse him, but Li Chunmiao also physically assaulted him.

Hands worn from years of labor are like dry tree branches, strong and powerful, and they hurt when they hit you.

After Li Chunmiao patted Wang's third daughter-in-law on the back a few times, tears welled up in her eyes.

But she had no choice but to endure it.

If you cry, you'll get another beating!

Holding back tears, Wang's third daughter-in-law quickened her pace home, thinking to herself as she walked: The Wang family really can't go on like this anymore...

On the other side, the Zhou family.

After scolding Old Wang's family away, Zhao Cuihong looked at Zhou Jingyun with worry, sighed deeply, and said in a low voice:

"Yunwazi, your idea is not good!"

This person has died and must be properly buried.

How could you be buried along with Miao Miao at her funeral?

Aren't you afraid that the little bit of incense and paper money you burn won't be enough for you and Miaomiao to spend?"

Zhao Cuihong's original intention was to persuade Zhou Jingyun to cherish his life.

However, after hearing Zhao Cuihong's words, Zhou Jingyun said dismissively, "Mom, what's wrong with that?"

After you and Dad are gone, I'll burn extra paper money for you during the Qingming Festival. Then, Miaomiao and I can live off our parents, right?

Zhao Cuihong: That makes perfect sense, she simply can't refuse!

Zhou Taohua, standing nearby, patted her chest and promised Ruan Miaomiao and Zhou Jingyun that she would definitely burn plenty of paper money for them.

Even Zhou Dujuan seemed eager to make a move, which made Zhao Cuihong feel incredibly frustrated.

Thankfully, thankfully, one of them, Ruan Miaomiao, was still conscious.

However, what Ruan Miaomiao said the next second also made Zhao Cuihong feel heartbroken:

"Peach Blossom, there's no rule that the older ones have to die first. What if you die before me?"

This question stumped Zhou Taohua!

After a moment of hesitation, she quickly replied, "It's okay, Sister Miaomiao. If I die first, I'll go down and earn money to support you when you come down!"

"..."

Upon hearing Zhou Taohua's words, Ruan Miaomiao couldn't help but think: "Great, even in death, one can lie down comfortably!"