Shui Qing slammed a cleaver heavily onto the old table, splitting the long-neglected table in two and breaking it apart.

The rough earthenware bowls that had been holding soup, vegetables, and porridge on the table crashed to the ground with a clatter, and the bamboo baskets that had originally held four or five black steamed buns also fell to the ground.

The hard steamed buns rolled and rolled on the ground, the dust and mud blending together with the blackness of the buns.

Mother Fan's mouth gaped open, her wrinkled eyes wide open. Wasn't her youngest daughter-in-law very concerned about her reputation just now in the yard?

They also knew how to seek the approval of the women in the village.

She asked incredulously, "Why didn't you ask around first?"

"Why should I inquire? Isn't this faster and better?" Shui Qing said with satisfaction.

Previously, selling Daya was a major event, and everyone in the village, men and women alike, would stand by their side.

Whether or not the daughter can sit at the table to eat is a minor family matter, a household affair.

In other words, the family can give money if they want to, and not give it if they don't want to. What can outsiders say? It's no use saying anything.

She's not stupid, why would she try to make useless allies?

She only needs to take care of her own family.

Mother Fan collapsed to the ground, slapping her thigh and wailing, "Oh dear, you can't stop us from eating just because your daughter has nothing to eat!"

Shuiqing looked at her mother-in-law, who was crying and wailing, and had no intention of helping her up.

She said nonchalantly, "Since our daughter can't eat at the table, fine, then nobody eats!"

Mother Fan never expected that her daughter-in-law, whom she could control at will, would be so self-righteous after doing something wrong, and she immediately started howling even louder.

The ground was a mess, and everyone was hungry.

When Fan's mother, Sun Jinhua, Dazhu, and the others saw Hu Shuiqing come in with a kitchen knife, they were so frightened that they forgot to eat. Now, even if they wanted to eat, there was nothing left to eat.

In comparison, Shuiqing has a much greater advantage.

After all, Shuiqing had already eaten half a black flour bun, so although her stomach wasn't full, at least she wasn't hungry anymore.

Da Ya and Er Ya took the opportunity to drink the porridge early. They didn't eat much to begin with, and a bowl of porridge replenished their energy.

Fan Jiang and his two friends were not afraid when they saw their mother holding a kitchen knife; in fact, they thought it was great. They silently finished the food in their hands.

Mother Fan's stomach was growling with hunger, and she said angrily, "Hu Shi! How dare you overturn your mother-in-law's table! What kind of vicious daughter-in-law is you!"

Sun Jinhua was only hungry. Seeing her sister-in-law offend her mother-in-law, she was secretly pleased, but not very angry.

She suppressed her smile and advised her mother-in-law, "Sister-in-law, if you disrespect your mother-in-law, how will you face your brother-in-law when he returns from the city?"

Upon hearing that her youngest son was there, Madam Fan immediately felt reassured and slapped her thigh, howling even more loudly, "Hu Shi, you wait! When Jin'er comes back, I'll make him beat you to death!"

"Let's see who kills whom first," Shui Qing replied.

When Fan's mother saw the gleaming blade in her hand, her imposing manner instantly diminished by more than half.

Her son, what a miserable life!

How did I end up marrying a tigress?

With Fan's mother's wailing gone, Shuiqing felt much quieter.

She pulled up a chair and sat down, then asked calmly, "Alright, now everyone can sit down and talk about dividing the family property."

Looking at the mess in the room, Sun Jinhua wanted to ask: Where did you get your composure?

Mother Fan looked up blankly, "Divide the family property?"

Who said we were going to split up the family? Weren't we talking about whether Da Ya and Er Ya could eat at the table? How did we jump to splitting up the family?