Song Fanxing could only comfort herself that her mother wouldn't have to wash diapers for Old Lady Song anymore.

That thing is disgusting!

Old Mrs. Song is better now and doesn't need anyone to take care of her anymore.

Fang Jie stopped bringing her meals.

Grandma Song waited and waited at home, but her eldest daughter-in-law didn't come to bring her food. She was so anxious that she paced back and forth, and finally came directly to her door.

"Eldest daughter-in-law, why aren't you bringing food to this old woman? Do you want me to starve to death?"

Fang Jie's family had already eaten breakfast; the bowls were washed and the table was wiped clean.

"Mom, you're all better now, you can take care of yourself."

Grandma Song felt that her legs were better than before, and that God was on her side.

Although she no longer needs anyone to take care of her, the eldest child is eating well, so she certainly wouldn't be foolish enough to cook for herself, especially since there isn't much food left at home.

"I'm just recovered, and my legs are still a bit weak. You have to serve me food and drink. I'm so hungry. What's there to eat? Let me in for a bite."

Fang Jie blocked her at the door, "Mom, there's no food at home. The food I made this morning was just enough for the four of us, and we've already eaten it all."

Old Mrs. Song didn't believe it and pushed Fang Jie aside to go inside.

Then she was startled by the yard full of chickens.

He asked incredulously, "Eldest son's wife, are these chickens yours?"

Fang Jie nodded.

Grandma Song excitedly leaned over the edge of the chicken coop, "Grandma hasn't had any meat in so long! Eldest daughter-in-law, kill me a chicken to eat. I want that big rooster, the fattest one."

As soon as Song Fanxing stepped out, she heard Old Lady Song's shameless words.

Song Yaohui and Song Yaohua looked at their grandmother warily.

These chickens belong to their family, and they don't want to give them milk.

Fang Jie refused, saying, "No."

"Why?"

Old Mrs. Song roared angrily.

"These are my chickens, and if it's not okay, it's not okay."

"I'm your mother-in-law, so I should get a share of all the good food in this house. I've just recovered, so as your daughter-in-law, shouldn't you stew a chicken for me to help me recover?"

"You look energetic and vigorous, you don't need any supplements, any more would be too much."

"Fang Jie, you shameless woman! How can you treat your mother-in-law like this? You are unfilial!"

Fang Jie said calmly, "Mom, during the time you were sick, I washed your diapers, cleaned your body, and fed you. I've done everything I could for you. Think about how you treated our family. Years ago, you separated us from the family, and we even got the brigade leader to write a document, sign it, and put our fingerprints on it. Since we separated, we live our own lives. No matter how many chickens my family raises, they are still my family's, and have nothing to do with you."

Seeing so many chickens that she couldn't eat, Old Lady Song was furious and wished she could grab a chicken and stuff it into her mouth.

Finally, Fang Jie half-pushed and half-pulled Old Lady Song out of the yard and slammed the door shut.

Old Mrs. Song was so angry that she cursed loudly at the door, but Fang Jie neither talked back nor opened the door.

Hearing the noise, the surrounding villagers hunched over and opened their courtyard gates to see what was going on.

"Oh dear, isn't that Old Lady Song?"

"Oh, she's better?"

"Oh my god, you're right! Didn't you have a stroke? How did you recover so quickly?"

"As expected, evil lives on for a thousand years. Even after suffering a stroke, she can still recover."

"Exactly, it's so unfair."

"She just recovered and came to her eldest daughter-in-law's house to cause trouble. What a heartless wretch! She's forgotten who took care of her all this time."

"Someone like her would never remember!"

The crowd then proceeded to make fun of Old Lady Song.

Old Mrs. Song was hungry, angry, and cold. She was shivering. Her only cotton-padded coat had been cut to shreds by Song Dalong. In the minus 30 degree weather, she felt as if her old bones were frozen.

She glared at everyone and had no choice but to go home first.

Fang Jie sat on the kang (a heated brick bed), her brow furrowed with worry. Her mother-in-law knew she raised so many chickens; she was sure she'd be eyeing them, and who knew what kind of trouble she'd cause.

Song Fanxing patted her hand, "Mom, Grandma's skin is thicker than a city wall, and her heart is more vicious than a snake. We've already done more for her by taking good care of her. From now on, we won't spoil her. If she dares to come again, we won't open the door."

Song Yaohua: "Yes, my sister is right, we shouldn't open the door for her."

Fang Jie nodded. "Okay."

That evening, Granny Song brought Song Dalong's family to Fang Jie's house and banged on the gate.

Song Yaohua: "Who is it?"

Old Mrs. Song replied irritably, "It's me, your grandma, open the door!"

"No way! If you want to eat my chicken, I'm not opening the door for you!"

Song Haitao kicked the door hard, yelling, "Open the door! If you don't, I'll kick it down!"

They're almost out of corn porridge, and their sweet potatoes and potatoes are all gone. They only have one meal a day, and he hasn't had a proper meal in a long time.

Hearing that his uncle's yard was full of chickens, he was so hungry he couldn't wait a moment longer and just wanted to go in and catch one to stew in a pot, whether it was a braised rooster or a stewed hen, it would taste delicious no matter how it was cooked.

He really wanted to go inside as soon as possible.

"Song Yaohua, Song Yaohui, open the door! Let us in."

Song Fanxing felt that there was a pack of hungry wolves and tigers outside, and if they were let in, their chickens would be doomed.

Fang Jie looked at the fragile door panel with concern.

Li Zhen also pounded on the door, "Open the door, Fang Jie, open the door! We're starving! We're all family, can't you share some food with us?"

Fang Jie was so angry that she was trembling all over. How could these shameless people say such a thing?

Back then, she had nowhere to live and nothing to eat with her two young children. She begged them to give her children something to eat, but they not only refused, but also beat the mother and her two children out of the house.

They survived only because the captain gave them a bite to eat.

Now, they have the nerve to come begging for food.

Fang Jie felt a sharp pain in her chest whenever she thought about the past.

Song Fanxing said, "Big brother, second brother, put up the ladder. Since they're shameless enough, don't blame us for using force."

Song Yaohui and Song Yaohua immediately carried the ladder over and set it up.

Without Song Fanxing needing to give any further instructions, the two brothers found a long bamboo pole and climbed up the ladder.

Song Yaohui waved his bamboo pole, looking down at the group of people at the door.

"Are you leaving or not? If you don't, I'll hit you."

After saying that, he swung the bamboo pole over.

The group of people were so frightened that they retreated repeatedly.

Song Dalong roared, "Song Yaohui, are you crazy? This is your grandmother, and I'm your second uncle. We're all family. How can you treat us like this?"

Song Yaohui: "Hmph, we're not family. You'd better get out of here and don't even think about taking anything from our house!"

Old Mrs. Song: "Song Yaohui, you little brat, put down the bamboo pole! You rebellious wretch, I'll tell your father to beat you to death!"

"Then you'll have to be able to see my dad too."

Old Mrs. Song was so angry that she felt dizzy.

Hearing the commotion, the surrounding villagers braved the freezing cold and poked their heads out to see what was happening.

"Oh my god, Granny Song and her family, including Song Dalong, have come to bully us."

"A whole family of shameless bastards!"