The old lady squatted in front of the chicken coop with heartache. It wasn't even four o'clock yet, and two of the hen were already on the ground, convulsing, and it seemed they wouldn't survive.

The other animals didn't look too good either. The old lady was extremely anxious, but it was already four o'clock. If she could just hold on for another hour, Ye Zhiguo and Shen Yanhong would be off work.

"Give these two some medicine first!"

The old lady couldn't bear it any longer and gave the two dying hens medicine, but it was too late. The two hens died gloriously at 4:45.

Then two more female chickens started convulsing. The old lady quickly gave them medicine, which kept them barely alive, but Ye Qingqing estimated that they wouldn't survive.

"Grandma, don't worry, Dad will be off work soon. Hang in there for another 15 minutes."

Ye Qingqing kept comforting the heartbroken old lady, but she was actually very happy inside.

This way, I can punish the slutty widow and get to eat chicken at the same time. Hehe, it's killing two birds with one stone!

"Put the chicken in a shady place, and kill it when your old man sees it. It won't stay out long in this hot weather, oh dear..."

The old lady would say a few words, then sigh, and put her hand to her chest; she was probably having angina.

Ye Qingqing obediently did as she was told. The old lady was already at the epicenter of an eruption, so it was best for her not to provoke her. She should talk less and do more work.

The old lady had sharp eyes and noticed the wild vegetable in Ye Qingqing's hand. She shouted, "Where did you get this wild rhubarb?"

Ye Qingqing paused, then held up the wild vegetables in her hand. "Grandma, is this rhubarb?"

"Where did you come from?" The old woman's expression was very unpleasant.

"I found it in the kitchen. The slut stuffed it into a bunch of greens. Grandma, look, a few leaves are missing, and most of the tubers have been cut off. This must be the drug that slut gave you."

As soon as the old lady mentioned rhubarb, Ye Qingqing knew that rhubarb was a poisonous herb. After processing, it was a good medicine for treating bruises and sprains, but if the fresh stems and leaves were accidentally eaten, it would cause severe diarrhea and even be life-threatening.

No wonder so many rhubarb trees grow in the countryside, but no one picks them to feed chickens and pigs!

The old woman's face immediately turned black. It was a tradition passed down from generation to generation among the elderly in the countryside, so all the children in the village knew that rhubarb should not be eaten. In the past, during famines, some people couldn't resist digging up the rhubarb tubers and eating them, and they almost died from diarrhea.

That slut is trying to kill her!

"Grandma, don't be angry. Let Dad teach that slut a lesson!" Ye Qingqing continued to add fuel to the fire.

The old lady gritted her teeth and collected the rhubarb, waiting quietly for Ye Zhiguo to come home.

Just before the other two female chickens were about to die a glorious death, the sputtering sound of a motorcycle finally rang out outside the yard. Ye Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief and said happily, "Grandma, Dad is back."

The old lady's eyes lit up, and she looked at the two chickens that were about to die with a pang of heartache. You can't catch a wolf without risking your cubs. This time, the slutty widow has to get out of here!

If that doesn't work, she'll go to the police station and report the widow for murdering her mother-in-law!

Hmph, what a rebellious thing! She doesn't believe the Public Security Bureau will ignore it!

"Mom, why are you sitting by the door? It's so hot outside, go back inside and use the fan!"

Ye Zhiguo pushed the cart in and was very surprised to see the old lady.

Shen Yanhong, who was behind her, frowned. She had added half an extra amount of rhubarb to the porridge at noon. How come the old woman was still so energetic?

The old lady gave Shen Yanhong a cold look, which made her feel uneasy and had a very bad premonition. Shen Yanhong forced a smile and said, "Mom, you look much better."

"Thank God, I didn't let you, you black-hearted, rotten-eyed slut, poison me!"

The old lady could no longer hold back and started cursing. Ye Zhiguo didn't understand what she was saying and was about to ask if there was a misunderstanding when Ye Qingqing came over with two dead chickens and threw them at Shen Yanhong's feet.