He had used all his strength in that last blow, wanting to beat Song Zhangping until he was bleeding profusely, so that Song Liyun would know that he was the one in charge of the household.

Unexpectedly, Song Zhang'an went to protect people.

"Little brother!"

Song Zhangping exclaimed in surprise. He staggered to his feet, hugged Song Zhang'an, and patted his chest hard.

Fortunately, after only a few breaths, Song Zhang'an burst into tears.

If Song Liyun's weakness is her two brothers, then Song Zhangping's pain is his younger brother, whom he raised single-handedly.

He could endure hunger and beatings, but he would never allow anyone to bully his younger brother. Granny Gu's words completely enraged Song Zhangping, and his blood boiled.

He had endured this for ten years, struggling on the edge of life and death every day. Today, he should have been the one being beaten, but his underlings took the beating. What about tomorrow? What will he do tomorrow?

Song Zhenping casually placed the sobbing Song Zhang'an next to the woodpile, then suddenly grabbed Granny Gu's clothes, his eyes bloodshot, and gritted his teeth, saying, "You old hag, Xiao'an and I work every day, we don't have enough to eat or wear, and you still beat and scold us at will."

I want to tear open your heart and see if it's even made of flesh and blood. Why are you so cruel, insisting on torturing us?

Seeing Song Zhangping, who had only ever endured beatings since childhood, suddenly acting like he was fighting desperately, Granny Gu was so frightened that she shrank into a ball.

However, she has been hitting people for a long time; it's become second nature to her.

At this moment, he didn't listen to anything Song Zhangping was saying, and just kept screaming with his neck straight: "Grandson is going to hit grandma, you damned beast, help! He's killing me! Second son! Second son, come and save your mother!"