The old woman, who had been sitting there blankly, suddenly brightened up, pushed aside the third son of the Zhou family, rushed to the kitchen and picked up a rusty kitchen knife.

"That's right! I'd rather die than let you have an easy time! You'll have to live with the infamy of driving your own mother to her death for the rest of your lives. This is your retribution for your disobedience, hahahahahaha..."

As he spoke, he put the kitchen knife to his neck, pretending to commit suicide.

Seeing the anxious, angry, and helpless people around me.

"Mother, what exactly do you want?!"

"I don't want anything! I've raised you all with such hardship all these years, and I've never had a single good day. I never imagined you would be so ungrateful. Well then, none of us will have a good life!"

Seeing that she was making such a scene, Old Man Zhou could no longer tolerate it.

"Pan Wuya! Ask yourself honestly, in all these years since you married me, has our family never had a good life? Or have you just been putting up with the hardship?!"

When you first married into the family, you secretly took all the money, more than a hundred yuan, from the house to help your family. Later, when it was discovered, we started to save money by living frugally. Isn't that right?

We didn't have to live such a frugal life; it's all your fault!

I have no complaints, and the children have had no complaints all these years. Do you want to do this for the rest of your life? How many families do you have behind you that need you to fill this void?

"Go out and see for yourself. In today's society, who else lives like we do? If you keep causing trouble, go back to your parents' house!"

Old Man Zhou's words made the Zhou family understand why they had to live such a good life. But the more they understood, the more they felt they couldn't let the old woman continue like this.

Old Sour Woman herself remembered the outrageous things she had done in the past, and suddenly she didn't have the confidence to cause trouble for Old Man Zhou anymore.

However, she absolutely refused to admit her mistake so easily, so she stubbornly held the knife to her own neck, threatening her family.

This time, Zhou's three sons knelt down in front of her, and his daughter-in-law, grandson, and granddaughter immediately followed suit.

"Mom, our family has suffered for so many years. Let's stop. We all want to live a normal life. We don't want our children to be told they're eating their last meal when they eat a cornbread."

"It was wrong of us to eat behind your back, and we'll accept any punishment you may give us, but we really don't want to live like this anymore."

"Yes, Mother, please let us separate the family. We will still be filial to you in the future."

But I really don't want my child to go out and see others eating simple dark-colored steamed buns, and think it's some kind of rare delicacy. My brothers and I have already endured this, and my child can't go through the same thing, Mother."

“Mom, my wife has been married to me for so many years, and every time she has a normal meal, she has to go back to her parents’ home to eat. But she has never complained. She has done nothing wrong. I can’t go on like this.”

The old woman grew increasingly frantic as she listened, and what followed was the scene that Zhu Qinghao and the others witnessed upon arriving at the scene:

"Ah—you're deliberately trying to kill me! Your whole family gets along so well, but I don't get along with you, is that it?!"

Then I might as well go die! I'll go die, and then you won't have to pretend anymore. You can all continue living happily ever after! Waaah—"

Tears that had been welling up in Zhou's eyes spilled uncontrollably as he looked at the old woman throwing a tantrum and said weakly:

“Mother, no one wants you to die, never. You have always been the one threatening us with your life.”

I don't know how this will ever end. Do we all have to compromise, promise not to separate, and then go back to those hopeless days we had before?