A modern Feng Shui master and fortune teller, Lin Wanyue, is transported by a car accident to a dynasty not recorded in history, becoming a three-year-old baby abandoned in a mass grave.
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Liu Junlan silently clenched her fists.
Zhao Chunniang's words were extremely vulgar and offensive.
Xuefu, who was cooking in the kitchen, heard the noise and picked up a metal spoon to come closer to Lin Weiming.
"Aunt Zhao, isn't that a bit too much nonsense? How can you blame my daughter and son for your son's illness? In my opinion, it's probably because your family's feng shui is bad for raising children, so you're just spouting nonsense to try and blame my family, right?" She tiptoed and peeked out.
Xuefu's voice was gentle and soft, yet it struck a nerve with the Wang family.
Wang Hu is the only son of Zhao Chunniang and Wang Dazhu, not that neither of them had children before.
Instead, the three girls who were born earlier disappeared the day after they were born.
It's unclear whether the two men threw it into the water and drowned it, or whether they sold it somewhere.
In short, a shrewd family like the Wangs would never raise a girl as a financial burden.
After having three daughters, they finally had this precious son. Wang Dazhu and Zhao Chunniang doted on Wang Hu, raising him to be fat and strong, and with the same temperament.
"You little bastard, how dare you spout nonsense? I'll tear your mouth apart! My son is perfectly fine, how could he not grow up?" Zhao Chunniang was so angry she jumped up and down, unleashing a torrent of curses, "I #¥%……*!"
"Don't you dare insult my wife again!" Lin Weiming glared at him and immediately stepped forward.
It's fine to insult him, but it's unacceptable to insult his family!
"So what if I cursed at her? I cursed her anyway, so what? I @#%……#*"
“%&#¥…!…)”
Snap—
Before Lin Weiming could speak, Liu Junlan suddenly slapped Zhao Chunniang across the mouth with a loud thud, and Zhao Chunniang's mouth swelled up at a visible speed. Even her initially venomous eyes became much clearer.
Everyone: "..."
The world fell silent.
Lin Weiming swallowed hard and silently retreated.
Alright, as long as his mother can handle it!
"Have you calmed down?" Liu Junlan asked calmly.
Zhao Chunniang, covering her mouth, nodded blankly: "..."
You have to stay calm!
"Speak properly. What exactly happened? The Lin family isn't unreasonable." His gaze swept over Wang Hu, whose face was flushed and feverish, with steam even rising from his head. He certainly looked quite serious.
Despite his grand name, Wang Dazhu was a thin, short man. The thunderous slap from Liu Junlan had startled him.
“Your family is just being unreasonable, you surnamed Lin, don’t think things are the same as before…” Wang Dazhu didn’t dare to make a move, he could only grit his teeth.
Xuefu immediately looked at her two sons: "You two tell me what exactly happened?"
"Mother would never slander you just because others are being unreasonable!" Xuefu said meaningfully.
Lin Zihan and Lin Ziqiu immediately started explaining at once.
"Mother, we didn't push him!"
"My brother and I took our sister out to play this morning, and he started cursing at her, so we got into a fight," Lin Ziqiu said honestly.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Chunniang acted as if she had caught some evidence, jumping up and down, ready to curse. However, her mouth was swollen, and she couldn't speak for the time being. She could only point a finger at Lin Ziqiu with an expression that said, "See what I told you?"
"Aunt Zhao, please don't get agitated. Let my son finish speaking! If my son has indeed done something wrong, he should take someone to the clinic, and I will naturally not refuse. But if he hasn't, Aunt Zhao, you will have to come with me to the village head!" Xuefu said coldly.
"..." Although Zhao Chunniang was still somewhat angry, she knew that her family was no match for the other family members, so she could only swallow her filthy words for the time being.
“My brother and I were hit by him several times, and everyone saw it! But when he fell down, it wasn’t because we pushed him; he clearly fell into the pit on his own.”
"Third and fourth brothers, you're both so useless! If you ever get into a fight again, just call me right away!" Lin Zheyun said with exasperation when he heard that his two younger brothers had gotten injured in a fight.
"Mmm-hmm!" Lin Zihan and Lin Ziqiu nodded. Their second brother was strong and the best fighter.
Seeing that his younger brothers really looked ready to fight at any moment, Lin Zhongyuan couldn't help but say, "Don't fight with others casually. A wise man doesn't stand under a dangerous wall. You should treat others with respect."
"What if Wang Hu calls his sister a money-loser?" Lin Ziqiu asked sincerely.
"..." Lin Zhongyuan paused, his face turning cold, "Kill him!"
Seeing that Wang Huren was starting to convulse, Zhao Chunniang was extremely anxious.
"You're really not careful, you little devil." Lin Wanyue pointed at Wang Hu, who was feverish and whose body was starting to twitch slightly, and said seriously, "He has something dirty on him."
Zhao Chunniang herself had no inhibitions when she cursed others, but now, hearing Lin Wanyue's words, she felt that Lin Wanyue was simply cursing her son to die.
"What nonsense are you spouting, you little good-for-nothing? My son only had a fever four times, and he started crying after just one dose of medicine..." Zhao Chunniang said, her mouth already swollen.
"He may have taken something from someone else, but he should return it to the owner."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Chunniang's anger flared up again. Wasn't this clearly implying that her son was a thief?
“You’re the one who’s stealing! My son is so well-behaved, he…” Zhao Chunniang’s voice suddenly stopped, as if something was choking her.
She remembered!
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