Facing the old lady rushing towards him, Shen Qingtang easily grabbed the broom and exerted force suddenly, and the old lady staggered and fell to the ground.

Shen Qingtang held the broom in one hand and hit the old lady with it, arrogantly challenging her, "Even if I hit you, what can you do to me?"

Old Mrs. Shen was lying on the ground, unable to get up from the beating, but she was still cursing:

"You little bastard, you lose money, you actually dared to assault your elders, you will not live a good death!"

"You still dare to curse? I think I didn't hit you enough!" Shen Qingtang increased his strength.

She didn't waste any time, beating them one by one until they finally shut up. Then she asked, "Will you dare to hit me again in the future?!"

"I won't dare anymore, I won't dare anymore..." Shen Hao begged for mercy with tears streaming down his face.

The old lady was also dying and no longer had the energy to curse.

At this time, Shen Yan rushed in.

Holding a club in his hand, he pointed at her and cursed, "You unfilial beast, how dare you hit your father and grandmother? Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"

Shen Qingtang let go of the mother and son, who were both starry-eyed, and walked towards Shen Yan step by step. "God, may it strike you?"

At this moment, she looked like a demon crawling out of hell.

Shen Yan couldn't help but step back. "You, what are you going to do? This is treasonous and you will be punished by heaven!"

"If God really has eyes, let it strike me to death!" Shen Qingtang shouted sternly, pointing at the night outside. When his hand fell, it hit Shen Yan's face.

"He beat and scolded you like that before. I'm helping you vent your anger today. Don't you feel happy?" Shen Qingtang grabbed Shen Yan's hair and forced her to look at Shen Hao who was kneeling on the ground and half-dead.

"No matter what, he's still your father!" Shen Yan cried and yelled, "How can a girl hit her own father?"

"I would rather not have such a father!" Shen Qingtang threw Shen Yan to Shen Hao's side.

"I don't know what sins I committed in my previous life to be born into your family."

Shen Qingtang imitated the way Shen Yan hit him and greeted Shen Yan rudely.

"If I really am going to be struck to death, what does it matter if I acted recklessly today?"

Shen Qingtang no longer had any fear of her parents, and she freely vented the depression she had been holding back for years.

Only the weak Shen Mingzhe was clinging to the door frame and looking at the chaos inside.

In the past two years, Shen Mingzhe has been secretly dealt with by Shen Qingtang several times. He no longer dares to complain, and he knows that his sister is not someone to be trifled with.

When Shen Yan was about to be beaten to death, Shen Mingzhe finally crawled out and said weakly, "Sister, stop hitting me. If you continue, someone will die."

Shen Qingtang paused holding the mallet, staring at Shen Mingzhe kneeling on the ground. He was stunned for a long moment before finally coming to his senses and throwing the mallet at Shen Yan's feet...

From this day on, the person in charge of the Shen family changed.

It wasn't like Shen Hao and the others hadn't tried to resist. They had secretly given Shen Qingtang rat poison to trick her into eating it, trying to suppress her with filial piety, and deliberately slandering Shen Qingtang as an unfilial daughter...

But all this was ultimately defeated by Shen Qingtang's heavy punch.

From then on, Shen Qingtang always appeared to the outside world as a gentle and non-competitive young lady. When she was happy, she would give the Shen family more clothes and food. When she was unhappy, she would become the living devil in the nearby village, giving retribution to those who did evil.

Shen Qingtang grew a suit of armor that was invulnerable to swords and spears.

…

Shen Qingwu entered Shen Qingtang's past and felt her growth path, feeling distressed and comfortable.

Shen Qingtang looked curiously at his cousin who was holding on to him tightly, watching her frown for a while, and then her eyebrows curved, as if she was smiling.

"Shen Qingwu, what are you thinking about?" Shen Qingtang shook his arms, but he was reluctant to let go, so he raised his hand and waved it in front of Shen Qingwu.

"No." Shen Qingwu came back to his senses and called out sweetly to Shen Qingtang, "Sister."

Shen Qingtang almost couldn't maintain her gentle appearance, the corners of her mouth trembling, "Why does your smile feel like a weasel wishing a happy new year to a chicken?"

"Sister, I see that you are dignified and generous, and have great ability as a housekeeper, so I took the power of housekeeper from Zhao Qiuyi." Shen Qingwu pointed solemnly to the account book on the table.

He looked at Shen Qingtang with a smug expression, as if asking, do you think I'm that awesome?

Shen Qingtang, "..."

She took a deep breath, smiled back, and said slowly:

"Sister, I've been living in the countryside for so many years. The only two pieces of silver in our house are still in my grandmother's hands. I've never managed a household, let alone seen a lot of money. I have no experience at all. You absolutely can't do this."

"If you don't mind, I, as your elder sister, can buy you two sets of clothes, shoes and socks. This is still possible." Shen Qingtang finally pulled back the hand that was held by Shen Qingwu.

Shen Qingwu lived in Yingchuan until she was two years old, and she has an impression of this younger sister.

My sister has been stupid and dumb since she was born. It is definitely not because Zhao Qiuyi wants to harm her as she said.

She once hid in the crack of the door, envying Shen Qingwu.

She has a mother who loves her and a brother who dotes on her. Even though she is a fool, they still love her and protect her.

The soft and silly Shen Qingwu swayed towards her hiding at the door like a little fat duck, drooling and calling her incoherently, "Ache, Ache——"

Then he stretched out his chubby little hand and stuffed the candy that was melting in his hand into her hand, and said foolishly, "Third, you second——"

The crescent birthmark on Xiaopang's arm seemed to be smiling at her when she was little.

But what really made her sure that this was Shen Qingwu was not the crescent birthmark, a mark that anyone could see.

A person’s skin can be replaced, but bones cannot be repaired in just seven or eight days.

After Lin Yin's affairs were dealt with, she was thirteen years old, her martial arts skills had improved, and she was finally able to leave Yingchuan.

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