Huang Hongmei was startled by her sudden loud shouting, a behavior that usually keeps her quiet.
Forget about swearing; she'd even forgotten what she wanted to say.
Li Ermei also looked at Fang Yan with surprise, feeling that Fang Yan seemed a little different from usual today.
Old Man Zhang's sinister gaze, tinged with scrutiny, was also secretly observing Fang Yan, wondering why his daughter-in-law had suddenly become so clever today.
Isn't she usually like a wooden doll?
Fang Yan didn't care what they were thinking. She listened to the footsteps outside, which were getting closer and closer, accompanied by their chatter.
She subtly curled her lips into a smile and asked the child in her arms, "Baby, is the meat bun delicious?"
"It's delicious, Mommy wants some too." The baby, like a little squirrel, held the big meat bun in both hands and held it to Fang Yan's mouth.
The chubby boy, who had been just howling, heard the conversation between the mother and son. His fat heart trembled with pain, and he started cursing at Fang Yan again, "You little bitch, you little bastard! I order you to give me the meat bun right now!"
Little bitch?
Little bastard?
Who is Fatty cursing?
Just then, the onlookers arrived at the Zhang family's gate. Curious, they quickened their pace and entered the Zhang family's courtyard uninvited.
They were all from the same village and knew each other very well as neighbors. Seeing that the Zhang family's gate was open, they naturally came in.
"Oh, what's wrong with Fatty?" Aunt Li asked kindly when she saw Fatty sitting on the ground.
"None of your business!" The chubby boy, hot-tempered and ill-mannered, yelled at Aunt Li, then grabbed Huang Hongmei and ordered her, "Didn't you and Dad say that everything in the house belongs to me? Go, go and snatch that meat bun! It's mine! Mine! That little bastard and that little bitch only deserve to eat the hard bread and porridge we don't eat! What right does he have to eat my big meat bun? That's mine!"
When Huang Hongmei and Old Man Zhang realized something was wrong, they tried to cover the fat boy's mouth, but it was too late.
This guy has said everything they usually only talk about in private.
The onlookers were immediately stunned, their jaws practically dropping to the floor. "So, the 'little bitch' and 'bastard' that Fatty kept calling out were referring to Ji Zhou's family and Gou Dan?!"
"Pfft... Uncle Zhang said his family values family education and upbringing the most. So it turns out it's the Zhang family's family education and upbringing? Then can we ask Uncle Zhang, if Ji Zhou's son and Gou Dan are little bastards and illegitimate children, what kind of person are you as their father-in-law and grandfather?"
The others immediately burst into laughter.
Old Zhang was a man who cared a lot about his reputation, especially after he used the monthly allowance sent by Zhang Jizhou to build the first multi-story house in the village. His old back was straighter than anyone else's, and he felt that he was different from others.
Unexpectedly, today he lost all face and dignity because of his most beloved youngest son.
Huang Hongmei couldn't bear to glare at the chubby boy, and awkwardly tried to defend him, saying, "The child is still young, he's just talking nonsense, do you have to take it so seriously?"
"I'm not just saying that randomly!" The nine-year-old boy, who disliked being told he was young and didn't know any better, immediately shouted, "That's what Dad and Mom call them too!"
Old Man Zhang was almost driven to his death on the spot by his precious son, who was born late in life.
Fang Yan almost burst out laughing. Luckily, she had such a brainless person with her, which made her plan to carry out today's work exceptionally smoothly.
The atmosphere had been built up to this point, and it was time for her to make her appearance. With red eyes, she looked at Old Man Zhang and said, "My mother-in-law isn't Ji Zhou's biological mother, so I won't ask her. Dad, I only have one question for you: Is Ji Zhou your biological son?"
"How can Ji Zhou not be my biological son?" Old Man Zhang's gaze towards Fang Yan suddenly turned cold and sharp, as if this question had touched a sore spot in his heart.
Fang Yan was so frightened by his gaze that she didn't dare to meet his eyes for a moment. After a while, she asked again, "Since Ji Zhou is your biological son, then why do you spoil your brother-in-law like this and keep calling Ji Zhou's child a bastard? What are you then? An old bastard?"
"Haha..." The onlookers immediately burst into laughter.
"How dare you!" Old Zhang roared at Fang Yan in a fit of rage.
The baby was so frightened by his fierce appearance that he almost dropped the baby.
The chubby boy seized the opportunity and tried to rush up to catch it.
Unfortunately, he was too fat, and his movements were slow and clumsy. He was still not as fast as Fang Yan, and in the end, the big meat bun was steadily returned to Fang Yan's hands.
Just when the big meat bun that was about to be in his hands had vanished again, the chubby boy, who was usually very irritable, yelled at Huang Hongmei, "Didn't you and Dad say that this house, and everything in the house, would all be mine in the future, and that they were just slaves who made money to support me!"
"I want my big meat bun right now, Mom! Are you deaf? I told you to go and grab my big meat bun right now, didn't you hear me?"
As he spoke, he gave Huang Hongmei a hard shove.
The chubby boy was overnourished from a young age, so fat that he could barely open his eyes. Despite being a teenager, he was surprisingly strong.
His push sent Huang Hongmei sprawling backward, her back hitting a small pebble and causing her so much pain that she couldn't get up for a long time.
But no one at the scene helped her up; the onlookers were stunned by the chubby boy's words...
“Uncle Zhang, even if Gao Dashu isn’t your biological son, Ji Zhou is still your own son. You gave the house and all the things in the house to Pangdun, but what about Ji Zhou? What will happen to Ji Zhou?”
"Yeah, this house was built with Ji Zhou's allowance after he went to join the army. How can you give the house to Fatty like this, showing such favoritism? How can you sleep at night? Aren't you afraid Ji Zhou's mother will come looking for you?"
"I've really seen something new today. Otherwise, why would anyone say that if you have a stepmother, you'll have a stepfather? It's so true!"
...
As his wife, Huang Hongmei knew very well how much Old Man Zhang cared about his reputation. He would be furious if people talked about him like that.
To help Old Man Zhang out of this predicament, she endured the excruciating pain in her lower back, supported her back as she sat up from the ground, and roared at the onlookers, "What do you know! You're just gossiping here. The third son has even given his allowance to this little bitch...!"
Having gotten used to cursing, Huang Hongmei couldn't change her ways in a fit of rage. By the time she tried to pay attention, she realized she had already cursed halfway through, so she simply stopped pretending.
hehe!
Just as Fang Yan was thinking about how to introduce the next part of the plan, she didn't expect that this silly old woman would build a ladder for her.
She curled her lips into a smile, like a little fox...
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