Fang Jizong's eyes widened, and his hands unconsciously let go of the bedpost. Two seconds later, he reacted and immediately held the bedpost tightly with his hands and feet.

How could she be so cruel? He is her own son!

Fang Zongtang continued, "Hongli bought half a roast goose, and on the way back with it, he cursed you all the way."

Fang Jizong's eyes flickered and he didn't dare to look at her.

She continued, "It's only been three days and Hongli is already impatient with you. When you have money, you're a rich young master, and when you don't have money, you're a troublemaker. You're not a child anymore, why has Hongli tolerated you until now? Don't you know what's going on?"

"She's nice to you, why do you think that's the reason? Because you like to make trouble? Because you're greedy? Or because you have a bad temper?"

As she pressed the question step by step, Fang Jizong's tears fell down.

This time he didn't cry. He just hugged the bedpost and cried like a poor little thing.

She put her hands on her hips and continued to use the heavy hammer without any mercy.

"If you were not Song Yi's son, you wouldn't even get anything if you went begging on the street."

Only Fang Jizong knew what he had been going through in the past two weeks. He had already felt aggrieved, but he had not expected that he had suffered so much. He had thought that his family would be distressed.

As a result, she actually told him that she was the one who did it.

He doesn't believe it!

"Aren't you my mother? Why do you treat me like this?" Fang Jizong asked his soul-searching question.

That's a good question. Even if he didn't ask, she would have told him.

"Because I am your mother, my child can be stupid and foolish, but he must not be ungrateful!"

How could he not know what's good for him?

Fang Jizong really wanted to question, but he didn't dare!

This woman is super fierce!

She looked coldly at the man hugging the bedpost and said in a cold and hard tone: "If you were not my son, I would have thrown you into the river to feed the fish long ago."

Fang Jizong was terrified. He held onto the bedpost tightly and tried to retort with gritted teeth.

"Don't you dare, I'll tell my father."

She sneered, "If your father cared about you, he wouldn't have run away now. Not only do you not know what's good for you, but you also can't see the situation clearly. If you were a kid like you in the past, you would have been beaten to death and thrown into the garbage dump and buried."

Fang Jizong was so scared that he shrank his neck and stopped talking.

She folded her hands, looking at the silent child with disappointment.

"You are not like me, nor like Song Yi. You must have been with Hongli for a long time, so you must have learned her spineless ways."

The last thing Fang Jizong wanted to hear was the word "red carp". He immediately forgot his fear and retorted loudly: "No, I'm not like that. I look like my father!"

She sneered and asked, "You want to stay in this house? I'll give you a chance! Remember, this is your only chance. If you can't do it well, I'll have someone beat you up and throw you in front of Hongli's house!"

When Fang Jizong heard this, he shuddered violently, his face full of disbelief.

Not many people knew that he was beaten and thrown into Hongli's house. How did she know?

Was it really her who had him beaten?

Fang Jizong's eyes were filled with shock and disbelief after seeing the truth.

She continued, "Go and get back all the things you gave to Hongli. The house she bought for her family was also bought with the money you gave me. Get it all back. If you give me even a penny less, don't come back!"

Fang Jizong lowered his head and remained silent.

Her voice turned cold.

"Why, did your eldest master lose face?"