Grandma Han was so angry that her hands and feet trembled. How could she have imagined that her three most beloved sons would not give them a way to live?
She regrets it terribly now. If only she had known this would happen, she should have treated her third son better instead of favoring those three heartless bastards.
"I can't make that decision either. Let them come over and we'll talk about it then."
Han Qiang asked someone to call the three people over, and after thinking about it, she decided to call Han Mingyuan as well. Although they had moved, they were still family after all.
When the village children went to call for help, Yunniang was startled. What trouble had the Han family gotten into now? Hadn't they severed ties? Why were they calling Yuan Ge over?
However, it was a child who came to call for help, so Yunniang didn't know what to say. Han Mingyuan had gone up the mountain and hadn't returned yet, so she decided to go and check on him herself.
"mother."
Just as Yunniang was about to leave, the child stretched out his little hands, wanting her to hold him.
"Mengze, stay here and behave yourself. Mom will be back in a little while."
Yunniang didn't want to take her son over there. The Han family never had any good intentions. What if the child got hurt?
"Yunniang, you should go and see. Han Qiang must have something to tell you. I'll watch the child for you."
Hearing Doctor Xu's words, Yunniang nodded, changed her clothes, and went out.
Last time, they caught Han Jinghua's man. Jinghua threw another tantrum, but in the end, they still managed to get some money from her.
Where could Jinghua have it at home? In the end, she still wrote an IOU.
There was nothing that could be done. Their family was destitute; you couldn't just use a child to pay off their debts, could you?
If they really used a child as a substitute, Jinghua would probably be laughing in her sleep. She's been complaining all the time about not being able to afford a child, and her eyes are always on this side.
Han Qiang's house was bustling with activity. Old Mrs. Han had a loud voice, and people from the village came over after hearing it.
There aren't many joyful things in the countryside to begin with, and it's human nature to love gossip. The gossip about Old Han's family is especially popular among the villagers.
Grandma Han's three sons were also called over one after another. Looking at the neighbors who had been surrounded by a large circle, the group looked up at each other, and anyone who didn't know better would think they were victorious generals returning home.
Han Qiang was speechless at the expressions on the three men's faces. "Where do you three get the nerve? No matter what kind of person Old Lady Han is, she's still your mother. You stole your own mother's things, and you still think you're right?"
However, every family has its own problems, and he was too lazy to say anything now. He would wait and see what they had to say.
When Han Laosan comes over, we'll ask for his opinion.
Upon seeing her three sons arrive, Old Mrs. Han immediately ran over and began punching and kicking them: "You heartless bastards! I raised you with my own hands, and this is how you treat your old mother?"
"Good heavens, is there no justice in this world? When I was little, I saved all the good food for you three, and now that I'm old, don't even mention your filial piety. You heartless bastards have stolen all our food! Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"
"Your father and I are counting on that little bit of food to save our lives. How can you be so heartless? Have you lost all your conscience?"
As she spoke, Grandma Han not only reached out with her hands, but also kicked out with her feet.
Presumably because he was hurt by the kick, Han Laosi irritably raised his foot and kicked Han Laotai.
"Ouch……"
Old Mrs. Han was kicked so hard she landed on her bottom. She didn't bother to get up and instead burst into tears, wailing, "This is outrageous! My son beats his own mother! Han Lao Si, are you trying to kick me to death?"
"What are you saying? You kicked me several times, and you're blaming me? I only kicked you once, so what?"
"Han Laosi said viciously."
"I'm your mother, it's only natural for me to kick you."
Old Mrs. Han was not one to be trifled with. She sat on the ground and continued to act shamelessly: "It's an outrage that my son kicked his old mother!"
"Alright, get up, everyone. What's all this commotion about? Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"
Han Datou, the patriarch of the Han family, arrived late. Seeing the situation in the room, Han Datou frowned, glared unhappily at Old Lady Han on the ground, and quickly walked to Han Qiang's side.
"Han Qiang, I'm causing you trouble again."
Han Qiang thought to himself, "Then you better not cause me any trouble." The entire village didn't have as many problems as the Han family.
How wonderful their village is now! People from outside envy their lives there. At least they have food to eat and won't starve. They don't need to sell their children anymore, and they can eat until they're half full every day.
In a few days, the sweet potatoes will be harvested, and every household will have enough to eat. During these three years of famine, no place was as well-off as their village.
But the Han family was still not satisfied and caused trouble every few days. If it weren't for Han Mingyuan's sake, he would have liked to kick the whole family out.
"Let's talk about it together when Han Laosan's family comes over."
Han Qiang looked helpless.
Xue Yatou has been gone for a long time, and no one knows when she will be back. Everyone misses her. Their village's current lifestyle is all thanks to Xue Yatou.
Although growing sweet potatoes in the fields is hard work for every household, everyone feels good. With food comes a harvest, and with that comes hope for the future.
"Okay, fine."
Han Datou also looked worried; she hadn't expected her three sons to go so far.
When Yunniang arrived, everyone was waiting for her.
She was taken aback to see the large crowd gathered in Han Qiang's yard. It wasn't a holiday, and there were no meetings being held, so why were so many people gathered there?
"Yunniang, where is Mingyuan!"
Upon seeing her approach, Han Qiang hurriedly asked.
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