Yang Ercui believed her.
When Zhong Qingqing became a scoundrel, no one in the entire village could stand against her.
"Let's see who dares!" Old Mrs. Yang walked out, leaning on her cane, her steps unsteady.
“Er Cui’s salary has already been handed over in advance. I’m not dead yet. Zhong Qingqing, do you not respect this old woman? When did it become your place to speak about the Yang family’s affairs as an old widow?”
Zhong Qingqing's brows furrowed so deeply they could trap a mosquito.
“I’m her mother, why can’t I have her?”
Old Mrs. Yang said angrily, "I am still the head of the Yang family."
After Yang Miaomiao received the money, she noticed that Qiao Wanyue was still standing there. She went over and found that this was a great spot; she could not only hear what they were arguing about, but also see everyone's expressions clearly.
"Sister Wanyue, it's only a dozen yuan, why are they acting like it's several hundred?"
Qiao Wanyue crossed her arms and laughed, "When we had money, a dozen yuan was nothing, but now the Yang family is having trouble even eating. The Li family won't let Yang Sancui go back. The whole family is living on these dozen yuan."
Yang Miaomiao was puzzled, "If things are so difficult, why is Yang Huaiyuan out working in the fields?" She had never seen Yang Huaiyuan go out; his face, though that of a grown man, was even whiter than a woman's.
Qiao Wanyue smiled but remained silent.
Yang Huaiyuan was the lifeblood of the family. Even if they couldn't afford to sell their daughter, they would rather sell their old body than let Yang Huaiyuan go out to work in the fields to earn money.
After all, he is the lifeblood of her family.
They are destined for great success in the future.
He laughed mockingly.
"Stop thinking about it, just watch the fight start."
Yang Miaomiao was looking down at her money when she heard that a fight had broken out. She stopped counting the money and stuffed it all into her pocket, her tone excited, "Who's fighting?"
Qiao Wanyue crossed her arms, looked into the distance, and said in a calm voice, "Zhong Qingqing, Old Lady Yang, Yang Huaiyuan, and Yang Ercui, no, Yang Sancui have also joined the battle."
Summary: A chaotic melee.
Zhong Qingqing was a scoundrel, and Old Lady Yang was no less so.
Old Mrs. Yang held onto Yang Ercui's wages tightly and refused to let go. Zhong Qingqing was so angry that she wanted to tear her apart, but she knew she couldn't do it in front of so many people. But her mouth was foul.
Grandma Yang struck first, hitting Zhong Qingqing with her cane, stunning her and causing her to lose her temper. Zhong Qingqing then started fighting with Grandma Yang on the spot.
When Yang Huaiyuan arrived late and saw that his grandmother had been beaten, he kicked the person who did it without saying a word. Then, Zhong Qingqing, who was bruised and swollen, turned around and saw her precious son.
Yang Huaiyuan was stunned when he saw his biological mother.
The biological mother and the biological grandmother got into a fight.
He hit his own mother for his own mother's sake?
Zhong Qingqing's eyes reddened; her own son had actually hit her for the sake of his old woman!
Of course, she couldn't bear to hit Yang Huaiyuan, so she hit Old Lady Yang even more vigorously.
Until the captain arrived with his men and pulled the people apart.
Grandma Yang jumped three zhang high, refusing to back down.
He struck the captain on the forehead with his cane.
The captain's vision went black, and he collapsed to the ground, motionless.
I'm so dizzy.
She gave away the dozen or so yuan she had just earned to the brigade leader for medical expenses.
They lost both their money and their possessions.
He also lost face in the brigade.
Yang Miaomiao laughed until her stomach hurt when she brought this up.
While she was watching the spectacle, she was still wondering who would get the money. Given Zhong Qingqing's shrewish nature, she wouldn't give up until she got the money.
But unexpectedly, the money ended up in their family's hands.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
