But now, through a series of investigations, it has been confirmed that Fu Bingqiang never actually told anyone.
How cruel must one be to not tell their parents when they pass away?
Now, Ning Jing has directly pointed out that Liu Yaomei actually stole all the money Fu Hongxing sent home.
Using other people's money, they actually bought such a good nutritional product as malted milk powder for their grandson.
How cruel must someone be?
How dare they claim they had good intentions?
Such kindness is something no one would dare to accept.
"Liu Yaomei, I remember that the coffins for Fu Binghui and his wife were provided by the village, weren't they?"
How did it become "your family's" in your mouth?
Tan Dingguo decided to put aside the matter of Qingshan for the time being and deal with the immediate issues first.
"Yes, I also remember that the wood used to make the coffin came from the village."
After all, there's simply no wood available to make a coffin these days.
"Liu Yaomei, you're so shameless!"
"Exactly, you actually claim things from the village as your own? You're dreaming, aren't you?"
From the moment Ning Jing started speaking, Liu Yaomei's face was alternating between dark and white patches.
Hearing the village chief and villagers' words again, he couldn't help but grit his teeth, so angry that his teeth ached.
"This is a family matter, what does it have to do with you?"
"Get the hell away from me, Ning Jing, you little bitch, I'll teach you to talk nonsense."
After saying that, she jumped up from the ground, grabbed the broom that Xiuchun had left in the yard, and pounced on Ning Jing, hitting her hard on the head and face.
Ning Jing's ankle was so swollen that she could barely stand up thanks to Siya's support.
Seeing Liu Yaomei swinging a broom at her, she instinctively turned around, bent down, and hugged Siya, shielding her with her body and exposing her back.
Just as the broom was about to land on Ning Jing, Fu Hongxing reached out and grabbed Liu Yaomei's arm that was holding the broom.
Fu Hongxing is about 1.8 meters tall, while Liu Yaomei is only about 1.5 meters tall.
Fu Hongxing pulled hard, dragging Liu Yaomei far away, his fingers tightening slightly.
"Oh my god!"
Liu Yaomei cried out in pain, feeling as if her wrist was being clamped by iron clamps, unable to move at all.
At the same time, the fingers that were holding the broom loosened their grip, and the broom fell to the ground with a thud.
"Aunt, Ningjing is my wife. I wouldn't even lay a finger on her. Where did you get the audacity to hit her like that?"
After saying that, he pushed her away with a look of disgust, causing Liu Yaomei to crash into Fu Hongjun.
Fu Hongzhong had just caught his breath when he was hit again, letting out a loud "ow" and tears streaming down his face from the pain.
"He's hitting someone! His nephew is hitting someone!"
Eldest brother, second brother, fourth brother, are you all dead?
Didn't you see your mother getting beaten up?
I can't live anymore. I'm so old, and I'm being beaten like this by my own juniors.
"I'd rather just kill myself! I'll fight you all to the death!"
Liu Yaomei cried out pitifully, but her body remained motionless.
Those she called out, besides the eldest and second eldest brothers who stepped forward and helped her up.
The fourth brother hid far, so far that he was almost indistinguishable from the villagers watching.
"Mother, Father has fainted. Let's help him back home first!"
The eldest brother advised him.
Upon hearing this, Liu Yaomei burst into tears, crying, "Old man, if you die, how will I live?"
"Fu Hongxing, hit me, hit me! If you're so capable, beat us old folks to death!"
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