Chapter 113 Mom, how can I live without you?
Hearing the commotion, Song Juan said anxiously, "Sister-in-law, what if she really runs into our door and dies?"
Although it wasn't their fault, if Grandma Cui were to actually die, their case would become unjustified.
People always unconsciously sympathize with the dead; the saying "the dead are the greatest" says it all.
Huang Ya also wavered a bit. Old Mrs. Cui was the kind of person who wouldn't give up until she got what she wanted, and she might actually do something like this.
Song Zhan kept piling meat onto Shen Wanjun's plate, saying, "Wife, eat more, you're so thin."
Shen Wanjun chuckled and said, "What do you mean by 'skinny'? I've gained several pounds recently."
Huang Ya chimed in, "You're still a bit thin; the baby needs a lot of nutrition."
When one person eats, the food is consumed by two people, so naturally, one should eat more.
Shen Wanjun nodded, ate another braised chicken foot, and noticed that the three of them were looking at her.
He wiped his mouth and said, "Don't worry, Old Lady Cui is such a person who values her life, she won't do anything foolish."
Selfish people cherish their lives, and Old Lady Cui was extremely selfish, so how could she joke about her own life?
Outside the door, Old Lady Cui sprang out like a firecracker, but was stopped three meters away from the gate.
Hao Mei hugged her waist and said, "Grandma Cui, don't do anything foolish."
Grandma Cui breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, someone stopped her, otherwise she would have really run into it.
She only wanted to scare Song Juan; she didn't really intend to kill herself.
Seeing that the time was right, Liu San immediately put on his dramatic act and rushed to Old Lady Cui's side.
He held Old Lady Cui's thin body tightly with both arms, and actually managed to squeeze out a few murky tears.
"Mom! My poor mom!"
His voice suddenly rose, and his wailing was heart-wrenching, as if he wanted all the neighbors to hear it.
"Mom, how can I live without you?"
He wailed as he secretly pinched his thigh, and the tears flowed even more fiercely.
"And what about Sanya? Can you bear to let them go without their grandmother's love? Mom, why don't you just take us all with you?"
He cried so hard that his forehead pounded against the ground repeatedly.
He collapsed onto the old woman like a limp rag, seemingly in excruciating pain.
Zhao Di and the other two were affected, and their fake crying turned into real crying.
For a time, the sound of wailing and crying could be heard incessantly outside Song Zhan's house, and the sound, like weeping at a grave, attracted many onlookers.
A series of broken sounds drifted into the living room. Song Juan said with a long face, "What bad luck!"
Having such a bizarre family, she felt a tightness in her chest and a surge of anger rising to the top of her head.
Life is like being stuck in a quagmire; whether you open the door or not, you're already covered in stench.
Song Zhan and Huang Ya were also getting restless, but Shen Wanjun continued to eat her braised meat with great demeanor.
"Sister-in-law, what if Old Lady Cui makes a big fuss?" Song Juan asked.
Shen Wanjun calmly said, "It's good that things have gotten out of hand. Someone will always step in to clean up the mess, so don't worry about it."
With Old Lady Cui causing such a commotion, Political Commissar Hao and Deputy Political Commissar Zhou must have already been mobilized.
With them around, Old Lady Cui can't cause any trouble.
Besides, they can only make a scene for one night; after that, they'll be out of sight and out of mind.
If you can get through this night, every day from now on will be sunny and bright.
When Grandma Cui heard her son and third granddaughter crying, it was as if she had received some kind of call to action.
He stood up and resolutely slammed his head against the door again.
She refused to believe that Song Juan could hold back from coming out.
This time, Zhou Lan hugged her when she was about 1 meter away from the gate.
Unlike Hao Mei, who patiently and kindly tried to persuade her not to act impulsively, this person had a different temperament.
Zhou Lan's arms gripped Old Lady Cui tightly like iron clamps, with such force that they almost broke her ribs.
Her voice was low and cold, with a hint of threat: "Grandma Cui, if you keep acting recklessly, no one will stop you next time."
Grandma Cui was stunned for a moment, then realized what she meant, her voice trembling: "What...what do you mean?"
"What do you mean?" Zhou Lan asked, completely bewildered.
"You just threatened me."
"Huh? Why would I threaten you for no reason?"
When she refused to admit it, Old Lady Cui pulled Hao Mei aside and complained, "Political Commissar Hao, you have to keep an eye on her. If she dares to threaten me today, she'll dare to take your position tomorrow."
Hao Mei didn't really want to pay attention to her, and only said, "Don't worry about these things."
It's just work; Zhou Lan isn't her child, so what right does she have to discipline her?
Besides, Zhou Lan didn't do anything wrong. Even if she really threatened her position, it only proves that she herself is not capable enough, and she can't blame others for being better than her.
Unable to argue with Hao Mei, Old Lady Cui started throwing a tantrum on the ground.
Liu San and Zhao Di also cried and pressured the two of them, but Hao Mei turned her face away and refused to look at them.
Zhou Lan crossed her arms and watched coldly as the group cried and made a scene.
The farce lasted for more than two hours before Zhang Kuan arrived at the scene with a large number of guards.
To prevent the situation from escalating and attracting onlookers, the security personnel quickly took control of the scene and took Cui Laotai and Liu San away.
The three Zhao sisters were also sent to the compound's security office.
Grandma Cui and Liu San and a few others spent the night in the security office of the security department, their teeth chattering from the cold.
The police arrived before dawn.
Since Song Juan did not issue a letter of understanding, Liu San and Old Lady Cui's actions constituted coercion of a respectable woman.
Although they did not cause any real harm to Song Juan, they were still sentenced to three years in prison.
Considering that there would be no one to take care of Zhao Di's three children after the two were imprisoned, their sentences were changed to a one-year suspended sentence.
Upon hearing the verdict, Liu Sanchang breathed a long sigh of relief.
A one-year suspended sentence means that as long as you behave well, you won't have to go to jail.
Just as Liu San was preparing to keep a low profile, his secret renting of houses to villagers was suddenly exposed.
When the higher-ups learned of this, they slammed their fists on the table and angrily shouted, "Our family compound is for military families. Using national resources for business is utterly despicable!"
Soon, the authorities ruthlessly confiscated Liu San's house, extinguishing their last hope.
Old Mrs. Cui, that wretched woman, now has only one choice: to drag her whole family of jinxes back to their rural hometown in disgrace.
The family packed up their belongings with embarrassed expressions; it was already broad daylight.
Under the piercing gazes of the crowd, they scurried away like rats with their tails between their legs.
That figure looked even more pathetic than a drowning dog.
Along the way, they were practically drowned in the spittle and whispers of the crowd:
"Look! That old hag finally got her comeuppance! Hahaha!"
"That damned Liu San, he's ruined his house and his livelihood. From now on, his whole family will be starving!"
"Pah! A whole family of troublemakers! If they get out of here, the feng shui of our compound will improve, and the air will be cleaner!"
Shen Wanjun stood at the door, smiling and waving goodbye to Old Madam Cui.
"Grandma Cui, go now, we'll never meet again."
Song Zhan chuckled to himself. His wife's sharp tongue was really something else; she was just rubbing salt into Old Lady Cui's wounds.
Song Juan packed her things and prepared to go to work.
Seeing Old Lady Cui pass by, she also gave her a sharp rebuke: "Old Lady Cui, you'd better hurry up. The mountains are high and the roads are long. Be careful not to run into robbers when it gets dark."
Zhao Di looked at Song Juan, then suddenly ran over and hugged her waist, saying, "Aunt Song, please, please take me as your goddaughter, okay?"
"I will definitely take good care of you from now on. When you die, I will definitely wear mourning clothes for you and break a basin for you."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com