Yang Chunxiao, who was squatting outside the door, was shocked all over and pressed his ears closer, for fear of missing any words said by the people in the room.
Even if the big courtyard in the town was rented, it would cost a large sum of money every month. Wang Dujuan would never be willing to spend this money in vain. She told the villagers that Yang Yaoguang was capable and became a retainer of Master Li, and it was Li Shangcai who allocated the courtyard to him.
Although this is true, Li Shangcai pays the rent for the yard every month, but it is definitely not to gain Yang Yaoguang's face, but for other purposes.
Old Mrs. Yang has lived for most of her life, and she can see everything clearly. How could she not see the twists and turns here?
She was unwilling to go to the town to get involved in the mess. She said that she had lived in the village for too long and was reluctant to leave her old yard, so she refused to go to the town.
This was exactly what Wang Dujuan wanted. She didn't want to drag her little girl to the town and ruin her good life. When Old Lady Yang said she didn't want to go, she agreed without hesitation. She even pretended to cry with her neighbors to show her filial piety.
Yang Dali has no other hobbies except gambling with small amounts of money. The casinos in town are too corrupt, so he usually doesn't dare to go in easily. He only dares to play a few small cards with a few idle men in the village.
He was unhappy in the town and didn't want to go. He used the excuse that he was worried about his mother being alone at home and wanted to stay and take care of her.
Wang Dujuan sneered in her heart. How could she not know who Yang Dali was? He was a coward. He just said he wanted to gamble if he wanted to. He pretended to be filial, which was disgusting.
Yang Dali didn't want to go and Wang Dujuan didn't force him. Wild boars can't eat fine bran, so he will never enjoy a good life.
Yang Yaoguang was sent to the town to study since he was a child. He had very little affection for the old lady and rarely said a few words to her all year round. He didn't expect that the old lady was old and would not live for many years, so he could be of great help in her last moments.
Thinking of this, Yang Yaoguang's eyes swirled around, full of calculations: "Yes, there is still someone living at home who eats and drinks for free. We have raised her for so many years, she should do something to repay us."
Yang Chunxue affectionately pulled Wang Dujuan's arm, with a fierce look on her face that didn't belong to her age: "Mom, do you have an idea?"
Yang Chunxue didn't care whether Yang Donghu would be abused by Li Shangcai. She just couldn't stand Yang Donghu being treated like a dog at home. Now that she got married and wore some nice clothes, she wanted to stand up straight and live as a human being. She was dreaming!
After being repeatedly humiliated by Yang Donghu, Yang Chunxue's resentment grew. If she hadn't given him this marriage, would he have the good life he has today? Not only was he ungrateful, but he also dared to treat her coldly. How despicable.
Wang Dujuan was in high spirits after having an idea. She wished she could tie him up and send him to Li Shangcai's bed right away. "Of course. That ungrateful little bastard Yang Donghu doesn't like anyone in our family, but don't forget, that little bitch was raised under the protection of the old lady. He can't bear to part with this family bond. Do you think Yang Anjin really had something to do with the old lady when he kept coming to our house every few days?"
"I feel bad for the old lady because of Yang Donghu. Since he is willing to care about this grandmother, you can't blame us for being cruel."
Wang Dujuan lazily raised her hand and motioned for the maid to hand over a handkerchief. "The old lady is old and in poor health. It's not normal for her to be sick every few days. Yang Donghu is our grandson. Even if he is nominally no longer related to us, the blood relationship cannot be severed. Isn't it reasonable for him to serve us?"
Although the words were good, Yang Chunxue was still a little worried: "What if he is really cruel and unwilling to serve me?"
"Not willing?" Yang Yaoguang snorted coldly, "He has no choice but to do so. If he dares to say no, I'll immediately send people to attack the Zhao family. Then they'll be in the wrong, and the accusation of being unfilial will crush their entire family. The villagers will drown them with saliva alone."
Wang Dujuan looked at her grown-up son with satisfaction, and praised his words: "My son is really smart. As long as we use some tricks in the middle, he will be willing to agree even if he doesn't want to. As long as he enters our house, he will be at our mercy."
Yang Chunxue felt relieved, but when she thought of Yang Donghu's miserable future, she trembled with excitement. She wanted to see whether the Zhao family would still be willing to keep Yang Donghu after he had soiled his body.
Yang Chunxue didn't just hold a grudge against Yang Donghu. Yang Anjin had also rarely given her a good look. If he hadn't been there to make trouble, she and Yang Anchen wouldn't have had such a hard time getting along, and they might have been engaged long ago.
She thought bitterly that after teaching Yang Donghu a lesson, the next one would be Yang Anjin. Then she would see if he could still rely on Yang Anchen to keep his eyes on the top of his head.
The mother and her two children got together and said nothing nice, but they thought of all kinds of ways to harm others.
After hearing this, Yang Chunxiao's eyes widened in horror. She was afraid of making any noise and alerting the people inside, so she tiptoed away quietly, her mind full of thoughts.
What should I do? Yang Chunxiao bit his nails and thought quickly: Wang Dujuan's method is too insidious. Even if I tell Yang Donghu now, it will be useless.
After all, she had overheard all this, and the old lady was lying safely at home. Even if she told Yang Donghu, he would be on guard. But when the old lady was really unhappy, could Yang Donghu really not come?
The Yang family is a den of wolves. No matter how careful you are, you will always be careless once you enter their house. Wang Dujuan has the old lady in her hand, so Yang Donghu will always be at a disadvantage. Besides, how can he resist a hungry wolf with ulterior motives alone?
Zhao Luochuan is quite capable, but he has no reason to pick a fight before Wang Dujuan takes action. When the moment comes for them to attack the old lady, even if Yang Donghu can protect himself, can the old lady?
The old lady was already weak, and if she was really persecuted by Wang Dujuan, she would be dead. Even if we find evidence to bring Wang Dujuan to justice, can this bring the old lady back?
Yang Chunxiao's mind had never worked so quickly before. She analyzed the pros and cons in a flash.
No matter how you look at it, Yang Donghu can't escape this disaster, so why not...
Yang Chunxiao swallowed and his eyes were dull for a long time until he was awakened by the shouting outside the street.
A small stall selling rice dumplings made from fermented glutinous rice had been set up at the street corner. People were chatting and laughing in front of the stall, and Yang Chunxiao spotted Yang Donghu among them at first sight.
At this moment, he was smiling and lowering his head to eat the dumplings handed to him by Zhao Luochuan. This kind of smile was something Yang Chunxiao had never seen in all the years he had been at the Yang family.
Zhao Luochuan put his hand in front of Yang Donghu's chin and looked at him as if he was looking at the most precious treasure in the world.
Yang Chunxiao clenched his palms, and his mind became more determined.
Yang Donghu, this time just consider it as a thank you for the few pieces of cakes I gave you yesterday.
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