On her way back, Green Pearl encountered Lingxi.
Her eyes lit up, and she greeted him warmly: "Where are you going, sir?"
Lingxi pointed in the direction of Shen Miao's house: "Go to my son's house. They just got a cow, and I haven't seen it yet. I'll go take a look today when I have time."
Everyone in the tribe knows that Lingxi is greedy and cold-hearted towards her own child. When she says she's going to take a look, she just wants to get some benefits from him.
Green Pearl immediately said, "You should go and see. I heard that the cows produce milk every day. You are their elder, so they should be showing you respect."
The more Lingxi talked, the angrier she became. She stopped talking to Green Pearl, waved her hand and said, "Alright, I'm not talking to you anymore. I have to go."
As she spoke, she turned and walked away.
Green Pearl had just been scolded and wanted to see what was going on, so she followed behind.
The Shen Miao family was really lively today. One troublemaker after another came to cause trouble. Lingxi shouted at the door, "Qingchen, Qingchen, do you still recognize me as your mother?"
Shen Miao recognized the voice and her face immediately darkened.
The children looked up at Chen Miao nervously, saying, "It's Grandma."
"Don't be afraid." Shen Miao patted the children's heads. "Mother is here."
She stood up and went out to greet him, saying with a forced smile, "Mother, what are you saying? Qingchen is known for his filial piety in the surrounding tribes. It wouldn't be good if people heard you calling him that."
"It's you again, you wicked beast! You've been coaxing my son, holding your cubs in your hands, forcing him to obey you completely, and he doesn't even recognize me as his mother anymore!" Lingxi said coldly, her brows furrowed.
Green Pearl, hiding behind a tree, grinned from ear to ear upon hearing this. She knew that Lingxi had a way to deal with this ugly monster.
Shen Miao raised an eyebrow. "What are you saying? How could I dare not acknowledge you? Qingchen wouldn't dare either. Even now, he's in this state, and he often tells me that it's his regret that he can't be there to fulfill his filial duties to you."
Upon hearing this, Lingxi's eyes lit up, and she quickly said, "How can I not fulfill my filial duty? Look at all these big cows you have here. I won't even mention bringing them over. Just bring me a serving of milk every day. That's not an unreasonable request, is it?"
She was smug, certain that Shen Miao wouldn't be able to refuse.
If she refuses, she could be labeled as unfilial.
But she forgot that if Shen Miao were someone who cared about her reputation, she wouldn't be so disliked in the tribe.
Sure enough, Shen Miao, who had been all smiles just moments before, immediately put her hands on her hips upon hearing this: "Are you dreaming? My family doesn't even have enough milk for ourselves, let alone share it with you. Did you take care of Qingchen when he was injured, or did you feed the kids a meal? If you didn't do either, shut your mouth and leave quietly, or don't blame me for turning on you."
Lingxi cried out loudly, "Qingchen, look how your female beast is bullying your mother! I don't want to live anymore! Come out here! I'm being bullied to death! You unfilial son!"
Shen Miao was furious. She finally understood that this old female beast didn't care about Qingchen at all. Otherwise, what mother would yell and make a fuss for her son while he was recovering from an illness? Was she afraid that her son wouldn't die fast enough?
"What are you yelling about? Get out of here right now!" Shen Miao shouted in a low voice.
Lingxi ignored her completely, instead pushing her aside and rushing into Qingchen's room. Today, she was determined to force Qingchen to agree to a daily serving of milk; it was simply too tempting.
Qingchen straightened up and looked indifferently at her mother who rushed in.
Lingxi felt a little scared when she met his gaze, but thinking of milk, she mustered her courage and cried out, "Qingchen, your female beast is bullying me, aren't you going to do anything about it?"
"Mother, I can't control it." Qingchen's calm voice was devoid of any emotion.
Lingxi panicked and yelled, "How can I not control her? You're a beastman, the head of the household. She has to listen to what you say. Now, tell your female beastman to send me a serving of milk every day."
It was almost a command, with an unyielding and forceful tone.
A hint of mockery flashed in Qingchen's eyes. He didn't directly agree to Lingxi's request, but instead asked an unrelated question: "Mother, I'm not feeling well."
Lingxi was getting impatient: "If you're not feeling well, tell Shen Miao. Why are you telling me? I'm just asking you, are you going to give me the milk or not?"
At this point, Qingchen didn't even want to say anything.
His mother didn't care about him at all. She didn't care whether he lived or died. All she cared about was whether she could get her milk.
Qingchen, who had already given up hope, now had his eyes completely dimmed and his expression became even colder.
“The cow was obtained by Shen Miao in exchange for the beast crystals she hunted. She has managed everything in this family. Your son is dying and can't give you anything anymore. You should leave.”
After saying that, he turned his back and ignored him.
Lingxi was stunned with anger when Qingchen actually chased her away. "You, Qingchen, you don't even want your mother anymore! What sins have I committed?"
She started slapping her thigh and crying again.
Shen Miao grabbed her with one hand and dragged her out, slamming the door shut, ignoring Lingxi's shouts outside.
She let the four children go play by themselves and went to Qingchen's room.
"I kicked her out, you won't blame me, will you?" Shen Miao got straight to the point.
If Qingchen blames her, then she will accept it; however, she will not allow Qingchen to do anything to her in the future.
Qingchen nodded and said, "You did the right thing."
One sentence brought a smile to Shen Miao's face.
The main villain is still quite sensible.
Excited, Shen Miao couldn't help but move closer to Qing Chen. Qing Chen frowned and moved aside, but Shen Miao pretended not to see and breathed softly near Qing Chen: "I heard from the kids that you didn't drink your milk today?"
"No!" Qingchen quickly denied.
"Really?" Shen Miao reached out and put her hand on his shoulder. "Then why are you hiding?"
Qingchen watched her patiently. Shen Miao was very curious about where his bottom line was and wanted to see Qingchen lose his temper. However, to her surprise, Qingchen just closed his eyes briefly. When he opened them, he pushed her hand away, turned over and lay down on the inside of the room. His voice came through in a muffled tone: "I need to rest."
Shen Miao couldn't help but smile.
The villain's ears have turned red.
Shen Miao knew that everything had its limits, so she stopped teasing him. She got up and walked out, but stopped at the door and said to the figure with his back to her, "If you don't like the milk, I'll put some honey in it starting tomorrow. You can't pour it away anymore."
The figure seemed to freeze for a moment.
Shen Miao's mood improved even more, and she hummed a song as she walked outside.
The main villain can drink such bitter medicine, yet he can't drink milk? How strange!
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