Volume One, Chapter 15: It Doesn't Seem Like Watching the Living

The Shen family owned land, so if they returned, though life would be harder for everyone, at least they could have a full meal. Besides, the Shen family was large, so no one dared to bully them easily.

“Tiantian, how about we—”

“I don’t agree!”

Mrs. Shen hobbled out of the house.

“You, who are always stirring up trouble and meddling, if it weren’t for you, would my son have grown apart from his own parents? He wouldn’t have had to split from the family with you. Look at what you and your son have dragged my son into all these years!”

“My son and grandson live with me, at least they can eat their fill. And with you? What have you earned for the two of them? Just two dilapidated straw huts! Not even a spare pair of shoes!”

Her words made Mrs. Shen’s face change repeatedly.

She wiped her tears in frustration and broke down crying loudly when Mr. Shen looked over.

“It’s my fault, I’m useless, I’ve been a burden! If you want to go back, then go back. I’ll live out on my own!”

Yin Tiantian sighed. The Jiao family’s tactics hadn’t even been fully employed yet, but the elderly couple was already at odds. Mr. Shen was soft-hearted, and Mrs. Shen knew only how to sulk.

When the family split before, Tiantian hadn’t come yet. Now it seemed that even dividing into two households with only two quilts was already quite an achievement!

“I won’t agree to splitting the family!”

Yin Tiantian picked up a firewood stick and held it in her hand. Madame Jiao shot her a glare.

“Who gave you the right to speak here? What, are you planning to hit me? How dare you, a junior, lay a hand on your elders?”

Tiantian spat.

“Elder? What elder are you? You’re the one trying to sell me out, and I can’t defend myself? Am I supposed to stand here quietly and wait for you to betray me? What are you to me? Did you give birth to me or raise me? Why do you have the right to lord over my home? My parents won’t do anything to you out of filial piety, but I’m not related to you. I’ll beat you first, then go apologize to my parents!”

Seeing she was serious, Madame Jiao shouted and rushed to the middle of the yard.

“Violence! Dalang, are you really so heartless as to hit your own mother? Don’t you care at all about our mother-son bond?”

The louder she shouted, the more Yin Tiantian wanted to hit her. She didn’t know why, but ever since she pinned Wang Cuihua down and beat her last time, it felt satisfying. Now, when she had the chance to act, she preferred to hit rather than argue.

So, what had been only a scare turned real: the firewood stick in Yin Tiantian’s hand landed squarely on Madame Jiao’s behind, burning hot enough to make her jump up clutching her rear!

“Tiantian, stop!”

Cui Heng appeared at the door of the upper house without anyone noticing.

Tiantian, on the verge of losing control, instantly snapped back to her senses and hurriedly dropped the firewood stick, slipping behind him.

Oh no, would this ruin the young master’s reputation?

Would he blame her?

“Young master, I…”

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