The wicked mother-in-law doesn't try to whitewash herself; she only abuses her awful children.

Chapter 603 The Powder Depot Exploded

Gu Youtian was so angry that he almost fell over in the snow.

This son is always getting himself into trouble. He not only crippled his own leg but also caused Wu Ren to break up his partnership with him. Now he's blown up the house and almost killed the whole family.

Can't bear it.

Gu Youtian went up and slapped Gu Ruinian, yelling, "You never stop! What are you trying to do? Are you dragging the whole family down with you?"

Before the New Year, he had already planned to agree to the Xu family's request to let Gu Ruinian become their son-in-law.

After being persuaded by Grandpa Gu and pleaded with by Madam Jia, Gu Ruinian was given a chance.

He deeply regretted it.

Gu Ruinian covered his face and glared at Gu Youtian. He really wanted to blow up the entire Gu family.

Especially Gu Youtian.

Realizing what had happened, Madam Wei hugged Yao Jia and cried, "Ruinian, no matter how much you dislike Yao Jia, you can't even think about taking his life. Don't you know the gunpowder you made can kill people? You led Yao Jia to set it on fire, what were you thinking?"

Wei Shi truly never imagined that Gu Ruinian would be so malicious as to use the Yao family to ignite the fuse.

If her son were killed in the explosion, Gu Ruinian would find all sorts of reasons, but in the end, it would definitely be attributed to Yaojia's ignorance and careless setting off firecrackers behind the adults' backs, which led to his death.

If Grandpa Gu tries to smooth things over again, her son's death will have been in vain.

Wei wished she could tear Gu Ruinian to pieces.

“Fengnian, I know Ruinian doesn’t like me as his sister-in-law, but you are his own brother, and the Yao family is your son. Did he ever think about how you, as his older brother, felt when he bombed the Yao family?”

While Wei may have intended to instigate Gu Fengnian to beat Gu Ruinian, her fear and tears were genuine.

Her son was almost killed in the bombing tonight.

Gu Fengnian was furious. He didn't even need Wei's instigation; he had wanted to beat Gu Ruinian to death long ago.

On the night of the fifteenth of the first lunar month, the village children, braving the biting cold wind, carried lanterns and ate melons at the Gu family's old house.

The flickering lights, reflecting the snow, danced on Gu Fengnian's face, which was contorted with rage.

Gu Ruinian looked at Gu Fengnian's face through the light and felt a sudden, inexplicable fear.

He, who was usually eloquent, was speechless in the face of the furious Gu Fengnian.

Xiao Long quietly stood beside Tong Huaqiong, holding a fire poker against the snow.

Gu Fengnian glanced around and saw the thick fire poker in Xiaolong's hand. Ignoring Xiaolong's exclamation, he snatched it and swung it at Gu Ruinian.

Those blows were extremely heavy; if it weren't for the thick cotton-padded clothes and trousers Gu Ruinian was wearing in winter, his spine would have been broken long ago.

An honest person can be deadly when they get angry.

The village chief was initially worried that a fight might result in death and wanted to intervene, but when he thought about how Gu Ruinian was illegally manufacturing gunpowder and would drag the whole village down with him, he gave up the idea of ​​stopping him.

Everyone has a father; if someone were to take his son's life, he would want to kill that person in return.

Thinking of his son, the village chief brought up the trouble caused by Gu Ruinian in the autumn, when his son Liu Qingsong was almost poisoned to death.

Gu Ruinian's steps were unsteady; he couldn't run away or dodge, and he was beaten by Gu Fengnian.

Grandpa Gu and Grandma Gu watched coldly without saying a word.

It was so cold. The two elderly people were terrified by the fire and were covered in cold sweat. After coming out, they were hit by the cold wind and felt a slight fever.

The villagers brought thick cotton clothes to wrap the two of them, and also brought ginger soup.

"Fengnian, give this unfilial brat a good beating!" Old Mrs. Gu said in a trembling voice after she warmed up.

Grandma Gu's words reminded the terrified Jia.

This was the first time she had ever seen her eldest son get angry.

Jia was afraid that Gu Fengnian would beat her youngest son to death. She rushed forward and hugged Gu Ruinian, shouting, "If you kill him, kill me first."

Gu Ruinian's invention of gunpowder was not kept secret from Jia Shi, who firmly believed that everything her youngest son did was for the sake of her family.

The gunpowder explosion was an accident.

When Tong Huaqiong saw Jia Shi stepping forward, she wondered if Jia Shi's mind was being controlled by some plot, otherwise how could she become a die-hard fan of Gu Ruinian and never stop being a fan?
If her son had made gunpowder and nearly killed the whole family, she would have been kicked out of the house long ago.

With Jia Shi blocking his way, Gu Fengnian was hesitant to act rashly, and he was panting heavily with anger as he held the stick.

"I thought you'd settled down after fiddling around at home all day, but it turns out you're making gunpowder. Ruinian, you've got some nerve."

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking? You've fallen from your scholarly career and you're always complaining and blaming everyone, but you just won't admit that you're useless. You had an affair with Xu Zaohua and got beaten and crippled, but you don't dare to hate the Zheng family, so you hate the whole family. You hate that Xiaoxue didn't marry for you, you hate that I didn't gouge out my bones and bleed to continue supporting you, you hate that your sister-in-law thought of her own son, you hate that Yao's family was praised by Master Su for their studies. So you want to blow us all up."

"You cowardly bastard, full of evil intentions, you wanted to blow someone up but didn't dare to do it yourself, so you dragged my son into it. I used to think that no matter what, we were still born of the same parents and were family. I never expected that you had already treated me as an enemy. Since that's the case, we brothers are no longer related."

Gu Fengnian yelled at Gu Ruinian, expressing his disappointment and frustration.

"A bumper harvest."

Gu Fengnian coldly looked at Jia Shi and interrupted her, saying, "Mother, how many children do you have? Open your eyes and look. You have two sons and a daughter. Aren't Xiaoxue and I your children? You have broken our hearts time and time again because of Gu Ruinian. Since that's the case, then you can only have one son, Gu Ruinian, from now on."

Despite tears streaming down her face, Jia remained protective of Gu Ruinian.

Gu Fengnian felt a chill in his heart.

Then there was another loud bang.

Flames shot straight up into the sky from the backyard of the old house.

In the firelight, Gu Ruinian's face was ashen.

His powder keg exploded!
People shouted and carried buckets, rushing to put out the fire.

There was a cellar in the backyard of the old house for storing grain, but it was abandoned because the old house didn't have that much grain.

Fearing that a large amount of gunpowder would be discovered, Gu Ruinian hid it inside.

Gu Jingzhe and his men searched the woodshed but found nothing; they only found gunpowder in the woodshed.

But it exploded at that very moment.

After being repeatedly provoked, Grandpa Gu fainted in the snow.

Tong Huaqiong didn't want to be in a family funeral right now, so she kept asking people to go and fetch a doctor.

Most people went to put out the fire, leaving the young women and wives looking at each other in bewilderment, wondering who would carry Grandpa Gu into the house.

"I come."

In the firelight, Gu Honglian's eyes lit up.

A person appeared and carried Grandpa Gu on his back.

Tong Huaqiong recognized the man; it was none other than Fan Tong, the great scholar.

It's unclear why Fan Tong appeared in Qinghe Bay.

Tong Huaqiong followed them into the old house.

The roof of the old house was burned, and the walls were cracked by the earthquake.

Fortunately, it was still habitable. While crying, Grandma Gu shook off the mud and ash from the bed, and Fan Tong then placed Grandpa Gu on the bed.

The doctor arrived through the snow and gave Grandpa Gu a few acupuncture treatments. Grandpa Gu opened his eyes, heard the fire still being fought outside, and a tear slid down his face.

"Sir, are you feeling better?"

Gu Jingzhe came in from outside and said to Grandpa Gu, "Fortunately, the gunpowder exploded in the cellar, so the fire didn't spread. The village chief is leading people to put out the fire."

Grandpa Gu looked up at the elegant and refined Gu Jingzhe, his heart filled with mixed emotions.