The tycoon's wicked wife from the era of literature has been reborn.

The Jiang family's five houses were built in a row, separated by at most one alley, so they could hear everything happening next door.

Jiang Baohai's house is at the far east end, separated from Jiang Sanbo's house by Jiang Sibo's house, which is one room away.

If Uncle Jiang were cursing in his own yard, he might not have been able to hear it so clearly.

But when he rushed onto the main road, his shout could be heard throughout the entire village.

Jiang Baohai was also having dinner.

Normally, my family eats at the small square table in the kitchen; we're not that particular about it.

The kitchen was right next to the road. Uncle Jiang was cursing and swearing, so fierce that all the neighbors came out with their rice bowls to watch the commotion.

Someone stepped forward and asked, "Third Uncle, why are you out here cursing people so late at night? Tell us who offended you. If they really did something wrong, we'll all curse them together."

The three people in the kitchen immediately perked up their ears, also very curious.

Unexpectedly, Uncle Jiang pointed at the person who asked the question and questioned suspiciously, "Why haven't I seen you caring about your uncle like this before? Has the sun risen in the west today?"

"I bet it's you who spread the rumor that I never washed my feet since I was a kid, and that my feet stank so badly they could kill rats!"

As they spoke, a commotion broke out, and the young man who had asked the question was so frightened that he quickly tried to explain.

After a commotion, the two were separated by onlookers.

Then they heard Qian Qiaolan angrily demand, "Who said my third son doesn't wash his feet? If you have the guts, then stand up and admit it!"

At this moment, an elderly woman who had sat with Jiang's mother during the day suddenly realized something and said:
"You people are really something, spreading all sorts of nonsense. Nobody said anyone had smelly feet today. Everyone was saying we shouldn't share foot basins because it's easy to spread athlete's foot!"

"Look!" He pointed to the gate of Jiang Baohai's house. "It was said by Xiao Hai's new daughter-in-law, and by the experts on TV. How could it be wrong?"

As she spoke, completely oblivious to the drastic change in the expressions of Uncle Jiang and his wife, the old woman continued to berate the group spreading rumors:
"Look what you've done to a perfectly good thing! Hey, Qiaolan, what are you doing!"

Before the old lady could finish speaking, Qian Qiaolan pounded on Jiang Baohai's front door.

Qian Qiaolan shouted angrily, "You surnamed Gao, come out here!"

Is your surname Gao?
The three people in the kitchen looked at each other.

Jiang's mother wanted to go out and explain, as she could prove that her daughter-in-law was absolutely innocent.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Baohai and Gao Qinghe pressed down on both of his shoulders at the same time.

The couple exchanged a glance, put down their empty bowls of rice, and walked together toward the door.

Jiang's mother wanted to follow, but Gao Qinghe gave her a long, cold look.

Jiang's mother couldn't describe the feeling of that one glance, but in short, it successfully made her dare not take another step forward.

The door suddenly opened with a "whoosh." The courtyard was dark and unlit. Qian Qiaolan didn't notice anyone coming out of the door. She slapped at the door but missed, and almost fell forward.

In the dim light, a hand firmly grasped her arm and helped her up.

"What do you want?" Gao Qinghe asked expressionlessly.

The onlookers at the door fell silent the moment she came out.

But my excitement was rising; I was about to witness a spectacular show.

Gao Qinghe thought maliciously that perhaps someone wanted to see this drama, which is why the rumor that Uncle Jiang never washes his feet was spread.

Of course, she wouldn't let them have their way.

Qian Qiaolan hurriedly pulled her hand away from Gao Qinghe's grasp and instinctively took two steps back. Uncle Jiang was standing behind her, and when Qian Qiaolan bumped into him, the couple took another step back together.

It wasn't Gao Qinghe who scared him, but Jiang Baohai who walked out from behind her that startled him.

This kid clearly still holds a grudge; his eyes were as cold and sinister as a viper's.

After hearing the old woman's explanation, the rumor that he didn't wash his feet was dispelled, and he didn't intend to do anything about it.

Who would have thought that his wife would be so quick, banging on Jiang Baohai's big iron gate.

Uncle Jiang peeked back, but didn't see his mother come out. His heart clenched.

The easiest opponent didn't appear; instead, the two most difficult opponents arrived.

"What are you looking at?" Gao Qinghe glanced behind her, and before Jiang Sanbo and his wife could speak, she continued:
"Want to see if my mom comes out? Well, don't wait anymore, she can't possibly come out. She was just eating dinner when the front door was banged on loudly, which startled her so much that she almost fainted from choking. She can't even get up to rest now."

Jiang's mother heard everything clearly in the courtyard. She looked down at herself and found herself unharmed. She was alright!
Why is this daughter-in-law talking nonsense?

Qian Qiaolan shared the same thought, and scoffed, "Who are you trying to scare? You think you can just knock on a door and get choked? Do you think she's some kind of Empress Dowager?"

"I'm asking you, did you spread the rumor that my third child has never washed his feet since he was a child?!"

Gao Qinghe looked at her in surprise, "Are you deaf? Didn't the old lady just explain? I only said that foot basins cannot be shared. As for whether your family washes their feet or not, how would I know?"

"Who are you calling deaf!" Qian Qiaolan suddenly exploded, pointing at Gao Qinghe's nose and about to start cursing.

Gao Qinghe was very quick, slapping her finger so hard it was bent crooked.

Unfortunately, it was the very index finger that Gao Qingya had dislocated on their wedding day. Her face instantly turned red, and she screamed in pain.

Uncle Jiang roared angrily: "How dare you lay a hand on your elders!"

Jiang Baohai stepped forward, "Then Third Aunt, don't fight with the younger generation!"

"You, you!" Jiang Sanbo was so angry that he could only retort shamelessly: "It is only right for elders to discipline juniors. How can juniors fight with elders? Xiao Hai, how can you do this to your deceased father?"

The topic is completely off-topic.

Gao Qinghe spoke up: "Third Uncle, Third Aunt, whether Jiang Baohai has done right by Dad is his own business. As for whether you have done wrong, I don't know. I just want to ask one question: what exactly do you want by knocking on the door?"

Qian Qiaolan replied very quickly, "Of course I'm asking if you spread the rumor!"

"I already said no, can you leave now? Mom is still dizzy, and we're really worried about her if no one is watching over her."

Gao Qinghe acted as if she was doing this for your own good, saying, "It's such a small thing, yet you've made such a fuss over it. It's okay if it delays us, but if my mom really faints and needs to go to the hospital, Uncle and Aunt will have to pay for her medical expenses."

Uncle Jiang's instinctive reaction was: "You're trying to extort me?!"

Gao Qinghe thought to herself, "Not only do I want to extort you, I also want to beat you up."

He forced a smile, staring intently at Uncle Jiang and his wife, clearly indicating that he was trying to extort money from them.

Do I need to pay?
That would take Qian Qiaolan's life!
Gao Qinghe sneered inwardly, "I'm going to take your life."

"Mom, are you alright? Are you having trouble breathing? Should we go to the clinic?" Gao Qinghe asked with concern as she entered the courtyard.

Jiang's mother's eyes darted around, and she didn't know what to do with her hands and feet; she was completely panicked.

However, before she could figure out how to respond to her daughter-in-law's nonsense...

Qian Qiaolan spat and left with the words, "You win!" before quickly pulling Uncle Jiang away. (End of Chapter)