I painted an aircraft carrier on the courtyard house for Dongda University.

Zhou Weiguo looked in the direction of the sound and saw a group of people gathered in the corner of the hall. In the center of the crowd, Jia Zhangshi was standing with her hands on her hips, her hair disheveled, cursing at Qin Huairu and scratching at her with both hands, looking like she was about to fight to the death.

Zhou Weiguo had no time to pay attention to the two's squabble; Yu Li's impending childbirth was the most important thing right now.

He quickly stepped forward and, together with the flustered and helpless Sha Zhu, carefully helped Yu Li to her feet, avoiding the noisy crowd, and headed straight for the emergency room.

As the uncle, it was inconvenient for him to stay in the delivery room for long. He first accompanied the two to the obstetrics triage desk, quickly helped Yu Li register for the emergency room, and then unhesitatingly took out 100 yuan to pay the hospitalization fee. He instructed Sha Zhu to keep watch outside the emergency room and call him immediately if there was any situation. Only then did he turn around and slowly slip back to the lobby, ready to watch the farce with a spectator's mentality.

As soon as they reached the corner of the hall, they saw Qin Huairu with disheveled hair and clothes, and several bright red bloodstains on her face, which were particularly eye-catching. They were obviously scratched by Jia Zhangshi's sharp fingernails.

She covered her face and dodged awkwardly, crying and sobbing as she tried to explain herself, her steps faltering, as panicked as a frightened bird.

Jia Zhangshi chased after her relentlessly, still cursing and scratching at Qin Huairu with her hands, as if she wanted to tear Qin Huairu apart a few more times. Her desperate posture caused the onlookers to give way, and murmurs of discussion rose and fell.

Qin Huairu shrank back, her face filled with fear and embarrassment. Her hair was disheveled from being pulled, but she still tried to argue, "Mom, you've misunderstood! You've really misunderstood!"

"Misunderstand?"

Madam Jia sneered, her eyes filled with resentment. She grabbed Qin Huairu's sleeve and wouldn't let go. "What a misunderstanding! You think you can turn my house and workplace into your Qin family's property just because of a misunderstanding?"

"With just a flimsy misunderstanding, you tricked my son Dongxu into signing documents, secretly transferring the Jia family's house to your name, and even taking his factory job! What kind of black-hearted bastard are you? I think you've been hoping for my son's death and for the Jia family's fortune to be swallowed up!"

"I was blind back then to bring you, you heartless scumbag, into the city. If I, Jia Dongxu, hadn't married you, you'd still be toiling in the fields in the countryside, you ungrateful, shameless piece of trash!"

Jia Zhangshi cursed more and more fiercely, spitting all over Qin Huairu's face. She raised her other hand high, her nails sharp as claws, and scratched at Qin Huairu's face again, the hatred in her eyes almost devouring her.

Qin Huairu trembled with fright, abruptly turning her head to dodge. Then, like a headless fly, she ran around Jia Zhangshi, her face full of panic and her eyes filled with disbelief and confusion. She had clearly reported Lao Jia's matter to the police station, so how could they have escaped?

Seeing this, the surrounding middle-aged women also started to make a fuss, pointing and whispering about Qin Huairu without any restraint, their words piercing her heart.

A middle-aged woman in a blue cotton shirt in the front row frowned and muttered to the person next to her, "Tsk tsk, she looks respectable, but who knew she was so heartless! Her husband is still lying on a stretcher, and she's already in a hurry to swindle the family property. How unfaithful!"

Another middle-aged woman with curly hair immediately chimed in, deliberately raising her voice to make sure Qin Huairu could hear: "Exactly! She's a classic ingrate, living a life of luxury in the city thanks to a man, and then trying to bankrupt him completely. She has no shame!"

An older woman carrying a shopping basket pointed at Qin Huairu's retreating figure and spat, her tone full of disdain: "I bet she's been hoping for her husband to get into trouble so she can take the family fortune and remarry! This kind of woman is a disgrace to the family and a disgrace to all women!"

The whispers rose and fell, pricking Qin Huairu like needles. Her face flushed red and then turned pale, filled with shame and guilt. She lowered her head even further, flustered and at a loss, unable to even utter a word of explanation.

Jia Zhangshi had already chased Qin Huairu around several times, and was so tired that her chest heaved violently and she was panting heavily. Hearing the chatter of the onlookers, she seemed to have gained new energy. She suddenly stopped and put one hand on her hip to support herself.

Pointing her other finger at Qin Huairu's nose, she continued her tirade in a shrill voice, deliberately raising her voice so everyone present could hear: "Come on, everyone! Open your eyes wide and see! This is the shameless slut from the Qin family! She's that infamous rotten woman from Qin Family Village in the north of the city! Back then, our Jia family spent a real 10 yuan dowry to marry her off. That's 50 years! How much can you buy with 10 yuan? Back then, even 5 yuan was more than enough to marry a country girl. But Jia Dongxu liked her, so I gave it to him without a second thought. And this shameless Qin Family Village married this shameless piece of trash into our family!"

She paused, spat, and her eyes flashed with even more venom, each word piercing the heart: "I thought marrying a wife would make her dutiful to her mother-in-law and serve her husband, but I never imagined I'd let a wolf into the house! My son Dongxu and I were only away for six months, without her watching over us, and she tricked him into signing a divorce agreement, and that wasn't enough, she even tricked him into signing a house transfer agreement! This heartless slut not only took over two large rooms in our Jia family's courtyard at No. 95 Nanluoguxiang, but she also tricked my son Dongxu out of his secure job at the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill!"

As she spoke, she took two more steps forward, slapping her thigh and wailing to the crowd, "Everyone, be the judge! Our Jia family has treated her well, providing her with food and clothing, raising her from the countryside to the city to enjoy a life of luxury, and she turns around and tries to destroy our Jia family! Is there any woman in this world more heartless and shameless than her?"

These words added fuel to the fire, and the onlookers, mostly middle-aged women, started gossiping even more fiercely. The woman in the blue cotton shirt nodded repeatedly, "My God! Ten yuan as a bride price was a huge sum back then! This woman is truly heartless!"

The curly-haired middle-aged woman chimed in, "They're even taking up someone else's workspace! They're trying to wipe out the Jia family! That's utterly despicable!"

Qin Huairu trembled from the scolding and felt utterly ashamed under the gazes of the crowd. Her lips trembled as she tried to defend herself, but she was drowned out by Jia Zhangshi's curses and the murmurs of the crowd. She could only bite her lip tightly, her eyes filled with panic and despair. She never expected that Jia Zhangshi would reveal all these old stories and family secrets. Now she was completely unable to explain herself.

Seeing that everyone was on her side, Madam Jia became even more smug. After catching her breath, she pointed at Qin Huairu and cursed, "Don't pretend to be pitiful! Today, either you return the house and your workplace to the Jia family, or I'll just smash my head against this wall and kill myself right here, so everyone can see the true face of this vicious woman. Then I'll go to your factory and cause trouble, and you'll taste the bitterness of being utterly disgraced!"