"I'll give it back, I'll give it back!"

Saying these words was like a knife to Li Shufen's heart.

If she had known she would have to return them, she would never have let Mingyu accept these things!

Li Shufen suppressed her heartache and whispered to Song Mingyu where the family hid the money. Song Mingyu glared at Zhang Guiying and ran back into the house.

After a while.

Song Mingyu came out carrying a box, her eyes red.

Li Shufen opened the box, inside was a thick stack of ten-yuan notes, totaling 1500 yuan. This money was the family's hard-earned savings from more than half a year's wages, which was originally intended to be deposited in the bank.

Li Shufen broke her leg and was delayed, but who knew it would come in handy today.

It's better to save it.

Li Shufen angrily pointed out 1470 yuan. Only three lonely bills remained from the thick stack of money. When she handed them to Zhang Guiying, her hands were trembling with anger. "Here you go, count them carefully and get out of here."

Zhang Guiying was initially a little angry.

When I saw the money, my anger vanished immediately.

So what if she's a bit fierce? She's had a rabies vaccine, so who's she afraid of?

He happily took it, counted it, and put it in his pocket after confirming that it was correct. "Then our two families are even."

Li Shufen said angrily, "Now that we're even, get out of here. From now on, our two families will go our separate ways and have nothing to do with each other anymore."

Zhao Jinzhong knocked down his two brothers and chased after them, panting, when he heard Li Shufen's words.

When Zhao Jinzhong learned that Zhang Guiying had gotten back the money he had given to Song Mingyu, his mind went blank.

late!

He was still too late!

Zhao Jinzhong lost his temper and rushed into the crowd like a madman. He angrily shoved Zhang Guiying, shouting, "Mingyu and I are getting along perfectly well! Who told you to come and ask for money! I already said that the two thousand yuan dowry and the three major gifts were things I offered to give voluntarily. Why did you have to come to Mingyu's house and cause trouble!"

"You can't stand to see me doing well, are you only happy when I'm still single? Are you even my real mother?"

"Where's the money? That's my money. I can give it to whomever I want. You have no right to ask Mingyu for money." As he spoke, he reached for Zhang Guiying's pocket, but Zhang Guiying slapped him across the face with a big slap.

Still not satisfied, Zhang Guiying grabbed a hemp rope, twisted it into a knot, and began to beat Zhao Jinzhong mercilessly, yelling and cursing, "You think I can't stand to see you doing well? Have you lost your conscience?!"

"You shameless bastard! I don't deserve this money? I'm the only one in the whole world who deserves it. I raised you all these years, and I've never seen you give me a single penny, but you're so generous with money when it comes to outsiders."

"You eat my food, drink my water, and live in my house, what right do you have to say this is your money? I provide for you so you can save money to act like a fool in front of others!"

Wearing thin clothes in summer.

The rope fell on my body with a crisp cracking sound.

Fearing being caught in the crossfire, Zhang Xia quickly moved far away, and the onlookers also retreated.

Zhang Guiying went all out, using all her strength with each stroke. Her thin clothes were torn apart after a few lashes, revealing streaks of blood.

Unable to bear the pain any longer, Zhao Jinzhong turned and grabbed the rope, roaring, "I'm willing! I'm willing to spend any amount of money on Mingyu!"

Exhausted from beating her, Zhang Guiying gasped for breath and cursed, "Fine, very fine! I guess I must have committed some terrible sin in my past life to give birth to a beast like you."

"The money Song Mingyu repaid will be considered the cost of raising you all these years. From now on, you are no longer my son! You're siding with outsiders, go back to your old ways!"

Zhang Guiying forcefully shoved Zhao Jinzhong toward Song Mingyu, roaring, "I don't want this son anymore, you can have him!"

After saying that, he turned and left.

Seeing Zhang Xia still standing there dumbfounded, he shouted angrily, "What are you still standing there for? Don't you want to leave either?"

"Let's go, let's go, we're leaving now!"

An angry old hag is not to be trifled with.

Zhang Xia quickly pushed her bicycle to catch up with Zhang Guiying.

After winding their way out of the winery's residential compound, Zhao Binghe immediately approached with concern. He had heard Guiying arguing with the Song family mother and daughter, as well as Zhao Jinzhong, and fearing it would affect Guiying's performance, Zhao Binghe didn't dare to go up to her.

"Guiying..."

Just as I was thinking about how to comfort her, I saw Zhang Guiying clutching her bulging pockets, her eyes crinkling with joy.

Zhao Binghe stared in disbelief. "Wife, you're not angry?"

Of course I'm angry.

How could she not be angry when a sharp knife suddenly appeared between her legs, aimed at her?

But after dying once, Zhang Guiying realized that she couldn't punish herself for other people's mistakes. Who would care if she got angry and upset? She would only be the one suffering.

Besides, we've already fought and cursed, and most importantly, we've gotten the money.

She's already gotten all the benefits, what's there for her to be angry about? Zhang Guiying snorted lightly, "I won't try to climb up, I won't compare, I won't let myself get angry over something like that."

They even made up a catchy rhyme about it.

Zhao Binghe was relieved.

Zhang Xia, standing nearby, twitched her lips and tentatively asked, "Mom, you really don't want your fourth son anymore? He's your own flesh and blood."

"I don't need any more sons."

She glanced at Zhang Xia as she spoke, "I'm still young and earning a salary, and yet they're all so unfilial. What's the point of keeping such unfilial sons around? They'll torture me to death when I can't move anymore."

That's what I meant.

Like pointing at her.

Zhang Xia smiled awkwardly, "Mom, Chengxin and I would never do that. We have a conscience, and we will definitely take good care of you in the future."

Zhang Guiying said impatiently, "Are you a pager? Why are you so talkative?"

"..."

Zhang Xia shut up.

He couldn't hold it in for even a minute, "Mom, my money..."

Zhang Guiying was a person who clearly distinguished between gratitude and resentment.

Zhang Xia performed really well today.

Zhang Guiying took out five yuan and slapped it on the bicycle seat. Zhang Xia immediately stuffed the money into her pocket with a happy smile, "Thank you, Mom!"

……

After Zhang Guiying left.

Enraged, Song Mingyu vented her anger on Zhao Jinzhong, yelling, "Get out! You get out too! Never come to my house again, Zhao Jinzhong, we're completely over!"

"Mingyu, don't say that. We've been together for over a year, and I've given you my whole heart. You know how I've treated you."

Zhao Jinzhong practically knelt before Song Mingyu, pleading, "It's all my fault, I couldn't stop my mother from causing trouble... You can hit me, you can scold me, just don't break up with me, okay?"

The tall, strong man held Song Mingyu's hand and cried like a child.

Some of the onlookers felt sorry for him.

Song Mingyu felt humiliated. "Shut up! I've paid back all the money you spent on me to your mother. I don't owe you anything now. We have nothing to do with each other anymore. Get out of here, or I'll chase you away with a broom."

"Mingyu, please don't do this."

"Didn't you hear me tell you to get out?!" Song Mingyu roared. "Because of your mother, my whole family and I have lost all face today! Get out! I never want to see you again in my life!"

"Mingyu, listen to me..."

"I won't listen! I won't listen! I won't listen!"

Song Mingyu completely broke down, grabbed the cane that Li Shufen handed her, ignored Zhao Jinzhong's pleas, knocked him out the door, and slammed the gate shut.

Zhao Jinzhong was covered in injuries.

But he dared not leave.

He's leaving, and it's all over between him and Mingyu.

He leaned against the gate, banging on it and apologizing repeatedly. In the meantime, Song Beiping and Song Mingzhi returned with wheelchairs, and Zhao Jinzhong begged the two to intercede for him. The father and son, unaware of the situation, agreed.

But after learning from Song Mingyu that the family had lost face today, the father and son turned around and went inside in anger.

Zhao Jinzhong kept banging on the door until it got dark, his mouth was so dry it felt like it was on fire, but the door still didn't open.

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