Old Lady Zhang's Rebirth: Going Mad! Severing Ties with Family! Becoming Incredibly Rich!

Zhao Limin couldn't swallow this insult.

He rode his bike to see his grandma after get off work that day.

Grandma Zhao and her youngest son Zhao Bingyi's family rented a house in an urban village. The house was not far from Shuiguang Village. When Zhao Limin arrived, his second uncle's family had already finished get off work and were preparing dinner.

"Second Uncle, is Grandma home?"

"Hey, Limin's here."

When Zhao Bingyi saw that Zhao Limin was carrying a box of instant noodles and a box of sausages, his eyes lit up. He quickly took the things and led Zhao Limin into the yard while calling back to his mother, Zhao, who was inside the house, "Mom, Limin has come to see you."

Old Mrs. Zhao came out of the house.

Zhao Limin quickly greeted Grandma Zhao, "Grandma, I've come to see you."

Grandma Zhao was delighted and pulled Zhao Limin into the house. "It's not a holiday, why are you here? Does your mother know? She definitely doesn't know, and even if she did, she wouldn't let you come!"

Zhao Laotai grimaced at the mention of Zhang Guiying.

But a daughter-in-law is a daughter-in-law, and an eldest grandson is an eldest grandson; they were still very warm towards Zhao Limin, saying, "Come in, come in quickly. Your second aunt is cooking; let's eat together later."

"Grandma, I won't eat. I came here to ask for your help."

"How can I help?"

Zhao Limin then told Grandma Zhao what had happened during this period.

Upon hearing that Zhao Binghe had almost had an accident at the steel plant, Old Mrs. Zhao turned pale with fright. "How is your father? Is he alright? No, no, I have to go check on him."

"Grandma, don't worry, my dad is perfectly fine, he didn't even get a scratch."

"Amitabha Buddha, may Heaven protect us."

Zhao Limin steered the conversation back on track, "Grandma, my mom went crazy. Not only did she steal all our money, but she also kicked the three of us out of the house."

"Our family had nowhere to go, so we were staying at my mother-in-law's house. My mother, instead of coming to find us, has now given her job to my third son's wife."

"They're all sons, how can she be so biased! Grandma, you must seek justice for me!"

Upholding justice?

Fight with Zhang Guiying?

Even with her old arms and legs, she couldn't keep up.

Grandma Zhao patted Zhao Limin's hand and said earnestly, "Limin, it's not that Grandma doesn't want to help you, but the third son's family has two sons, while your family only has a girl. How can your parents not be biased?"

"Boys are the foundation of the family; girls grow up, get married, and go to take care of their own parents. If I were in their shoes, I'd be biased too!"

"Don't be so petty, that's your nephew, not some stranger."

"If you ask me, you should give money to your third son every month to help him raise your eldest and youngest children. That way, when the two kids grow up, they can take care of you and your wife in your old age."

"..."

Zhao Limin's face turned green upon hearing this.

He would never raise someone else's son.

Zhao Limin was filled with grief and indignation. "Grandma, you're hitting me where it hurts! Did I not want a son? What could I do if the child was born a girl?"

"Baozhu and I finally got into university and got good jobs. We can't just give up our jobs to have a son, can we?"

Grandma Zhao scolded, "You still dare to talk? What did I tell you when your wife was pregnant? I told you to take her to the hospital to find out the gender. If it was a boy, you could keep it; if it was a girl, you could abort it. But you wouldn't listen."

Zhao Limin also regretted it.

Chen Baozhu became pregnant in the latter half of 81, when the family planning policy was not as strict.

Who knew that just a few days after Yuanyuan was born, on February 9, 1982, the central government issued relevant documents on family planning.

Later, even though she wanted to have children, she didn't dare to.

Zhao Limin was annoyed by these words. "Grandma, so many years have passed. What's the use of saying these things now? Anyway, Lao San and I are both Mom and Dad's sons. They can't be so biased."

Zhao Limin pleaded with Grandma Zhao, "Grandma, you are my parents' elder, and now only you can support me. You have always loved me the most since I was a child, so you can't abandon me."

"..."

Old Mrs. Zhao remained silent.

Zhao Limin gritted his teeth, took out fifty yuan from his pocket and stuffed it into Grandma Zhao's hand, "Grandma, I didn't want you to work for nothing, keep this money as pocket money."

Grandma Zhao's eyes lit up. "Oh dear, this is so embarrassing!"

That's what they say.

The money was already in his pocket in no time.

Zhao Limin felt a slight heart attack. "Shall we leave now?"

If you take the money, you have to do the job.

But Old Mrs. Zhao had to be upfront about the worst-case scenario: "Limin, you know about my relationship with your mother. I can't guarantee I can get you the money."

"I've done my best to nurse you."

"No refunds if it fails."

"Grandma, what are you saying? That money was a gift from your eldest grandson."

"Alright, alright."

Old Mrs. Zhao left the house with her hands behind her back, told her second son's wife to leave her some food, and then left. She also called Zhao Bingyi along when she went out.

Zhao Bingyi hesitated and refused to go, saying, "Mom, why don't you go with Limin, and I won't go?"

Why?

"You're my sister-in-law's mother-in-law, an elder. No matter what, my sister-in-law wouldn't dare to lay a hand on you, but she might not be so lenient with me." Zhao Bingyi was afraid of getting beaten up if he went.

Old Mrs. Zhao, hands on her hips, yelled, "Don't you have any backbone? What are you, a grown man, afraid of her for?!"

Zhao Bingyi muttered under his breath, "It's not you who's getting beaten up!"

"..."

Old Mrs. Zhao puffed out her chest, "What are you afraid of with me here? If Zhang Guiying dares to hit you, I dare to slap her back. Stop talking nonsense and get going!"

Zhao Bingyi followed reluctantly.

The three men rushed towards Shuiguang Village with great momentum.

……

The braised pork business was even better than Zhang Guiying had expected.

On her first day at her stall, she only braised a little over 100 jin (50 kg) of cooked meat, which wasn't enough to sell. Later, she increased the amount to about 150 jin (75 kg). Business was even better in the evening than in the morning, with nearly 200 jin (100 kg) sold.

Add some vegetables.

The net profit per day is around 130 yuan.

Although I'm very tired.

But what job isn't tiring?

Zhang Guiying and Zhao Binghe were beaming with joy at being able to earn so much money.

Zhao Binghe would get up with Zhang Guiying at four o'clock every morning to go to the meat processing plant to pick up meat, and he would also come to the cotton mill to help out at noon and after get off work in the evening.

After finishing their work, the couple would pack up their stall and go home together.

On her way back, Zhang Guiying remembered Zhao Limin causing trouble when she came home earlier that day. She quickly explained the situation while pedaling her tricycle, "He saw I was home and assumed I'd given the job to Zhang Xia. I didn't bother explaining to him; I just beat that bastard out on the spot!"

Zhao Binghe was furious when he heard this. "That beast has money of his own, why is he eyeing our pockets?"

"Who would complain about having too much money?"

Zhao Binghe cursed his unfilial son.

Zhang Guiying was also annoyed.

She felt that Zhao Limin, that despicable bastard, wouldn't give up and would definitely come to her house again in the next couple of days.

Zhao Limin is bored out of his mind every day.

She still needs to earn money.

Zhang Guiying didn't have time to teach him how to be a person every day.

I needed to find a way to completely solve this problem, and just as I was thinking about it, I arrived home.

The gate to the courtyard was open.

Zhang Guiying rode her tricycle directly into the courtyard.

yard.

Old Mrs. Zhao stood in the middle of the courtyard with her arms crossed, looking fierce. Zhao Bingyi and Zhao Limin stood on either side of her. When she saw Zhang Guiying, Old Mrs. Zhao slammed her hand on the table.

"Zhang Guiying, kneel down!"