Wielding a butcher's knife, a seven-year-old wicked girl supports her family and abuses her wic

As dawn broke.

A somber silence fell over the ancestral hall of the Yang family.

As soon as Yang Chengshan sat down, he quickly gave his elder brother a wink.

The latter, however, sat upright, looking straight ahead.

Yang Chengshan frowned slightly, then noticed the butcher knife next to his elder brother, and his pupils dilated instantly.

What? !

The youngest daughter of the third son's family dares to carry a pig-slaughtering knife into the ancestral hall?

No wonder the boss didn't dare to say a word; he was scared!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sit down to the side.

This strange behavior immediately aroused Wu Cuihua's dissatisfaction. Why squeeze on such a narrow wooden stool?

Just as she was about to reprimand them, a commotion suddenly broke out outside the ancestral hall.

"Xiaoman, it looks like your grandparents are here. Go and greet them."

Hearing this noise, Li Xiuyun quickly reminded her in a soft voice.

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiaoman got up without thinking and left the pig-slaughtering knife behind.

She wasn't worried about being robbed, since Li Zheng was there.

Only after Yang Xiaoman's figure disappeared from the ancestral hall did Yang Chengren and the other three visibly breathe a sigh of relief.

"Third brother's wife, what happened before was a misunderstanding. Even if your eldest brother and I were in the wrong, we have already been severely punished by the village head."

Chen Yue'e raised an eyebrow and took the opportunity to attack Li Xiuyun.

"But it's one thing for you to tolerate Xiaoman's recklessness, but to also try to seize our Yang family's property is going a bit too far!"

Before Li Xiuyun could even speak, Yang Cong'an frowned and said:

"Mrs. Chen, that's a bit much. Mrs. Li is still your third brother's wife. Since the family is dividing up the property, the third brother's family should have a share."

Upon hearing this, Wu Cuihua became anxious and hurriedly said:

"Yang Lizheng, if the third brother were still alive, I definitely wouldn't say a word if he wanted to divide the family property."

"But the third son is dead, which means his parents gave birth to him for nothing. They can't rely on him for support in the future, so why should they take a share of the family property?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Cong'an was slightly taken aback.

He could only sigh and say nothing more.

Even an upright official finds it difficult to settle family disputes; this is certainly true, especially since he was merely a village head.

"It's a pity that the third brother died young. He didn't raise my niece well, and she was misled by outsiders at a young age. She even wants to talk about dividing the family property."

Seeing the village head remain silent, Chen Yue'e quickly took out a handkerchief from her bosom and said tearfully.

A few tears were forced out of the corners of her eyes.

"Yang Lizheng, you know the old rules of our Yangjia Village: as long as our parents are alive, brothers do not separate from each other."

"The reason why the third son's wife is in such a hurry to divide the family property is probably because she wants to sell off the old house and land of our Yang family so that she can run away."

Li Xiuyun's face suddenly turned pale. "Sister-in-law, don't spout nonsense."

"If that's really the case, why would my parents agree to separate the family property?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yue'e curled her lip in disdain.

"Who knows? Maybe it was your Xiaoman who threatened her grandparents with a butcher knife. Anyway, it's not the first time she's done something so outrageous, so what's so surprising?"

Upon hearing this, Li Xiuyun clenched her fists tightly, about to retort.

Suddenly, an old yet familiar voice slowly rang out.

"Eldest daughter-in-law, don't talk nonsense!"

"The division of the family property was agreed upon by your mother and me; we were not coerced in the slightest!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the people in front of the ancestral hall subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound.

Then, looking at Yang Xiaoman who had just left, he stood between Yang Laishun and Old Lady Yang, holding their hands and looking over coldly.

A group of Yangjia Village villagers followed behind to watch the spectacle.

The speaker was, of course, Yang Laishun.

"Father, Mother...you've arrived?"

Yang Chengren subconsciously stood up and said in a low voice, feeling somewhat guilty.

"Hmm..." Yang Laishun snorted coldly with a straight face, "If I had known that you and the second son had already made the decision for us, your mother and I wouldn't have come."

"Whether you come or not, it's just a formality."

Upon hearing this, Yang Chengren's expression changed slightly, while Chen Yue'e frowned and said, "Father, what you said is not right."

"What do you mean by making a decision for you and Mother? We were just telling the second son's family the truth."

"With the third son gone, won't the responsibility of supporting you two parents fall to our two families? Do you really expect this mother and daughter to take care of you in your old age?"

As she spoke, a hint of disdain crept into her tone.

Regardless of whether Yang Xiaoman has the ability, even if she is capable of taking over Yang Chenglin's mantle, so what?

Throughout history, supporting the elderly has always been the responsibility of sons.

Yang Laishun remained silent for a moment. Even if he was dissatisfied with his eldest daughter-in-law's behavior, he couldn't refute the fact that what she was saying was true.

"That's true, but my third son's accident happened so suddenly. If we can't get the land to mortgage, my granddaughter will probably really become a member of the Qi family."

As he spoke, the image of Ah Ning from the past involuntarily appeared in his mind, and his tone softened slightly.

"Father, what are you saying? What's wrong with being a member of the Qi family? Aning is enjoying a life of luxury!"

Wu Cuihua curled her lip. "Since you already know that your third sister-in-law is going to squander our Yang family's property, why did you still agree to divide the family assets?"

"You still say you're not showing favoritism? You live at the eldest son's house, but you're practically extending your reach to the third son's house."

After hearing this, Chen Yue'e said in a sarcastic tone:

"Anyone who didn't know better would think that the third son was a descendant of the Yang family."

"Both of my daughters will eventually marry into other families."

"Father, do you really intend to divide our Yang family's assets among outsiders?"

Yang Laishun frowned, but hadn't spoken yet.

Yang Xiaoman, standing to the side, raised an eyebrow and sneered:

"Hey Chen, you keep calling me an outsider, have you forgotten your own surname?"

"In Yangjia Village, in this family, my sister and I both share the surname Yang. You are the complete outsider!"

"Speaking of being unworthy, you are the most unworthy one. When did it become your place, an outsider, to interfere with the Yang family's property?!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Chen Yue'e's face turned pale, and her lips trembled with anger.

"You...you, you are utterly rebellious!"

"Even if we've separated from the family, I'm still your aunt. How can you talk to your elders like that?"

As she spoke, she suddenly looked at Yang Cong'an and said sternly:

"Yang, you've seen it clearly yourself. This little girl has a sharp tongue and a wicked heart. You can't really let her have her way, can you?"

"Ahem." Yang Cong'an coughed lightly, tapping his knuckles on the table, then said calmly:

"Logically speaking, she really shouldn't have spoken to her elders in that tone."

"But if I remember correctly, your relationship with her and her daughter today wasn't just about separating from the family, it was about severing ties!"

"Since it's a severance of kinship, then there's no such thing as elders anymore."

Upon hearing this, the anger on Chen Yue'e's face suddenly froze.

He immediately looked at Yang Cong'an in disbelief, his mouth agape.

What's going on?

Does the village head really intend for the two families to sever ties?!