The beloved but ungrateful girl is reborn: This time she has truly changed.

"Why...why are you closing the door?"

Sun Xidi finally struggled to sit up, panting heavily, and pointed at Qi Weiwei, cursing.

"You unfilial whore, you dare to hit this old woman? You've gone too far!"

She cursed as she moved backward, her eyes revealing her guilt.

Qi Weiwei walked up to her and looked down at her.

This old lady must have tormented her a lot in her past life.

When she was in postpartum confinement, she developed mastitis and fever. Sun Xidi said she was faking it and refused to call a doctor for her.

Later, when she gave birth to her second child, it was winter again. Sun Xidi deliberately gave her well water with ice crystals to drink, saying that she was "delicate" and that "we rural wives go to work in the fields after giving birth. Who is as precious as you?"

All those grievances and resentments welled up in my heart at this moment.

"When I gave birth to my first child, you slapped me twice during my postpartum period."

Qi Weiwei spoke, her voice calm, but every word seemed to be chilled by ice.

"When I gave birth to my second child, it was winter, and you gave me well water with ice crystals in it. Now, if I eat anything cold, my teeth hurt and my stomach hurts."

She paused, then said, slowly and deliberately, "The grudge from the postpartum period is irreconcilable. Today, let's settle this properly."

Sun Xidi paused for a moment, then her sallow face wrinkled, revealing her usual arrogance:

"From ancient times to the present, this is how wives have endured hardship!"

I hit you to teach you manners! Who told you to talk back to me?

On such a cold day, it's good enough to have water to drink!

I almost slipped while fetching water for you, and instead of appreciating your kindness, you hold a grudge! You're such an ungrateful wretch!

She used the same excuse.

In her past life, Qi Weiwei was so burdened by these "rules" and "gratitude" that she couldn't lift her head, feeling that she hadn't done well enough and that she was being immature.

But now—

"So that's what you think." Qi Weiwei smiled, a smile devoid of any warmth. "Very good."

After she finished speaking, she bent down and grabbed Sun Xidi by the collar.

Sun Xidi was terrified that she actually dared to hit her, and shrank back in fear: "You... what do you want to do? If you dare to hit me, I'll make Aijun divorce you!"

"Divorced me?" Qi Weiwei tightened her grip, lifting Sun Xidi slightly from the ground, and swung her right hand in a wide arc, "Smack!"

A loud slap landed on Sun Xidi's left cheek.

Sun Xidi was stunned by the slap and opened her mouth to curse, but Qi Weiwei slapped her again.

"Snapped!"

The slap was even harder. Sun Xidi's head tilted to the side, and something flew out of her mouth, falling to the ground with a "clang".

It's a set of dentures.

It rolled twice on the cold ground, covered in blood and scum, before coming to rest against the wall.

Qi Weiwei looked at the dentures and sneered inwardly.

She paid for this decoration for Sun Xidi herself; it cost five yuan, which was three months' worth of her savings.

At that time, Sun Xidi had lost all her teeth and couldn't eat hard food, complaining all the time. Tang Aijun said, "Weiwei, your time to shine has come!"

So she secretly went to the dentist and used the money she had saved to get the old lady a dentist's set.

When Sun Xidi received the dentures, she only said, "They're not very good, but they're barely usable," without even a thank you.

Now, the dentures, stained with blood, lie on the ground, much like the laughable yet pitiful sacrifices she made in her past life.

Sun Xidi's speech was slurred and unclear, but genuine fear finally showed in her eyes: "You...you don't want to be with Aijun anymore? You practically died marrying him! Have you lost your mind?"

She couldn't understand.

How come this granddaughter-in-law, who has always been submissive, has suddenly become a different person?

Qi Weiwei released her, and Sun Xidi's legs went weak, causing her to collapse to the ground again.

"This weather," Qi Weiwei looked up at the gloomy sky, "is even warmer than when I gave birth to my second child. You're lucky."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and walked to the well in the center of the courtyard.

This is an old well, with a hemp rope wrapped around the well pulley, from which hangs a tin bucket.

Qi Weiwei cranked the pulley, the hemp rope creaked, and the bucket slowly rose up.

The well water in early winter was already bone-chillingly cold.

Looking at the bucket of water, Sun Xidi finally realized what Qi Weiwei was up to.

She struggled to get up, but she was weak from her illness and had been slapped twice. She felt dizzy and lightheaded, so she crawled on all fours, trying to get to the gate of the courtyard.

"Help...help me...murder..." she cried hoarsely, but her voice was weak and carried away by the wind.

Qi Weiwei has already brought up a bucket of water.

She took the ladle hanging by the well, scooped up a full ladle of cold water, walked to Sun Xidi's side, and kicked the old lady who was crawling over.

Sun Xidi fell face down to the ground. Before she could even turn over, Qi Weiwei squatted down, grabbed her chin with one hand, forced her to lift her head and open her mouth, and poured cold water into her mouth with the other hand.

"Glug... Glug..."

Sun Xidi choked and coughed, water dripping from the corner of her mouth, mixed with blood, wetting her collar.

"You little slut... are you crazy?" she coughed and cursed, her voice broken. "Don't you know I can't eat cold food? I... I still have a fever..."

Qi Weiwei remained silent.

Once Sun Xidi had stopped coughing, she scooped up a ladle of cold water and poured it down her throat again.

Sun Xidi struggled desperately, but an old woman suffering from illness was no match for the young and strong Qi Weiwei.

Cold water poured down her throat and into her stomach, making her shiver and her teeth chatter.

The third ladle.

The fourth ladle.

Sun Xidi was too exhausted to curse anymore; she could only sob like a dying dog.

Standing at the foot of the wall, Tang Yaozong and Tang Yaozu stared blankly at the scene.

Tang Yaozu had long since stopped crying and huddled behind his brother.

Tang Yaozong bit his lip, his face tense, his eyes filled with fear and a hint of... anger?

Qi Weiwei stopped after pouring the seventh ladleful.

Sun Xidi collapsed on the ground, her clothes soaked, her hair disheveled, and her face covered in snot and tears, looking utterly wretched.

She was breathing heavily, her eyes half-closed, and she was almost fainting.

"You gave me seven days of ice water back then, and now I'm returning the favor with seven ladles." Qi Weiwei stood up, threw the ladle back into the bucket, and said, "We're even now."

After she finished speaking, she stopped looking at Sun Xidi and turned to walk towards the two boys at the base of the wall.

Tang Yaozong and Tang Yaozu instinctively shrank back.

Qi Weiwei squatted down in front of them, looking at their two young faces.

The older one resembles Tang Aijun, and the younger one resembles Tang Tiantian; both were "sons" she once loved to the core.

But now, she just feels nauseous.

Tang Yaozong called out timidly, "Mom, we didn't do anything to you..."

"I am not your mother." She spoke softly, but each word was clear. "You are bastards, born of Tang Aijun and Tang Tiantian."

Both boys were stunned.

Tang Yaozong blinked, then suddenly asked, "Is my aunt our...biological mother?"

There was actually a hint of...happiness in his tone?

Qi Weiwei sneered inwardly.

Indeed, blood ties are something you can't lie about.