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Chapter 1351 - 1350: Who Do You Think You Are?
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Chapter 1351: Chapter 1350: Who Do You Think You Are?

Chapter 1350: What Do You Even Count As?

However, the eldest uncle and his wife had their son in middle age, so naturally, their son was very precious to them. Seeing Lin Shasha glare at her own son, how could she not glare back on behalf of her son?

At this moment, hearing the words of the Second Aunt Leng, the Eldest Aunt Leng immediately retorted.

"Sister-in-law, you only listen to your niece saying that I treated her poorly. Why not mention that she treated my son poorly? Just because he didn’t give his tea to her, she glared at my son like that. If my son has something good in the future, won’t she just try to grab it by force?"

Second Aunt Leng was momentarily speechless,

When the youngest uncle and his wife were unable to bear children, she assumed that the Leng family’s wealth would be hers in the future, even thinking the eldest uncle and his wife would rely on her son for their old age. Thus, she truly claimed power in the Leng family.

But later, when the eldest aunt also had a son, she felt that this son of theirs was born to compete with her son for inheritance, so she found fault with Leng Zilong every which way.

The niece glaring at that kid didn’t seem excessive to her, but the sister-in-law glaring at her niece did.

However, these thoughts couldn’t be openly discussed, so when the eldest aunt asked that question, she found herself tongue-tied.

Yet, to be rendered speechless by a woman she had trampled on for twenty years, and even the generally uninvolved eldest uncle was giving her a cold shoulder, she felt exceedingly stifled in her heart as she looked at her son.

There’s a tradition in the Leng family: men don’t meddle in women’s matters.

Thus, no matter how bad the relationship might be between the sisters-in-law of the Leng family, it never affects the relationship between brothers.

Leng Zirong also adhered to this "masculine" principle and never involved himself in trivial disputes between his mom and the eldest aunt.

Seeing her son not giving her even a glance, Second Aunt Leng felt even more frustrated: This son being raised is just like not being raised at all.

She then glanced at Lin Shasha: Daughters are better; a daughter is truly a mother’s little cotton-padded jacket. It’s a pity she’s a niece; how great it would be if she were a daughter.

Second Aunt Leng noticed Mengyu looking at Leng Zilong with a smile in her eyes, and she was infuriated. Just as she was about to speak, she heard Mengyu ask Leng Zilong, "Does your tummy hurt a bit?"

Leng Zilong nodded.

Mengyu continued, "It’s good if it hurts a bit; don’t be afraid. After the pain, your body will become better."

Leng Zilong nodded, "I’m not afraid of pain, I want to become an unparalleled expert!"

Mengyu praised, "Good, Zilong is amazing. After the pain, sister will give you something good to eat."

Lin Shasha interjected at the right moment, "The Leng Family of the Northeast has no lack of good things."

Otherwise, her parents wouldn’t always tell her to visit her aunt and take advantage of the benefits.

Mengyu cast a cold glance at her: She had ignored this person for the sake of maintaining good relations with the eldest uncle and aunt, but this person had taken her for a sick cat. It seems she has to find an opportunity to deal with her.

However, Mengyu not wanting to bother with Lin Shasha doesn’t mean others wouldn’t. Seeing Lin Shasha always provoking his master, Qing Wen was displeased and immediately retorted, "Your surname is Lin, the Leng Family of the Northeast is not your family."

Lin Shasha immediately found someone to vent on, "What do you count as?"

Qing Wen puffed out his little chest, "My name is Qing Wen; I’m the fourth disciple of my master. This is my master’s house, so it’s also my house. You ask me what I count as in my house; you’re impolite!"

Being told she was impolite by a little brat, Lin Shasha was furious. She pointed at Qing Wen, "You little short-lived ghost dare to accuse me?"

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