Free Web NovelChapter 18: Chapter 18: Have I Been Too Nice to You?
Mrs. Fu was so incensed by the two shameless people that she actually laughed!
"Heh, look after me? A good-for-nothing who complains his legs are sore from standing and that he’s tired from lying down is going to take care of me in my old age? I spit on that!"
Eldest Sister-in-law Fu was practically apoplectic. "You... Who are you calling a good-for-nothing?"
"I’m talking about your son! Your son is a good-for-nothing, and you want him to smash my funeral basin? Don’t I have my own daughter? Do I need him for that? Rest assured, I don’t need your son! Just have him smash the basin for you and your husband. Let’s just hope he doesn’t drop it halfway to the cemetery."
"I don’t need you worrying about me! And have some damn shame! His parents aren’t even dead, yet you come to a widow and her daughter to pay for his wedding. How can you be so shameless! Even beggars aren’t as greedy as you."
Mrs. Fu’s curses were now filled with vigor.
In the past, she would have held back a little.
After all, she only had one daughter, and if her daughter married locally, she would have no choice but to interact with these people.
But things were different now. Her daughter had gotten into Beijing University. That was in a big city, a world away from here.
From now on, she’d be working in the Capital.
They would never have to see these people again for the rest of their lives.
Who would still put up with them?
As long as her daughter wasn’t affected, she could take them all on by herself.
Mrs. Fu felt that in this moment, she was terrifyingly strong!
"You, you—" Eldest Sister-in-law Fu was so angry she was speechless.
"You, my ass! If you and your husband were dead, I might have given ten or twenty bucks for the wedding. But you’re not dead! I won’t even give you five." freeweɓnovel.cøm
Old Mrs. Fu’s face twisted in rage, and she roared, "Xu Zifeng, have you gone mad? Who are you cursing to die?"
"What do you mean, who am I cursing to die? For their son’s wedding, his own parents won’t pay a dime, and instead they demand five hundred from the aunt whose husband has been dead for ages. You’d think his parents would have to be dead for them to have the nerve to ask me for money."
"You... you shrew! How dare you insult my grandson! I’ll beat you to death—"
Old Mrs. Fu was furious and lunged forward to strike her.
In the past, Mrs. Fu might have let the old hag hit her a few times.
But not now. She wouldn’t let her land even one blow.
Moving a step faster, she snatched a broom from the corner and started beating Eldest Sister-in-law Fu.
"I’ll beat the shame back into you! All you do is pop out kids without raising them! You have the audacity to come begging me for five hundred for your own son’s wedding? What, is this son one I had with your husband?"
"Stop it, Xu Zifeng! Stop! OWW..." Eldest Sister-in-law Fu cried out, jumping around as the blows landed.
She quickly tried to circle behind Old Mrs. Fu, and in the process, even Old Mrs. Fu caught a few hits.
The blows hurt. Old Mrs. Fu’s shock turned to fury, and she roared, "You damned, unfilial wretch! You dare hit me, too? May you be struck by lightning—Stop it!"
Eldest Sister-in-law Fu saw that Xu Zifeng had truly gone berserk.
Deciding it was better not to fight a battle she was losing, she immediately ran outside.
She didn’t run far, though. Instead, she stood right outside and yelled, "Everyone, come quick and look! A daughter-in-law is beating her mother-in-law!"
Her shout brought all the neighbors who had been heading back to their own homes running out again.
Seeing that a crowd was gathering, Eldest Sister-in-law Fu grew bolder. "Come and see! The wife of the second son has gone crazy! She’s even hitting her own mother-in-law!"
Everyone: ...?
’Is that true?’
When Mrs. Fu saw the shameless woman daring to twist the truth, she immediately chased after her.
Before Eldest Sister-in-law Fu could react, Mrs. Fu grabbed her by the hair and started whipping her with the broom.
"You shameless thing! It’s you I’m hitting, you shameless wretch! Demanding five hundred from me for your own son’s wedding—do I owe you something? Isn’t taking five yuan from me every month for your retirement enough? Now you’re after my compensation money?" ƒгeewёbnovel.com
"Have I been too easy on you?"
