Reborn in the 80s and Remarrying an Officer, Let the Ungrateful Cry!

Chapter 19: Chapter 19: I Don’t Care If I Live or Die, I’m Killing You First

"Ow! Stop it! Stop it right now—" Eldest Sister-in-law Fu, Yan Hongwei, howled in pain.

She had always considered herself a respectable person. To be beaten like this in public by a shrew like Xu Zifeng made her feel as if her dignity had been thrown to the ground and stomped on.

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’She had two sons—wasn’t this shrew afraid they would come to settle the score?’

For years, Mrs. Fu had had more than enough of this woman.

Ever since Mrs. Fu had married into the family, this woman, relying on the fact that she was Old Mrs. Fu’s favorite, had been nothing but passive-aggressive and condescending toward her.

And she had taken advantage of Mrs. Fu’s family countless times.

Even after her husband passed away, Yan Hongwei had goaded Old Mrs. Fu into trying to take her house.

If she hadn’t thrown a massive fit back then, she really wouldn’t have been able to keep the house.

But while she kept the house, she was forced to give the old couple five yuan every month for their support.

For her daughter’s sake, she had tolerated it.

But now, she wouldn’t stand for it a second longer.

She tossed the broom aside and simply started slapping her face—SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!—each one delivered with exceptional force.

It was also exceptionally satisfying.

With every slap, she unleashed years of resentment and bottled-up anger.

"Yan Hongwei, you shameless bitch! Scheming for my family’s money, are you? Spending all day fanning the flames? You really think I’m a pushover, don’t you?"

"Give your son five hundred? I wouldn’t give him a single penny even if you knelt on the ground and begged. He’s a grown man, not some poor orphan, and he has the nerve to ask me, his aunt, for money? I’ll slap the life out of your whole shameless family—"

"I put up with you before, but it wasn’t because I was afraid of you. If you dare to come back, I’ll take you all down one by one. If worst comes to worst, we can all die together."

She put immense force into every single slap.

As someone used to manual labor, she had strength to spare. By now, Yan Hongwei’s face was swollen like a pig’s head.

Old Mrs. Fu rushed out. "Xu Zifeng, you monster! Stop it this instant—"

Mrs. Fu shot her a vicious glare. "If I don’t hit her, I’ll hit you. I’ve had it with you, you old hag. What, are your other daughters-in-law dead? Why must I, a widow, be the one to give you five yuan every month?"

"I’m telling you, if you still want that five yuan a month, then you’d better shut your damn mouth, you old hag. Otherwise, you can forget about getting that five yuan ever again."

"Your son is dead. There’s no reason a widow like me should be supporting you."

"You... You’ve gone completely mad—" Old Mrs. Fu was so furious that the wrinkles on her face seemed to deepen.

Although she was seething with rage and wanted nothing more than to tear the woman before her to shreds, she didn’t dare take a single step forward.

’Second Brother’s wife has lost her mind. She actually threatened to hit me, her own mother-in-law. She might actually do it.’

’It’s one thing for Eldest’s wife to get beaten, but if she beats an old woman like me too, how will I ever show my face in public again?’

"Gone mad? That’s because your whole family is so shameless! When there’s trouble, you all hide like cowards. But when there’s money involved—you come running faster than dogs that have smelled meat. Heh, the shamelessness is unbelievable." fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

"And I’m making this crystal clear right now: from this day forward, don’t you dare come sniffing around my things—not my money, not my house, and not my family! If any of you from the Fu family gets any ideas, I’ll fight every last one of you to the death."

After spitting out her threat, Mrs. Fu gave Yan Hongwei a hard shove.

Yan Hongwei fell to the ground, howling in pain.

Everything hurt.

She felt that the skin on her face was broken. Her scalp hurt even more intensely. She reached up to touch it—and came away with a fistful of hair.

She stared at the hair in her palm, stunned for a moment, then let out a wretched scream. ’My hair!’

’That damned Xu Zifeng actually ripped out a chunk of my hair!’

Consumed by hatred, she charged toward Mrs. Fu.