“She’s the daughter-in-law of the Lao Luo family, a hen from another coop!” Tan wiped her nose and said in a bad temper.

The old woman, sitting cross-legged in bed with a sullen face, said: "I just can't understand. When did our Yang family start letting this Fatty girl dictate everything, big or small? All the men in the house, why are they all circling around her?"

"Just because she has some money, she thinks she's better than everyone? Just because she married a general, she thinks she can walk all over people in the village, even in our Yang family?"

"I am her grandfather's father! Her father would be trembling before me, speaking in a low voice. What guts does this dead girl have to ride on my neck and defecate?! The more I think about it, the angrier I get! Old man, you are the head of our Yang family. You need to figure out a way to control this situation! Our grandson Yongxian is still waiting for you in prison!"

Tan's words, each and every one of them, struck Yang Lao like a hammer blow to his heart.

The blow landed on Lao Yang's most sensitive and vulnerable spot, and the old man's heart clenched.

"Back when my wings were still soft, I couldn't hold back. Now that they're strong, I can't even control myself!" Old Yang said.

Tan snorted, "What's there to contain? I heard that several emperors of our Great Qi Dynasty ruled the country with filial piety. That Tang boy and Da An are both high-ranking officials. We can't control them, but someone else can. As long as we stir up trouble and spread their reputation for being unfilial, they won't dare to act recklessly."

Old Yang glanced at Tan and said, "Don't give me that. Just look at Tang's style yesterday! If I dared to touch Qing again, that boy would beat me up!"

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"He really dares to!" Lao Yangtou said.

"That look, wasn't fooling anyone. I saw it clearly. That person came from the battlefield, someone who had taken lives. If they really wanted to beat me, an old man like me, where would I go to complain? My whole life's face would be gone!" Old Yang sighed, feeling pathetic about himself.

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Tan's face fell, and she spat out angrily: "You've been stiff your whole life, and now that you're old, you're still pathetic!"

"Isn't it just a beating? This is perfect! If this Tang Ya Zi really dared to hit you on the head, we have solid evidence. We can go to the government office and make a big fuss out of it. Let the emperor strip Tang Ya Zi of his official position, and let Da An be demoted. We have nothing to lose, so let's see who's afraid!"

"You blind old woman, you're talking nonsense again!"

Old Yang interrupted Tan's words impatiently.

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“Tang YaZi and Da An are both implicated. Do you think Yong Xian will be spared? He is Qing Ya's and Da An's legitimate cousin!” Lao Yang Tou said.

Tan Shi was taken aback, refuting, "This isn't a split family, how could it possibly hinder our Yongxian?"

Old Yang shook his head and pointed at Tan: “I told you women have little foresight even with long hair. Such unfilial and immoral deeds, anyone within the five generations of family is implicated. What about Yongxian and Qing's relationship? They are siblings! Even if their bones are broken, they are still connected by tendons!” Let me know if you'd like to translate any other text!

Tan's aura immediately collapsed.

Although she was arguing her point stubbornly, deep down she knew that Lao Yang had a better understanding of some things.

“Oh, Panyao, that unlucky omen, that black star. Other families have daughters who are successful and take care of their families; the brothers and sisters can strut around. But not her! She's so heartless, she even destroyed her own cousin! This wicked heart…”

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These feeble and powerless accusations were driving Lao Yang crazy.

He got up and walked outside, but had only taken a few steps when he was noticed by Tan.

“Where to?” she asked.

Old Yang said: "Where else can we go? Get that young Qing to come and fix this door. You're blind, with a door but no door, it's the same! It's torturing me, last night I saw this flimsy door all night and couldn't close my eyes!"

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I always feel like there are shadows moving at the door, it's so creepy...

When it came to the door, Tan scolded through gritted teeth: “That fat pig's legs need to be broken for kicking my door in. The third and fourth sons are heartless bastards too. The door has been broken for a day and none of them have even come to take a look, let alone fix it. They are deliberately trying to drive us two old folks to death! They say one raises children to care for their old age, but I’ve raised nothing but animals. Oh Lord, strike these heartless lot down with lightning, I can't bear it anymore…”

In the west room, separated by a wall, Yang Huaming was woken up by Tan's scolding.

He sneered, tugging at the corner of his mouth: "Tsk, she almost blew a hole in my head. I haven't even had a chance to confront her, and she's already gone? Who is it that can't live anymore?"

Xia Juan winked at Yang Huaming, signaling him to stay silent. Even if he spoke, just mumble a few words and don't let the neighbors hear it.

Yang Huaming curled his lips and lowered his voice: "If she really feels like she can't live anymore, then just don't live. She's already over sixty years old anyway. I think there aren't many grandmothers in our village who live to this age, you could count them on one hand..."

“Fourth Brother, could you please keep it down? Things might get complicated if anyone hears!” Xiaojuan wished she could cover Yang Huaming’s mouth.

Yang Huaming had no choice but to shut up, pulled the quilt over his head and continued sleeping.

Xiao Juan continued tidying the house, occasionally hearing curses from Mrs. Tan in the next room. She thought to herself, "If our fourth brother ever makes enough money, they should go buy some land elsewhere and build a new house..."

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At noon, Lady Sun had made pork liver soup, and Yang Ruohua arrived just as if she were keeping an eye on the time.

"Mother, you busy yourself with the household matters. I'll take this to Fourth Uncle." She said.

Upon arriving at the backyard of the old house, I saw Yang Yongqing installing a door there. Old Man Yang was directing him from the side.

But Yang Yongqing's clumsy performance was clearly not up to Lao Yangtou's expectations, so while Lao Yangtou was directing, he also scolded.

And Lao Yang's scolding, naturally also moved the discontent of Tan Shi in the east room. Tan Shi joined in the scolding as well.

Under the dual pressure from Lao Yangtou and Tan Shi, Yang Yongqing became increasingly clumsy. His face flushed red, and he gasped for breath as he labored, only to make the door even worse.

Several times it almost fell down and hit him and Lao Yangtou. Lao Yangtou was so angry that he pounded his chest and stomped his feet there, habitually reaching for his back pocket to use his pipe to knock Yang Yongqing.

He was surprised to find that the 'weapon' had already been destroyed. Old Yang was even more annoyed.

“Qing’er is here, call Qing’er over to lend a hand!” Yang Yongqing turned his head and saw Yang Ruqing carrying a lunch box into the backyard, as if she had met a savior.

Old Yang also saw Yang Ruohua, but he looked like he had seen a plague god. His old face immediately fell.

"Cut the act, just go back to the backyard!" After saying that, Lao Yang turned his back and went into the east room with his hands behind his back.

Even if he were to pull a curtain down, he would never ask for help from the sunny girl. This bit of backbone, the old man felt, was still within him!

Seeing Lao Yang's head go back into the east room, Yang Yongqing was stunned. This... wasn't he pretending anymore?

He was ecstatic and quickly leaned the wooden door against the nearby wall before running away.

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