Chapter 133: Chapter 133: What Kind of Grudge Is This?

“There’s no justice! No conscience at all! I carried you for ten months, raised you through thick and thin, and now that you’re grown, married, and capable, you despise your old parents and just kick us aside like we’re nothing!”

“Gu Jianguo, you unfilial wretch, aren’t you afraid of retribution?”

Wang Dilai shouted herself hoarse, her voice already raspy.

Yu Hai couldn’t help but frown. Was there something wrong with Wang Dilai’s head?

Gu Jianguo was even younger than him by a year—only twenty-one this year. Wang Dilai and Gu Hongqi, the two of them were just over forty, still in their prime. How could it be that Gu Jianguo despised them for being old?

Yu Hai was still pondering this when he saw Xu Shuhua stride over to Wang Dilai and spit at her fiercely. “Wang Dilai, you keep repeating the same few lines. Can’t you come up with something new? Are your legs broken, or have you lost all your teeth? When you threw their whole family out naked the other day, why didn’t you say all this then? And now you’re here making a scene—what for? You think we don’t know what you’re up to?”

“Isn’t it just because there’s no one left to work like an ox or a horse for you, no one to cook and clean for you?”

“What, after being waited on by your daughter-in-law for a few years, you really think you’re some noble lady? Still expecting to be waited on hand and foot?”

“Wake up! The Qing Dynasty’s been gone for how many years now? And you’re still dreaming of being a noblewoman?”

“You’re only here because Gu Jianguo isn’t home, and it’s just Daibao and his mother—you think they’re easy to bully, don’t you? Well, let me tell you, as long as I, Xu Shuhua, am here, you won’t get the chance to bully them!”

Hearing this, Yu Hai was stunned.

He took a closer look at everyone in the courtyard, and sure enough, Gu Jianguo wasn’t there.

Now Yu Hai’s face grew even darker.

He’d thought Wang Dilai’s shouting was meant for Gu Jianguo, but he wasn’t even home—so who was she yelling at?

Who else but Qin Yuelan?

Picking on honest people—this was all Wang Dilai was good for.

Yu Hai walked into the yard and stood beside Xu Shuhua. “Mom, why bother arguing with her? Just listen to her filthy mouth—she must drink sewage water on the regular. Her voice is already hoarse from yelling; why not bring her a bowl to soothe her throat so she can keep going? We’re not busy anyway—might as well treat it like a show!”

After he finished, Yu Hai looked at the villagers gathered outside the fence. “There aren’t that many people in our village—who doesn’t know everyone else’s business? All these years, we’ve all seen how Jianguo and his wife have lived, what their status is at home. It’s clear as day to all of us.”

“People always say there’s no such thing as bad parents, but that only counts if you’re actually parents. If you ask me, Jianguo probably isn’t even their biological son—must’ve been picked up off the street. Otherwise, what kind of grudge or hatred could justify treating them like this? They won’t be satisfied until they drive the whole family to their deaths!”

“And that Daibao—such a smart and well-behaved kid, one of the best in Sanliqiao. Yet he’s always being scolded or beaten. Just the other day during the wheat harvest, the old couple and their younger son sat around at home, wouldn’t even look after Daibao. In the end, he was sent to my house.”

“And that’s not even the worst of it. Guess what? Daibao’s little face was covered in bruises from being pinched. He’s such a small, obedient child—how could anyone bear to lay a hand on him?”

“It’s only because Jianguo and his wife are so good-natured that they’ve put up with it all these years. If it were any one of us standing here, we wouldn’t have tolerated it for a single day—am I right, everyone?”"

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