Chapter 13: I Was Wrong, Stop It Immediately!

Before Mother Yang could even react, Grandma Sheng landed another loud slap across her face.

"My precious daughter has been ruined by the likes of you! I’ll fight you to the death today!"

Sheng Wanqiu watched as her grandmother, like a lioness, grabbed Mother Yang by the hair. Her hand moved so fast it left a blur, and Sheng Wanqiu couldn't help but exclaim, "Good one!"

"Son, save me! She’s killing me!" Mother Yang, of course, didn't have the constitution of the original owner's grandmother. Someone who worked in the fields every day was no match for someone who sat at home doing nothing but throwing her weight around. Even though they were about the same age, their physical strength was on completely different levels.

On top of that, the original owner's grandmother was the daughter of a hunter and still had some skills; otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to go into the mountains to hunt with the men back in the day.

When Yang Wei saw his mother being pinned to the ground and beaten, he immediately rushed over to help.

Sheng Wanqiu blocked him, eyeing him coldly.

"What? Still want to bully my grandma? You’re like a man carrying a lantern into an outhouse—you’re looking for death!"

"Eat a stick from me first!"

"Little Aunt, go cry on the side. Don't block the way and get in my way!"

"Crying like this over a dog of a man? The tears you're shedding now are the water that flooded your brain back then!"

When Yang Wei saw the wooden stick in Sheng Wanqiu's hand, he immediately hid behind Sheng Xiahua, trying to push her out to block the blow.

Sheng Wanqiu didn't indulge him at all. She shoved Sheng Xiahua aside and knocked him down with a single strike.

Yang Wei let out a miserable shriek, falling to the ground and howling while clutching his injured leg.

"My leg! Is it broken? Ahhhhh! It hurts so much!"

"Is it just your leg that deserves to be broken, you dog? Come, come, have another stick on me!" Sheng Wanqiu swung again, this time striking Yang Wei’s arm.

A crisp sound followed—the arm was broken!

"Ah!!!!!! It hurts! I was wrong, stop, please stop!"

"Wife, help me! It hurts so much!"

Yang Wei began rolling on the ground. Mother Yang, hearing her son’s screams, tried to go over to help, but Grandma Sheng grabbed her hair and wouldn't let her move.

Sheng Xiahua was stunned, watching her niece and mother unilaterally beat the Yang mother and son. How did it come to this?

"Master, this young girl is quite vicious!"

On the second floor of a restaurant at the entrance of the alley, a man dressed in tight-fitting martial attire stood by the window, watching everything.

"Sometimes, don't judge things by their surface."

Lu Yu watched the brawl below with cold eyes. His gaze was fixed on the young girl in the grey clothes. Her technique was unusual; every strike looked light, but he was certain the man being beaten wouldn't be able to get out of bed for at least half a month.

"Mother, please, stop fighting. I beg you." Sheng Xiahua knelt down with a thud.

Hearing her youngest daughter’s plea, Grandma Sheng felt a lump in her throat. She hadn't expected her daughter to plead for this pair, let alone kneel for them.

Back when times were hard and the old man was sick, she had to handle everything herself. If she hadn't been sharp-tongued and fierce, she would have been bullied to death.

Her eldest daughter had followed her, working outside every day, and naturally learned her toughness. Later, when the family's situation improved, she had this youngest daughter and kept her at home to learn embroidery and sewing, never expecting that she would raise her to be so weak-willed.

Sheng Wanqiu also stopped.

"Little Aunt, what do you mean? Are you planning to forgive this dog of a man?"

Sheng Wanqiu was confused. Could her aunt really be a "love-brain"? This couldn't be right! Was her beating all for nothing?

"Xiahua, have you thought this through?"

"If you have, I’m taking Wanqiu back now. From here on out, you’re on your own!" Grandma Sheng looked at her youngest daughter with disappointment.

"Mother! Your daughter is unfilial!"

Sheng Xiahua cried as she kowtowed to Grandma Sheng, her eyes filled with resolve.

Sheng Wanqiu seemed to understand. In this ancient era, a woman's reputation was vital. Her aunt didn't want to go back and affect the reputations of her nieces.

"Grandma!" Sheng Wanqiu stepped forward and tugged at the corner of Grandma Sheng's clothes, looking at her with concern.

"Wanqiu, let's go!"

Grandma Sheng took Sheng Wanqiu’s hand and prepared to leave.

"Grandma, wait a moment."

Sheng Wanqiu quickly picked up the clay pot she had set on the ground and walked over to Sheng Xiahua.

"Little Aunt, this is a wild rabbit I caught in the mountains. I cooked it specifically for you."

"Little Aunt, I understand your intentions. I will come to see you again. If this guy dares to hit you again, I will definitely kill him."

Sheng Wanqiu deliberately raised her voice on the last sentence. Yang Wei shivered, feeling the pain in his wounds intensify.

"Wanqiu, let's go!" Grandma Sheng called out and pushed through the crowd of onlookers first.

"Little Aunt, take care of yourself. I’ll come to see you!" After saying this, Sheng Wanqiu followed Grandma Sheng away.

Grandma Sheng’s mood was very low. Sheng Wanqiu didn't know whether to tell her what she had observed, so she kept it to herself, waiting for a better opportunity to talk to her grandmother about her aunt.

"If you have something to say, just say it. Isn't it uncomfortable to hold it in?" Grandma Sheng had long noticed her granddaughter’s hesitant expression.

"Grandma, don't be angry with Little Aunt. She made that decision for the sake of me and my sisters."

"We’ll visit her often. If she gets bullied again, I’ll put a sack over that dog of a man and break his legs, so he can't go out and mess around anymore!"

Sheng Wanqiu shook her fist for emphasis.

"You brat, why didn't you say so earlier? If you had, we would have just broken that pair's legs right then and there."

"That way, they’d have to rely on your aunt for everything. If they didn't behave, we’d just starve them for a few meals and they’d learn."

Sheng Wanqiu was stunned. This old lady’s train of thought was truly something else. Looking at her regretful expression, she wondered if she was considering going back to beat them up again.

"We'll let them off this time. Their injuries will take at least ten days or half a month to heal. We'll come back in half a month, and if they dare to bully your aunt again, we’ll take action!"

Grandma Sheng was truly furious; her teeth chattered as she spoke.

"Alright! Whatever you say, Grandma." Sheng Wanqiu quickly agreed, afraid that if she was too slow, she’d get a beating from the old lady herself.

"Grandma, I want to go to the pharmacy. Do you want to come with me?"

"I saw a lot of herbs in the mountains earlier. I want to ask if the pharmacy is buying them."