Chapter 4: Her Grandma is So Kind and Amazing!

Lingxi felt that she had been raised quite delicately by her foster father, but even after arriving in this unimaginably difficult place, she had never once entertained thoughts of ending her life. How wonderful it was to be alive! Only by living could there be hope!

Lingxi was lost in thought for a moment before the old lady hugged her and patted her back. Hearing Lingxi speak like that, the old lady’s heart ached terribly.

"My Lingxi-er, don't be afraid. Look at you, you don't even dare to tell Grandma the truth anymore.

It was definitely her who bullied you!

Did she think this old woman wouldn't know? Bullshit heatstroke! Even if my Lingxi-er went out at high noon to pick cucumbers for a snack, she’s never had heatstroke. How could she get a 'silly heatstroke' in the middle of the morning?"

Lingxi choked. It was indeed not heatstroke, but...

"Grandma, Big Sister didn't even go to the backyard. This really has nothing to do with her."

The old lady refused to listen, absolutely refusing to listen.

"Lingxi, don't speak up for her. She’s God’s favorite daughter; she’s got plenty of tricks up her sleeve. She hides her malice so well, how could you possibly notice it?

Otherwise, how did you faint? In this family, besides her, who has the ability to do such a thing?"

The old lady was firmly convinced that Lingxi’s fainting was caused by Pei Fuzhu bullying her. In any case, besides Fuzhu, who relied on God’s backing, no one else in this house was heartless enough to bully her Lingxi-er.

Lingxi: "..."

Why did she feel like what the old lady said made so much sense?

No, no, no.

Lingxi shook her head: "Grandma..."

But this time, she had barely started before being interrupted by the old lady again.

"Oh, my Lingxi-er, don't say any more!

Grandma knows you’re only speaking well of her because you were forced to. She just relies on God to bully you. You just watch, Grandma will definitely settle the score with her for you."

Lingxi: "..."

She no longer knew what kind of expression to wear.

But, why did it feel so exciting?

Taking down God’s favorite daughter!

Lingxi blinked and asked, "Grandma, what if God decides to back her up?"

When the old lady heard this, she laughed.

"Why is my Lingxi-er so silly!

Even if Fuzhu is God’s favorite daughter, she’s still my own granddaughter!

Even if I deal with her, God can't have any objections. Who told Him I’m her grandmother! Of course, if she dares to rebel, that’s even better. With her acting like that, let’s see if God still dares to treat her as His favorite daughter.

If she can be unfilial once, she can be unfilial a second time. God is smart!

If God still treats her as His favorite daughter after that, then He must be blind.

We aren't afraid of her, you have Grandma!"

Lingxi: "..."

Blind?!

God is blind?

Her grandma was cursing God for being blind?

Lingxi’s heart and soul trembled together.

This... this wasn't good, right?

But without the obedient, cute, porcelain-doll-like exterior of her past life that would shatter at a touch, the rebellion and mischief in her soul began to surface.

So exciting! So thrilling!

Her grandma was truly fierce, truly formidable, a real hero to dare to curse God for being blind. She had a tiny bit of worry—with all this talk of being blind, would a bolt of lightning strike them down? The old lady’s mortal body probably couldn't handle that!

Thinking of this, she had no heart left to explain whether Fuzhu had bullied her or not. Facing this old lady who had shown her nothing but kindness the moment she opened her eyes, Lingxi felt a bit worried.

She asked in a negotiating tone, "Grandma, can we..."

Before Lingxi could finish, the old lady took over the conversation.

"Can we what? Can we not curse God for being blind? Lingxi-er, why do you always like to worry about such things?"

Lingxi: "..."

So, the original owner was also afraid of the old lady being struck by lightning?

Although the old lady said that, she knew Lingxi-er was concerned about her, and her aged face bloomed with a smile.

"Lingxi-er, Grandma knows you’re filial and afraid that something might happen to me.

But it doesn't matter. I’ve cursed Him so many times over the years, and God hasn't done anything. I even suspect that God is so intimidated by my scolding that He doesn't dare to favor Fuzhu too much.

Think about it, for the past five or six years, Fuzhu hasn't had any great strokes of luck, hasn't picked up or dug up anything good. Isn't that because I’ve been scolding Him, so He doesn't dare to be so blatant?"

Lingxi was dumbfounded.

She felt something inside her shatter, and then, as it rapidly reshaped, she actually thought this human grandmother’s logic was sound and impressive.

Thinking this...

Lingxi sycophantically hugged the old lady’s arm and shook it, her voice soft and sweet.

"Grandma, Grandma, you’re the best!"

As she spoke, she tilted her face up. Her large, clean, clear eyes, like a pool of spring water, were embedded in her slightly chubby little face, sparkling with admiration.

Her foster father loved it when she did this; every time, she could coax him into saying yes to everything, wishing he could scour the heavens and earth to bring all the treasures of the three realms to her.

Now that her foster father wasn't here, her grandma was so powerful; she could surely walk sideways in this world just the same.

Thinking this, Lingxi poured on the flattery, repeating the same few phrases: Grandma is the best, I love Grandma the most, how can Grandma be so amazing, being Grandma’s granddaughter is so happy...

The old lady was indeed beaming, her smile so wide her eyes disappeared, but she didn't forget to warn her.

"Lingxi-er, Grandma knows you’ve been wronged, but don't go head-to-head with Fuzhu. She has God favoring her; you’ll definitely suffer if you clash with her. If you’re wronged, just tell Grandma, and Grandma will vent your anger for you."

Lingxi nodded and nodded and nodded again with a beaming smile.

Her grandma was so good and so powerful!

She was someone with protection again!

Lingxi had been led astray by the old lady and could no longer think of helping Fuzhu explain anything.

Now, her heart and eyes were filled with the desire to see with her own eyes how her grandma would deal with Fuzhu. She urgently wanted to witness her grandma’s military suppression of God’s favorite daughter and wanted to confirm once more if her grandma’s "golden thigh" was thick enough for her to jump around as she pleased.

Seeing the old lady leave, Lingxi was so excited she wanted to jump out of bed and follow to join the fun, but the old lady stopped her, telling her not to get out of bed today.

Lingxi didn't quite understand, but since her grandma was so powerful, of course, she would listen to her!

Worried that Lingxi wouldn't be able to sit still in the room, the old lady went back to her own room and opened the kang cabinet, which was filled with the treats she had saved. She rummaged for a while, pulled out a can, and took a bag of peach blossom cakes—all things the younger Aunt Pei had just sent over.

Her good, obedient Lingxi-er had been wronged; eating these to sweeten her mouth was just right.

Lingxi nodded with a beaming smile. Good, good, Grandma is the best. She showered her with obedient, free-of-charge praise.

The old lady smiled like a chrysanthemum in front of Lingxi, but when she reached Pei Fuzhu, her face grew long, and her tone was sarcastic.

At this moment, Pei Fuzhu was about to explode with anger.

"Grandma, what did you say?"

Pei Fuzhu couldn't believe her ears and couldn't help but ask back.

"What, are you deaf? Want your 'God-father' to cure you? This old woman is telling you to go work in the fields tomorrow!"

Pei Fuzhu: "..."

!!!

It was currently the hottest time of the year. If she went to the fields, she would be exposed to the scorching sun. Not to mention the exhaustion, the heat alone—her skin, which she had been carefully maintaining, would definitely get sunburned.

If it didn't recover by then, how could she leave a good impression on that person?