Yang Hualin was beaten so hard that his eyes were dazzled, and he kept retreating step by step.

He growled furiously, his fists flying toward Yang Ruqing with no mercy.

Yang Ruqing raised a leg.

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“Awoo”

Yang Huaming let out a pig-like scream, clutching his crotch and collapsing to the ground.

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His face flushed beet red.

His body bent like a shrimp, rolling on the ground in pain!

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This change came too quickly, it was just a blink of an eye.

By the time Lady Yang and Lady Tan came to their senses, Yaqing had already dragged out Yang Huazhong's chamber pot from under the bed.

Today, Sun Shi was so busy that he didn't have time to clean the chamber pot all day.

The pot is now heavy.

Yang Ruqing picked up the chamber pot and, without batting an eyelid, poured it directly onto Yang Huilin's head.

"Bang!"

The chamber pot was made of coarse clay.

My head collided with Yang Huilin's, shattering into a mess.

Purity is 100%, the color is comparable to that of freshly squeezed orange juice.

It poured down on him, blinding him. He choked and coughed violently from the water in his mouth.

"This is terrible, Fat Ass is going to kill someone..."

Tan was so frightened that she jumped and waved her arms wildly, her face turning pale.

Then Yang's mother grabbed a broom from the corner and came to beat Yang Ruoheng.

More than just the broom was grasped by Yang Ruqing's reverse hand; Yang herself was pulled by a powerful force and tumbled to the ground.

Just put on this brand new outfit, it's all soaked in pee, and I smell like urine all over!

Even Yang Huaming, who is closest to here, also wants to lend a hand.

Seeing Second Brother and Second Sister-in-law lying in the urine, I was so frightened that I quickly covered my nose and squatted in the corner, retching.

Yang Ruqing was also standing in a puddle of urine, but her expression remained cold.

She grabbed Yang Hualin's hand, the one he had just used to slap Sun, and pressed it to the ground.

Grab a shard of the broken urinal.

“Qing'er, you can't do that!”

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Old Yang's head trembled as he shouted.

He had just helped Yang Huazhong onto the wheelchair and turned around to see this scene. The old man's soul was almost frightened away.

“That’s your second uncle. Even if he does something wrong, there’s me and grandma to discipline him!”

“As a junior, to speak to your second uncle like this is asking for lightning to strike you down!”

“Our old Yang family has never had such an unfilial granddaughter as you!”

Old Yang shouted at Yang Ruqing with a fierce voice and expression.

“You’re about to drop the tile in your hand!”

Yang Ruqing raised her eyes to look at Lao Yang, her face filled with killing intent.

The corners of his lips, however, curled into a cruel sneer.

"If he dares to hit my mother, he will have to pay the price."

"No one can intercede, not even heaven itself! This old lady doesn't give a damn about anyone's face!"

Besides, what about you, Lao Yang?

In the gasps of the crowd, Yang Ruqing twitched the corner of her mouth, and the tile in her hand cut down sharply...

“Ah…”

Yang Huilin's voice was hoarse from yelling, his eyelids flipped and he fainted from the pain.

Blood welled up from his fingertips like a fountain...

“Oh, Fatty killed someone! Someone died...”

Yang let out a wail, her eyelids fluttering before she lost consciousness.

Tan supported herself on the doorframe, her legs trembling, her whole body shaking uncontrollably.

Looking at Yang Ruqing was like looking at a demon crawling out of hell, I didn't even dare to look.

Here, Yang Ruqing let out a cold smile.

She dropped the shards of pottery from her hand, stood up, and walked straight towards Mrs. Sun over there. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

"Mother, do not be afraid, I have already taught the one who hit you a lesson."

She looked up at Sun shi, her previous cruelty and ruthlessness gone.

Instead, it was obedient and gentle.

“From now on, if anyone dares to bully you again, Qinger will stand up for you!”

"Qing'er..."

Mrs. Sun choked back tears, holding Yang Ruoqing in her arms as tears streamed down her face.

"Lao Er, Lao Er!"

Over there, Old Yang was also in tears.

He staggered to Yang Hualin's side and hugged him.

The old man first glanced at Yang Huilin's fingers.

It looked terrifying, with lots of blood flowing. Luckily, it didn't break.

The old man let out a slight sigh of relief.

"Lao Si, hurry, quickly take your brother to Old Village Doctor's!"

He immediately ordered his fourth son, who was still retching in the corner.

Yang Huaming hurried over, lifted Yang Hulin onto his back, and went out the door.

He was about to run to the front yard when Lao Yang stopped him.

“Guests are in the front yard, go to the back yard quickly!”

"Damn it, you go too, help watch over the second child!"

"Hey!"

Tan hurried after him, her face pale with fright, her legs still trembling.

Here, Old Yang again kicked Yang Shi who was still lying in the urine awake with his foot.

Yang cried out and jumped up from the ground.

He was about to start swearing, but Lao Yang's piercing gaze stopped him in his tracks.

“Your husband went to see the old village doctor, you should go and take care of him too. It's your turn for your family to be in charge of dinner.”

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"Remember, don't draw attention to yourself on the way!"

Old Yang had a face as black as the bottom of a pot, staring at the three people in front of him.

Mrs. Sun hugged Yang Ruqing in her arms and cried.

Yang Huazhong sat in his wheelchair, staring at Sun's half-red and swollen face.

The man clenched his fists so hard that they crackled.

Seeing this, Lao Yang's words of reprimand that had reached his lips were swallowed back down.

"A harmonious home brings prosperity to all. You lot are all a handful!"

"Enough, enough. I won't say anything more. After all, half my body is already buried in the soil!"

"From now on, do whatever you want, I don't care!"

Old Yang shook his head, and his already gloomy face seemed to age several years in an instant.

"If you truly don't care, then it's just our fate!"

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A voice suddenly emerged from beside the wheelchair.

Lao Yang turned his head to the sound, and it was Da An.

The young man's handsome features were drawn together, his face covered in frost.

Seeing Old Yang's gaze turn to him, Da An turned his head away.

He said to the little An beside him, "Brother, from today onwards, we have to eat more and grow up quickly!"

"When we're strong enough, when we have fists, then we can protect mom and sister from being bullied by bad people!"

Little An tilted his head and listened attentively to Da An's words, nodding vigorously.

Lao Yang was so angry that he nearly choked on his own blood.

When Old Yang's head left, the room finally returned to quiet.

Yang Ruqing, with Da An and Xiao An, cleaned up the mess. She brought some wood ash from the kitchen stove and spread it on the ground.

And then opened both the front and back windows for ventilation.

Yang Huazhong and Mrs. Sun sat facing each other, with Mrs. Sun lowering her head to wipe away tears.

Yang Huazhong then punched himself in the leg.

Sun Shi was startled and hurriedly grabbed Yang Hua's fist.

“Father, what are you doing? Your leg isn't fully healed yet, be careful you don't hurt it!”

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“I'm so useless!” the man said, his voice choked with emotion.

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"My own daughter-in-law and daughter, being beaten in front of me, I couldn't even fight back. I'm just a useless person!"

Mrs. Sun shook her head, sobbing, her voice hoarse: "I won't allow you to mistreat yourself like this!"

“Your legs will be better soon, just be patient. When you recover, this family still needs you to take charge!”

“Qinger’s mother, I’m sorry. These years, I haven’t let you live a single peaceful day…”

"No, as long as you're here, with the children around, I'm happy..."

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