My whole family abuses me? Then I will abuse the whole family!

Whenever she thought of this resentful son, Aunt Mei felt exhausted.

She didn't know whether her son had developed an arrogant habit after being in a high position for so long. A few days ago, he came to her and made a fuss, saying that Fang Yanxin was shameless and fell in love with a widow. Her son had ruined his own future and there was no need for the Yan family to help him anymore.

The implicit meaning of his words was that he wanted her to take the blame and tell the master and the mistress about this matter so that he would divorce Yan Qingqing.

He spoke so lightly, did he still think that the Yan family was the same Yan family that allowed the Fang family to control them?

From that time on, the Yan family had been cautious, and many of their businesses were independent of the Fang family.

Although the Fang family still has to pay dividends in recent years, those dividends are still the dividends from seven years ago and have not increased at all.

The attitude was already very clear, but Fang Hanchuan still couldn't see it clearly and had to make a big fuss just because of that vixen.

The old lady glanced at her twice, as if she saw through her thoughts, and smiled faintly, "You should have been more ruthless and made that woman disappear earlier. Why did you end up in such a mess today?"

Aunt Mei said cautiously, "Madam is right. I was soft-hearted at the beginning and that woman got pregnant with the Fang family's blood."

"It's just... Regarding Yan Xin's matter, I hope you can talk to the master about it. He and Yan Ling have a very good relationship, and we can't let his father ruin it like this."

The old lady smiled. A loving mother often spoils her child. This woman never learns her lesson and is still so soft-hearted. If it were her, she would just make the girl disappear. Why make things so complicated?

She had no intention of making things difficult for herself. No matter how outstanding a son born out of a concubine was, he and a widow with no background were a perfect match made in heaven. They posed no threat to her, and it would even be an extra shield to protect her grandson. Why not do it?

"Don't worry, I will talk to the master about this matter. I think the master will be back soon, so you should stay away for now."

When Aunt Mei saw that she agreed, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She knew exactly what the lady was planning.

When you live under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.

......

Not long after Aunt Mei left, Old Master Fang came home dressed like a villager who had gone to the fields, with a lot of mud on his trouser legs and shoes.

He held a fishing rod in one hand and a fish basket in the other.

Although he looked very thin, his eyes were very bright and his whole spirit and energy did not make him look like a man in his seventies.

He ran excitedly to the backyard, sat next to the old lady, and ate all the orange segments peeled by Aunt Mei with a fork.

"The oranges here are still delicious. They don't get stuck in your teeth."

The old lady glared at him with disdain, "You're covered in mud, don't stain my clothes."

Old Master Fang, on the other hand, nudged her in a servile manner and said, "Hey, Master, I finally caught a big fish today. Whatever fish you want to eat, I'll cook it for you."

The old lady became interested and stretched her neck to look at the fish in the basket. They were quite big.

"Wow, it's such a big fish? It's perfect for boiled fish."

Old Master Fang was very happy and immediately went to the kitchen with the fish. The old lady followed him and asked the servant to help her tie up her sleeves and assist her.

Grandpa Fang was in charge of scraping the scales, removing the internal organs and slicing the food, while Grandma was in charge of preparing the onions, ginger, garlic, peppercorns and chili peppers.

One cooks the food and the other is the chef, the couple works together very well.

After a while, a spicy boiled fish was served on the table.

Spicy boiled fish is the best dish to go with rice.

The couple each held a bowl of white rice, ate fish, and chatted about family matters.

The old lady was sweating from the spiciness, but she kept eating the fish. "Oh, in this winter, I have to eat some spicy food to satisfy my hunger."

Old Master Fang said cheerfully, "That's right, this freshly caught fish tastes fresh."

The old lady hummed, "Then let me tell you something new."

Old Master Fang didn't pay much attention to it and said casually, "What's new? Tell me about it?"

The old lady picked up another piece of fish and ate it carefully, "Yan Xin fell in love with a widow."

“Cough cough….cough…cough cough…cough cough…cough…”

The old lady quickly put down the bowl in her hand, checked on his condition, and called for help.

A group of people in the room immediately became busy, patting the old man on the back and getting him some cool boiled water to drink.

It took a while to recover.

Old Master Fang's eyes were filled with tears from the chili pepper and his face turned red from coughing.

"Sister...are you going to...ahem...murder your husband?"

The old lady looked at him with a funny face and said, "No way, you choked yourself and you blame me."

Old Master Fang groaned, "I don't care, who told you to say Yan Xin..."

Only then did he react and immediately flew into a rage, "What the hell, Yan Xin fell in love with a widow? When did this happen? Why didn't I know?! Is this little bastard going to rebel? Come on, come on, call that little bastard Fang Yanxin over here! And call that big bastard Fang Hanchuan over here, I'm going to beat these two bastards to death today!"

The old lady was used to him making a fuss every time he heard something.

She waited calmly for him to finish his rant, "Are you done yet? If you are, then listen to me."

Old Master Fang took two breaths, then sat quietly, looking as if he was listening attentively.

The old lady explained the matter in a concise manner.

Old Master Fang's expression immediately became serious.

"No, no, how can such an outstanding child like Yan Xin be paired with a widow without any background? According to the current status and position of our Fang family, at least he should be paired with the daughter of a county-level official."

The old lady listened to his arrangements, feeling a little cold in her heart, "Old man, times have changed. People now value free love and marriage. Parents' orders and matchmakers' words don't work anymore."

"Didn't we separate Hanchuan's child? As a result, the girl became a thorn in his side. Now he wants a divorce and wants to leave the Yan family behind. That's impossible. The Yan family is our money bag now. How can we just throw it away?"

Old Master Fang was furious when she mentioned this. "She is such an immoral woman. Who would want a good girl to hang out with men every day? She has no sense of propriety. Her son follows suit and likes a widow. He is really a woman with no manners!"

The old lady felt relieved after hearing what he said, and patiently advised: "So what if she's a widow? She's a good girl if she's talented and virtuous. Qin Shihuang's mother was a second marriage, and Song Zhenzong's wife was also a second marriage. An excellent woman can bring prosperity to three generations, bringing prosperity to her parents, her husband, and her children. Why are you going backwards in your thinking now?!"

Old Master Fang inexplicably felt that this viewpoint was very correct. "What you said is appropriate...hiss...that's not right...I've never seen you praise a girl like this before. What bad things are you hiding?"