In the years of famine, the knife in my mother's hand is not bad either

Wang Miaomiao's heart trembled when she heard Uncle Dakuo's question.

With a gloomy look on his face, he thought: After all...I can't hide it anymore?

Wang Dakuo naturally saw Wang Miaomiao's sadness and comforted her gently:

"It's fine."

"Even if you can't see, there will be someone to take care of you."

"If the Lin family dares to divorce you or bully you, just shout it out."

"The people of Wangjia Village will all stand up for you."

Wang Miaomiao felt a little relieved after hearing Uncle Dakuo's words of comfort.

The strength that kept reminding her in her heart prevented her from shedding tears.

Instead, he took the bowl of corn porridge from Uncle Dakuo again and drank it in small sips.

The warm porridge drove away the coldness in her body.

A warm feeling also arose in my heart.

After eating the rice porridge, Wang Miaomiao, with the help of the village chief Wang Dakuo, climbed directly onto the ox cart.

Lie on the ox cart and close your eyes to rest.

Every once in a while, she would open her eyes again, hoping to see the outside world clearly.

But apart from the bright sun that made her eyes sting, she couldn't see anything clearly.

The highly blurred world would not make her feel any warmth even if the sun shone on her.

More than ten days passed in a flash.

Wang Miaomiao follows the village chief Wang Dakuo almost every day.

The entire journey depended on lying on a bullock cart, which was pulling the cart.

Old Mrs. Lin felt the blisters on the soles of her feet that were rubbed out and then smoothed out, and she couldn't help but quicken her pace and came in front of Wang Miaomiao.

He held the edge of the ox cart with one hand and his old waist with the other.

He said to Wang Miaomiao:

"Third daughter-in-law."

"You said that since you got married, you haven't walked a single step on your own."

"But being a mother is tough. The blisters on my feet keep coming back and being smoothed out."

"I was so tortured that I couldn't even walk."

"I just twisted my waist."

"Ouch... Look, my waist starts to hurt as soon as I talk."

Wang Miaomiao listened to Mrs. Lin's statements and complaints.

At first, it was just a "hmm" response.

But I feel extremely calm inside.

After hearing the rest, he sneered: You want my seat on the ox cart?

It's a beautiful idea.

"If it hurts to talk, just talk less, mother-in-law." Wang Miaomiao reminded softly, with no intention of giving up her seat.

When Old Lady Lin saw this, she cursed in her heart: Why didn’t I notice this cunning little fox before?

You are so smart for advising me to talk less.

"You are so unfilial, you unfilial daughter." Old Mrs. Lin started to throw a tantrum.

This caused the surrounding Wang family members to look at him strangely.

Perhaps it was because the Wang family members had not caused her any trouble in the past ten days, which gave her the illusion of being accepted.

"I told you I twisted my waist, and you told me to stop talking?"

"Is this something a human can say? Do you have a heart?" Old Mrs. Lin didn't notice the strange looks from the Wang family members around her, and cried bitterly.

She even raised her thigh and slapped it hard, making a noise to attract more people's attention.

Wang Miaomiao couldn't see, but she could hear clearly.

There is absolutely no intention to give up the position:

"This ox cart... belongs to Uncle Dakuo."

"Even if I give up, you can't get on. If you want to ride, why don't you let Sanlang push you?"

"Or, you don't want to let Sanlang push the cart?"

After Wang Miaomiao finished speaking, she never even glanced at Old Lady Lin.

This made Old Mrs. Lin very depressed.

Wang Miaomiao was right.

She just couldn't bear to see her third son suffer any hardship.

She and her second son's wife took turns pushing the cart on the road.

If the two of them hadn't fallen down, they would never have allowed the third child to touch the cart.

It was as if Lin Ze had been tainted with the aura of a farmer after touching the cart, and could no longer go to high school.

"My dear daughter-in-law, my Lin family didn't marry you to be a young mistress. I just have a backache and blisters on my feet, so I want to sit in your place for a while." Seeing many people looking at her, Old Lady Lin immediately threw the problem and contradiction to the issue of filial piety and feudal order:

"Where do you get so many excuses?"

"Is it disrespectful to your mother-in-law?"

After this loud shout, Old Lady Lin felt that she still had enough momentum.

But after he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that the surroundings were very quiet.

No one echoed.

Wang Miaomiao, on the other hand, suddenly burst into laughter:

"Pfft, hahaha!"

"Mrs. Lin, have you forgotten the contract you signed with Uncle Dakuo?"

"Even if I don't obey my mother-in-law, you have no right to divorce me."

"What? The contract has only been signed for a dozen days, and you're going to deny it?"

This rhetorical question frightened Old Mrs. Lin so much that cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

Especially those members of the Wang family quickened their pace and covered the environment around her tightly.

I wanted to escape, but it was impossible.

"How could I not admit it?" Old Mrs. Lin suppressed her anger and explained herself:

"I'm just too upset. After all, we are a family, so we should understand each other."

Wang Miaomiao saw how Old Lady Lin retreated to advance, and the hostility of the villagers in Wangjia Village dissipated a little.

I sneered in my heart:

"If you feel uncomfortable, let Sanlang push you."

"This seat belongs to the village chief. I have no right to let you sit on it."

"Or you come..."

Before Wang Miaomiao could finish, the village chief Wang Dakuo directly refused:

"My ox cart, you, Old Lady Lin, can't get on it."

"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll chase Wang Miaomiao away too. You'll have to push Miaomiao along with you when the time comes. After all, Miaomiao's current weakness is all thanks to you!"

When he said the last two words, Wang Dakuo's tone became much heavier.

It evoked memories deep in the minds of the villagers of Wangjia Village.

Wang Miaomiao's skinny appearance was engraved in their minds.

Suddenly, a group of hostile eyes were cast towards Old Lady Lin.

When Old Mrs. Lin saw this, she thought to herself: Well, it seems I’m doomed to suffer this loss.

So many years have passed, and you are still protecting her, Wang Miaomiao.

But... let's wait and see. I don't believe that she can really complete the migration south in this condition.

Thinking of this, Old Mrs. Lin stomped her feet and was about to leave.

A large hand suddenly appeared from behind and grabbed her sleeve.

Old Mrs. Lin felt the force on her sleeve and turned around immediately.

Then Wang Laizi showed his big yellow teeth and laughed at him.

At such a close distance, she could even smell Wang Laizi's bad breath.

"You...don't get so close to me!"

"Your mouth is yellow and smelly, and you don't even know to wash it." Old Mrs. Lin did not hide her disgust at all. She shook off Wang Laizi's sleeve and shouted at him.

Wang Laizi was immediately annoyed when he saw that she dared to scold him.

"Crack!"

A resounding slap was heard. The Wang clan members of Wangjia Village were stunned for a moment, and then burst into cheers:

"Wang Laizi is so brave! He did something I wouldn't dare to do."

"This old hag deserves what she gets. Evildoers will be punished by evildoers."

"Judging from this slap, Wang Laizi doesn't seem so bad after all?"

"..."

Hearing that all the discussions were directed at him, Wang Laizi became a little carried away for a moment.

He started punching Old Mrs. Lin in the face left and right.

A loose back tooth of Mrs. Lin was knocked out by force.

A mouthful of blood foam mixed with fallen teeth fell to the ground.

"Alright!"

"This is an IOU. Your daughter-in-law borrowed corn from my family. Now it's time to pay it back. I came to collect the debt from you. I am your creditor, how dare you speak rudely to me!" As Wang Laizi spoke, he took out the IOU and showed it to everyone.