She won't clear her name; she'll throw away all the scum.

Old Mrs. Xia also went back, taking Chen Weijun, that good-for-nothing, with her.

As soon as they entered, Old Mrs. Xia pushed Old Chen aside and grabbed Chen Weijun. Seeing that things were not going well, Old Chen immediately retreated to the side, afraid of being involved.

He was very familiar with Old Lady Xia's expression; Chen Weijun was in deep trouble.

"What did you just say about me? That I'm like Widow Huang? That I'm heartless and ungrateful, a despicable woman?"

Chen Weijun replied perfunctorily, "Alright, sister-in-law, I'm starving. Let me apologize first. Could you cook some good dishes for me and my brother? Also, I remember my brother's workplace gave out bars during the New Year. Bring those too, so my brother and I can have a good drink..."

"Slap!" The crisp sound of a slap made Old Chen feel instantly better.

He still wanted to drink, and it was good enough that he wasn't forced to drink dog piss. If his wife hadn't made a move, he would have.

What a shameless person! He stayed at their house for one night and looked down on them, but when they came to his house, it was like the Japanese invaders entering a village. They wanted anything good.

Old Chen's eyebrows and eyes relaxed, and he felt incredibly happy.

When had Chen Weijun ever been hit by a woman, especially in the face? He immediately became enraged and raised his fist to smash it into Old Lady Xia's head.

Old Mrs. Xia was, after all, a woman, and a rather thin and elderly one at that. She couldn't break free and was thrown to the ground. Chen Weijun then started kicking her.

"What are you doing?" Old Chen rushed over to help when he saw Chen Weijun beating people like a madman.

He hugged her from behind and tossed her aside. Old Mrs. Xia was freed, clutching her stomach. "You good little brother!"

Old Chen was furious. All his wife had done was slap Chen Weijun once. He, as her older brother, had been slapped countless times, and he hadn't done anything to her. Yet Chen Weijun wanted to kill her.

It really isn't a good one!

The couple has fought so many times recently, but none of them combined are as fierce as he did in one fight. He completely disregards any family ties.

Old Chen's eyes bulged out. "Are you trying to kill someone?"

Chen Weijun was also indignant. "She hit me first, so why can't I hit her back? How dare an old hag hit me? Who does she think she is?"

Old Chen: "You insulted her first. You act so arrogantly in my house. Who do you think you are?"

Chen Weijun was confused and shocked. "Big brother, I'm your own brother. What is she? She's just your family's housekeeper. We're the family. Even if she dies, you can just remarry. Why are you taking it out on me?"

“Even if she’s my wife, I can hit her. What’s the big deal? Can she hit me back? Can she beat me? Can she, a woman, divorce me? What are women anyway? In the old days in the countryside, a woman’s dowry was only two chickens.”

"In our family, apart from the third son's wife, who is considered a privileged person because she has a good father, the rest of us are nothing special. That's what our father said, don't you remember?"

Old Chen had already seen Old Lady Xia touch the large wood-chopping knife, and in that instant, Old Lady Xia raised the knife and slashed at it.

"Ahhh, you really killed someone?" Chen Weijun was slashed and ran wildly around the room. "Murderer, you murderer!"

He spoke harshly, but he really didn't dare to joke with his own life. He dodged very nimbly, saying, "Do you believe I'll go and call the police right now?"

Old Mrs. Xia said viciously, "Let's talk about it when you can get out of here unharmed!"

"Big brother, save me, big brother!" Chen Weijun shouted, trying to hide behind him.

Old Chen was terrified; his wife was really going to kill someone, and he didn't want to be hacked to pieces.

Old Mrs. Xia really wanted to kill people. She didn't want to live anymore. She wanted to kill Chen Weijun and Old Chen, then go to their house and kill Fang Rong, then go to Old Chen's third brother's house and kill his family as well, so that everyone could die together.

After hearing what she just heard, she completely lost her temper.

Old Chen noticed too, so he quickly slipped into the bedroom and pulled Chen Xianghong, who had just come out of the bedroom, in with him.

Chen Xianghong's face turned deathly pale. "Dad, my mom..."

Hearing the commotion outside, Old Chen exclaimed, "Your mother's gone mad! She's trying to kill us all!"

Chen Xianghong: "No, I have to stop her. What my second uncle said went too far, but my mother..."

Old Chen grabbed her, "She has a knife! What are you doing going out? Do you want to get stabbed too?"

As Chen Weijun fled, he begged for mercy, "Sister-in-law, I was wrong, I was really wrong, I deserve to die, but even if you hate me, you can't dirty your hands... Ahhh, damn it, why can't I open this door?"

He darted around and finally found an opportunity to climb out through an open window.

His clothes were disheveled, he was extremely flustered, and he ran as fast as he could, shouting "Ahhhhh! Murder! Murder! Xia Yue'e is going to kill someone!"

The neighbors, who had just returned from Widow Huang's place, were exhausted today. They couldn't get enough of the excitement.

Chen Xiangnan returned with his younger brother, whose head was inexplicably wrapped in gauze, and bumped into his second uncle. "What's wrong, Uncle?"

Chen Weijun yelled, "Your mother is trying to kill me!! She's slashing at my head with a knife... It's terrifying, I'm going to call the police and have her arrested..."

His good nephew immediately covered his mouth.

"Second Uncle, what are you saying? My mother has the temperament to kill someone? And with a knife? You'd be more believable if my father wanted to kill you than my mother, wouldn't you say, Third Brother?"

Chen Xiangbei, acting as a mere tool, immediately nodded.

"Are you upset because my mom didn't give my aunt's family the gift this afternoon? But you can't just say things like that, you're acting pretty well. Alright, come on, let's go to my house and I'll ask my mom for you!"

Chen Xiangbei received a signal and immediately grabbed Chen Weijun's other arm, and the two of them carried him back.

Chen Weijun's eyes were filled with fear; he wouldn't go!

As Chen Xiangnan walked, he said, "My mother is the kind of person who would never kill someone. Why don't you ladies come with me to see for yourselves and give my mother justice?"

His voice was loud and clear, full of confidence, and he was followed by a group of people who didn't even cook and just wanted to watch the show.

Hearing the noise, Old Lady Xia snapped out of her daze and threw the wood-chopping knife under the bed in the second son's room.

She hasn't lived enough yet; she was definitely impulsive just now.

Old Chen heard it too, and came out with Chen Xianghong. They really couldn't let anyone in their family go to jail.

When Chen Xiangnan opened the door, his father, his mother, and his sister were sitting on stools, and there were several glasses of water on the table.

The knife was completely invisible. They all looked very calm, and even stood up to greet people when they came in.

Old Chen was heartbroken. "Brother, it's not that I'm criticizing you, but you can't be so short-sighted. You see something good and you want to take it home with you? We might have to return it to someone else tomorrow. We really can't give it to you."

Chen Weijun's eyes widened. "Brother, it was my sister-in-law who tried to kill me! She had such a big knife, she was going to slash me! Why didn't you stop her? How could you talk such nonsense?"

Old Chen said in a serious tone, "Are you running a fever? Why are you talking nonsense? If she really tried to kill you, wouldn't I, as your own brother, stop her?"

"You...you're still my older brother?" Chen Weijun couldn't accept that he was about to be killed, yet his older brother was still covering up the truth. This was the older brother who had been the best to him.

It's all that wicked woman's fault; she's the one who sowed discord between their brothers.

It must be her!