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

Grandma Xia suddenly burst into tears, “I have devoted myself to this family. I don’t expect them to say a word of thanks, but they can’t just slander me like this.”

"Even if I'm unreasonable or ruthless, I wouldn't go around wielding a knife and attacking people in broad daylight, would I?"

"Why is my life so miserable? During the Spring Festival, I cooked meat for them properly, but they insisted that I was withholding meat. Old Chen was yelling and demanding that I go out and buy meat in the snow to make up for it."

“Last year, they said the gifts I prepared were not enough, that I was heartless, that I looked down on them, and that I had to apologize to them.”

"You all remember these things, right? Now you're saying I killed someone? How could I possibly kill someone? Waaaaah!"

Although the neighbors didn't remember, Grandma Xia cried so pitifully, could it be fake?

It's practically snowing in June! How could they not believe it?

"This is going too far! Why do they keep accusing people?"

“I remember this guy. He always came to Old Chen’s house to freeload. Every time he came, he would yell at them to come out and greet him before he even entered the door.”

"Yes, yes, and every time she would throw a bunch of rotten sweet potatoes that she didn't know where she got them from to Sister Xia, as if they were something important."

"A bunch of rotten sweet potatoes as New Year's gifts? That's so stingy! Are they even proper relatives?"

"Stop talking. Old Chen's face is so dark. He probably knows his brother isn't presentable."

“That’s really embarrassing. If I had a relative who acted like that, I would have stopped associating with him long ago.”

"Who says otherwise? Old Chen's family is a working-class family, they wouldn't be short of a few sweet potatoes, would they? Only the two of them are good people, why do they still keep in touch with such relatives?"

"Didn't you hear what they were saying? They expect Aunt Xia and the others to give a generous gift in return for just a few sweet potatoes. They're even complaining about things that aren't good."

"This is truly shameless; now they're even trying to frame people."

"A woman came over this afternoon to steal their things; I think she was the man's wife."

"My God, what sins did we commit in our past life to have such relatives in this life?"

"Thank goodness, our relatives aren't like that."

The crowd began to murmur, their voices growing louder and louder, and Chen Weijun's face turned bright red.

He could act arrogantly in front of Old Lady Xia, but he still cared about his image in front of outsiders. He had just felt his life was threatened, so he shouted and yelled without regard for his appearance.

And with Widow Huang, he never expected that such a pitiful-looking woman would be so strong in combat, daring to fight with a man.

If he had known this would happen, he would never have stepped forward, unless the old bachelor was willing to pay a ten-dollar referral fee.

Seeing that everyone's contempt for him was becoming increasingly unrestrained, Chen Weijun finally stood up and shouted, "I was almost chopped by her just now, why are you talking about me instead of her?"

"She pretends to be nice on the surface, but she beats and scolds us in private. She'd even kill someone if she's unhappy. You're talking nonsense if you don't know the truth?"

"A bunch of big mouths, go do what you're supposed to do, stop meddling in other people's business, get out of here."

He lost face, so he scolded everyone and kicked them out, then locked the gate.

Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he turned around and suddenly found that Old Madam Xia was staring at him menacingly, as were his second nephew and his entire family. Their expressions were quite frightening.

Chen Weijun's heart tightened. Good heavens, he had forgotten that when his neighbors were around, they were afraid to do anything because of their reputation, but he had just driven them all away. Now, who could help him?

“Xiang Nan, I’m your second uncle. Last year during the Spring Festival, I even brought you a bag of fruit. Fruit is hard to buy in the dead of winter, and it’s very expensive.”

"And Xiangbei, your second uncle has been good to you, hasn't he? We're all men of the Chen family, we're family. You liked your second uncle the most when you were little."

"Brother, we're brothers. Besides, my sister-in-law hit me first. I was just retaliating, but she picked up a knife and tried to kill me. She's clearly in the wrong."