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

Zhu Wenying carried Baoyuan in from outside. Seeing everyone standing in the living room, she impatiently kicked a stool next to her and shouted, "Chen Xiangdong, what are you doing standing here? Do you want to starve my child and me to death? I knew you weren't a good person. I don't know who you took after."

Her eyes drifted towards Old Lady Xia, filled with disgust, clearly a veiled insult.

Before Chen Xiangdong could speak, he saw a dark shadow flash past, followed by the sound of several sharp slaps, and then his wife screamed.

He looked closely and saw his mother blowing on her hands, while covering Baoyuan's eyes with her other hand to prevent the child from seeing this indecent scene.

Unfortunately, Zhu Wenying screamed unexpectedly, and the child was still frightened and cried.

Grandma Xia felt a pang of heartache. She had raised this child when he was little, so naturally they were closer. Even in her previous life, this child would secretly slip her snacks without his parents' knowledge; he was a good boy. But later, she didn't know what happened, he stopped paying attention to her. Perhaps he was influenced by his parents.

Seeing the child crying so hard, Zhu Wenying didn't try to comfort him. When Grandma Xia tried to take the child, Zhu Wenying hit her arm, leaving several bloody marks.

She was about to rush over and hit him when Grandma Xia's temper flared up again. Although she felt a little sorry for her grandson, it wasn't that much. She even wanted to kick her sons, whom she had raised since they were babies, out of the world, let alone her grandson whom she had only raised for a few years.

Seeing that no one was stopping her, Zhu Wenying put the child aside and tried to hit her. Old Mrs. Xia no longer sat idly by and waited for her fate, so she rushed up and started fighting with Zhu Wenying.

Zhu Wenying, a frail office worker, was no match for the strength of someone who had worked hard all year round, and was quickly pinned to the ground and hit several times.

Grandma Xia sometimes couldn't understand her. She clearly couldn't beat her or out-argue her, so why did she always have to provoke her?

Seeing his wife being beaten by his own mother, Chen Xiangdong, who had been watching the show with amusement, immediately stepped in to help stop his mother.

Old Mrs. Xia was grabbed by the arm and slapped across the face by Zhu Wenying's haphazard blows. This infuriated her.

"Chen Weiguo, are you dead? Are you just going to watch your son help his wife beat his own mother?" Old Mrs. Xia saw that even this useless Chen Xiangdong knew to help his wife, while only Old Chen was still puffing on his pipe, the only change being that he frowned.

Old Chen couldn't sit still any longer. He stood up, came over, and looked somewhat anxious. He was flustered but didn't even touch them; he was just pretending to be very busy.

The more Grandma Xia thought about it, the angrier she became. She grabbed Chen Xiangdong by the hair and slammed him hard onto Zhu Wenying. Then she sat on both of them and slapped Chen Xiangdong's face so hard that he couldn't even speak properly.

When Old Chen saw his son beaten like this, he finally grabbed Old Lady Xia's hand.

He was heartbroken when his son was beaten. He pretended not to see his wife being beaten. Well done, Chen Weiguo! Today, I'm going to beat up the entire Chen family.

Screams echoed from inside the house, eventually reaching the ears of the neighbors. However, the house was locked, and the neighbors dared not go in, speculating about what inhumane things had happened inside.

"Could it be that Uncle Chen is beating Auntie?"

"That can't be right. The two of them have never laid a hand on each other in their entire lives."

"Could it be that Xiang Dong and his wife got into a fight?"

"Maybe so. If your own mother gets beaten by your wife, you're bound to feel uncomfortable as a son."

“Xiangdong is not usually such a filial son. On the contrary, he is easily influenced and listens to his wife.”

"No matter how you listen to it, seeing your own mother slapped by your wife even though she did nothing wrong, any man with a temper would be angry."

"That's true. Xia Yue'e is so clueless. She's so good to her family, but this time she finally snapped. It's a pity, now the family is even more unsettled."

There was a loud banging on the wooden door. "Old Chen, Yue'e, are you alright?"

Inside the house, Old Chen, with his face swollen from the same slap as Chen Xiangdong's, dared not utter a sound. A grown man had been beaten by an old woman; what face would they have left if word got out?

Zhu Wenying wanted to curse again, but the pain in her body and the fact that her husband and father-in-law's eyes were swollen shut from being hit made her finally learn to shut up.

That old hag! The three of them couldn't beat her even against one person. It turns out she was just faking it all along.

Grandma Xia didn't think much of it. When she heard someone knocking on the door, she casually threw the limp old man Chen on the ground and ran to open the door.

Zhu Wenying struggled to her feet, holding Bao Yuan, who was still screaming and crying, in her arms, barely daring to cry out loud. Unfortunately, even her aggrieved expression was filled with disgust and anger towards Old Lady Xia, making her look particularly ferocious.

The door was opened, and Grandma Yin rushed in first. When she saw that it was Grandma Xia who opened the door, she pulled her over and carefully checked her over, but found nothing wrong.

"Thank goodness, Yue'e, that sound really scared us. I'm so glad you're alright." Old Mrs. Yin was worried. She and Xia Yue'e had been neighbors for decades. Although Xia Yue'e was known for her fierce arguments with others, she had never argued with her.

When her son first brought her to the city, she didn't know the personalities of the other people in the compound and was secretly mocked and sometimes even taken advantage of. At that time, she had just come from the countryside, was gentle and insecure, and didn't dare to clash with them. It was Xia Yue'e who couldn't stand by and watch and helped her several times.

Later, she figured out the rules of life in the compound, and with her son becoming a leader, no one dared to bully her anymore.

However, she remembered this kindness in her heart.

So this time, she was different from the others. She didn't want to watch the show; she was just worried that Xia Yue'e would be bullied, so she was the first to knock on the door.

"I'm fine." Old Mrs. Xia shook her head, very grateful for Old Mrs. Yin's concern. In her previous life, before Old Mrs. Yin was taken to the big city by her son, she was often taken to live at Old Mrs. Yin's house after being kicked out by her son. Before being taken away, Old Mrs. Yin told her ungrateful sons to treat her better.

Unfortunately, he hadn't seen her for several years before he died.

Other neighbors who had been watching the commotion outside rushed in. Such a rare occurrence was truly uncommon in the compound. Even Uncle Ma, who was known for beating his wife, never made such loud screams in his house. Anyone unaware of the situation would have thought a murder had taken place.

Caught off guard, the neighbors gasped in shock upon seeing the three people looking so miserable.

Old Mrs. Xia thought to herself, "Oh no, now that my vicious reputation is spreading, what if those guys spread rumors and I'm constantly being framed?"

Hearing the noise, Old Mrs. Yin looked inside. Seeing the miserable state of those people, she didn't let go of Old Mrs. Xia's hand. Seeing that Zhu Wenying was still crying, she was very dissatisfied. "Wenying, no matter what, you can't beat your husband like this. And your father-in-law, he just beat your mother-in-law during the day, and then he beats your father-in-law at night. You... you're too ruthless."