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

For a moment, Chen Xiangbei felt that his mother and Tian Chengping had a similar way of cursing. If they were to be considered by blood, Tian Chengping was indeed his mother's direct nephew.

Xia Yu'e was wide awake, so anxious she sat up, wanting to jump off the bed to break up the fight. It wasn't that she felt sorry for Tian Chengping—she wasn't that foolish—she was mainly worried about her sister getting hurt. Tian Chengping was, after all, a young and strong man.

"Stop hitting her, Yue'e, stop hitting her!" Xia Yu'e was very worried.

Grandma Xia caught a glimpse of her sister standing barefoot on the ground out of the corner of her eye, and immediately shouted, "Sister, lie down!"

Startled by the call, Xia Yu'e sat up on the edge of the bed, blinking as she thought her sister seemed a bit fierce, just like when she was little. Back then, when she was bullied, she was like a powder keg that had been lit, rushing to fight in a flash, and still having the energy to turn away and hide.

Her sister has always been a good child.

Tian Chengping was going crazy. The two insane mother and son were beating him, showing absolutely no sportsmanship. He was going to call the police! He was going to call the police!

"You old hag, just wait until you lose your reputation and go to jail," Tian Chengping thought viciously.

The three men got tired of fighting. At first, they were still standing and fighting, but then Chen Xiangbei was kicked down. So he simply swept his leg and tripped Tian Chengping. Then, just like before at his doorstep, he used his body to pin Tian down. Then, Grandma Xia could squat down and beat him however she wanted.

Chen Xiangbei's intelligence at that moment was extremely high.

He figured that since he'd already come all this way with his mother, giving up halfway or standing idly by would be a waste of all his previous efforts. The only way to make sure his mother was satisfied, felt it was worth every penny, and felt... well... at home? Anyway, if his mother was happy, she definitely wouldn't be stingy with the money, and then he'd have money.

Later, he will develop this business. Even if he doesn't work anymore, he will have enough money to support himself and won't have to ask his old father for money.

They only give him that little bit of money, yet they act like he owes them hundreds of dollars every day. It's really unpleasant. Actually, the amount his dad has been giving him lately isn't even as much as his sister has been giving him.

What a stingy old man! No wonder his wife ran away. He'll never be interested in any old woman again. He deserves it!

Chen Xiangbei's thoughts had already drifted far away. When he came back to his senses, his mother was also sitting on the ground, panting.

It seemed the fight was over. Chen Xiangbei nimbly got off Tian Chengping, not forgetting to warn him fiercely, "If you dare to bully my aunt again, I'll bring my brother and my buddies to your house to beat you up."

Chen Xiangbei was overjoyed to receive his mother's approving look. He told her that he was his mother's most useful son, and no one could compare to him.

What do the other ingrates in the family know? What's the use of trying to please their father? His father is brainless. Anyone outside can easily swindle money from him. They won't be able to keep an eye on him all day. Even if they get a share of the money, how much will they get?

If you want to please his mother, she'll give you real money. And since his mother is so fussy, she'll definitely meet some extraordinary people. There will be plenty of opportunities for him to make money, so it would be great if he could earn money on his own.

Moreover, even if his father disapproves of his behavior of trying to please his mother, he will soften his heart if he cries a few more times when it comes to dividing the money. He is the father's own son, the youngest son of the Chen family. How could his father just stand by and watch him die?

He wasn't as heartless as his mother. He even wanted to mend his relationship with his ungrateful older brother, let alone his lovable, well-behaved, and quiet youngest son.

At that moment, Chen Xiangbei suddenly felt like he had an epiphany.

Tian Chengping's face was swollen from the beating, and his eyes were bruised. "This is outrageous! How dare you beat me like this? Do you believe I'll report this to the police right now?"

Grandma Xia wasn't afraid at all. Everyone in their area knew about Tian Chengping's abuse of the elderly. Her sister's health condition could be easily checked at any hospital. Even if the police came, she would still be in the right. Now, whenever she saw Tian Chengping, she wanted nothing more than to punch him to death: "Go ahead and sue me. Even if you don't, I will. I wish you would spend the rest of your life in jail for abusing your own mother. I want to see what the police have to say about this."

Tian Chengping often threatened his illiterate neighbors with the threat of sending them to labor camps, but he never actually reported it to the police; he simply didn't dare. He was a coward who bullied the weak and feared the strong. When he saw that Old Lady Xia was even more defiant than him, he became timid.

That old hag really dared to put him in jail. The previous detention was because of her. She didn't care about the factory's reputation or the factory leaders' opinions, and just sent him there.

He'd been in the factory for so many years, and the security guards would only take in thieves; they'd never let anything else that could be handled internally get out. But this time they actually called the police—it must have been that old hag's idea.

Judging from what he just said, his mother is probably this old woman's older sister. He is, after all, her nephew. He is her nephew. His father has always told him that boys are more precious than girls. His mother is a woman. He didn't beat her to death. She just has a minor problem. Why should this second aunt beat him so badly? If she hurts him, even ten of his mothers couldn't compensate him.

Seeing that his mother wasn't even looking at him, but instead kept yelling at the old hag and telling him to sit on the bed instead of the floor because it was too cold, Tian Chengping got angry. His mother acted like she didn't even see him being beaten up, and she was even worried about the person who hit him.

She's really getting old; her mind's gone. Even if they were sisters, would that old hag really take care of her? In the end, she still relies on her own son.

Otherwise, why would everyone want to have sons? It's because daughters are unreliable.

"Mom, get this straight. If it weren't for me, you would have been sent back to your rural hometown to work in the fields long ago. You're still living in the city because of me. I was beaten like this by your good sister, and you're still so nice to her? Are you crazy? You're nice to her, do you think she'll take care of you when you die?" Tian Chengping's voice wasn't loud; his lip was injured, and it hurt every time he spoke.

Even someone as stupid as Chen Xiangbei knows he's been beaten up like this, so he shouldn't say such things in front of his mother. Isn't that just provoking her anger?

He wasn't subdued by beatings; he was tired even from pressing down on him himself.

Chen Xiangbei lifted his heavy legs and hugged him tightly again. "Mom, come on, you can start now."

Grandma Xia didn't really want to fight anymore; she was already very tired. But since the third son was so cooperative, it would seem like she would be letting him down if she didn't hit him. So she stood up and slapped Tian Chengping's foul mouth again.

Seeing that his mother wasn't going to hit him anymore, Chen Xiangbei angrily cursed, "If you say another word, it won't be my mother hitting you, it will be me. My mother is out of strength, but I have plenty of strength. Think about whether you can still fight me in your current state."