Who understands? He traveled through time with a high-spec spatial ability.

Qiao Jingjing was enjoying the commotion when she suddenly noticed a gaze fixed on her.

He glanced at Old Lady Xu, then suddenly grinned at her, showing off his teeth. His not-so-fair skin made his teeth look quite white.

Grandma Xu was so surprised by her action that she forgot to look away.

Qiao Shilang rolled on the ground, cursing and shouting. He thought that this time, Madam Xu was on Qiao Daya's side, and there was no hope of punishing them.

Not satisfied with cursing the little bastard and the good-for-nothing, he turned his anger on Madam Xu, saying, "Grandma, you old hag, you actually helped that slut! I'm going to tell Grandpa to divorce you, you old hag!"

The courtyard fell silent instantly. Er Ya, who was grabbing her hair, and San Ya, who was hugging her legs, paused.

Huang's two hands, which were trying to break up the fight, remained on the shoulders of the two girls and forgot to retract them.

Xiao Ming also stopped crying, and while hiccuping, he and the three from the second wife's family all stared at Qiao Dalang.

Liu, who had been hiding in the house and not wanting to cause any trouble, also came out with Yueyue in her arms. Everyone's attention was on Qiao's eldest son, who was lying on the ground crying.

Only Qiao Jingjing's eyes lit up, and she gave Qiao Shilang a thumbs up, saying, "Brother, you're great! You're a role model for us all."

Upon hearing the words "old geezer," Xu felt dizzy and her vision went black. She swayed a few times before collapsing softly to the ground.

Huang and Liu, who were standing nearby, hurriedly helped her to a bench under the eaves and sat her down, pinching her philtrum and pouring cold water over her.

After a long while, Xu slowly woke up, but her face was frighteningly pale and her lips were bloodless.

She stared blankly at the eaves with empty, lifeless eyes, the words she had just heard echoing in her mind: "You old codger!" This was her eldest grandson, whom she had cherished and raised since childhood!

Whatever he wanted, she would do everything she could to get it for him; what kind of life did they have at home? While other families could barely find a grain of rice in their porridge, they gave him an egg every day.

No matter how big a mess he made, she would cover for him and couldn't bear to lay a finger on him.

But what about now? He verbally abuses her over the smallest thing, even cursing her to die!

The more Xu thought about it, the colder she felt, and tears streamed down her face like beads from a broken string.

She never imagined that her beloved grandson would turn out to be such a cold, heartless, and ungrateful person.

Could it be true, as Old Mrs. Shen said, that her pampering ruined him? Or was he simply a born bad seed?

It seems that the second son's family has harbored resentment towards me for some time now. Otherwise, how could an eight-year-old child say such vicious things? They must have been spreading rumors about me behind my back.

She admits she does have some bias, but so what?

Even fingers vary in length! Which parent doesn't have a little selfishness and favoritism?

Because she knew about her own bias, when she heard the words "old codger," it felt like she had been hit hard on the head with a club, her heart jolted, and she felt so painful that she couldn't breathe.

Mrs. Huang was already terrified.

She felt wronged; she really didn't teach her son to say "you old codger," but now it seemed that explanations wouldn't work, as her mother simply wouldn't believe her.

This is terrible! The head of the household isn't here either, so she doesn't dare to speak and tries to minimize her presence.

Xu seemed to age several years in an instant. She stood up, refused her two daughters-in-law's help, and staggered back into the house, where she lay down fully clothed.

Huang grabbed her son from the ground and slapped him hard on the bottom: "You brat, you've caused trouble. Tell your mother the truth, where did you hear all this nonsense? Did someone teach you?"

As he spoke, he glanced at Qiao Jingjing, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Qiao Jingjing rolled her eyes, too lazy to bother with them. She pulled her younger brother back to her room.

When Lin Cuicui got home, she found the atmosphere was strange. There was only porridge cooking on the stove, but no stir-fried vegetables.

To ensure precise control of grain supply and prevent others from embezzling it, my mother-in-law always cooks all the meals herself, and the cupboard where the grain is stored is locked with only one key.

There should be someone in the kitchen at this time normally, but something's not right today.

After her father entered the room, Qiao Jingjing deliberately embellished the story, so that her father could hear what kind of people his brother and his brother's children were.

Sure enough, his face turned pale when he heard this.

Hmph, serves him right! The family's pampered darling turned out to be an ingrate. How does that feel?

Sometimes I really want to crack open Qiao Wanjun's head, shake it, and see if it's all water inside.

Even though he has children of his own, he shows more love and tolerance towards his second wife's children than his own.

I've been brainwashed so much that my mind is really muddled.

While Qiao Wanjun was visiting his mother, Qiao Jingjing pulled Lin Cuicui to her bedside to talk.

He pulled out a handful of quail eggs, then took out a handful of Panax notoginseng from under the bed, and said to her:

"Mom, these are bird eggs I found this morning. To make it easier to bring them back, I cooked them outside. You can eat a few, and save a few for Mingming tomorrow."

This is a bunch of herbs; remember to pick them whenever you see them. We can't be without money after we split up. Once we've saved enough, we'll find a chance to sell them to the pharmacy.

Lin Cuicui asked in confusion, "Da Ya, you know about medicinal herbs?"

Qiao Jingjing had thought about this issue repeatedly in her mind. There would be many more similar situations in the future, so it was better to make it clear once and for all. This mother was a sensible person, and she needed someone like this to cover for her.

"Mother, I don't know why I suddenly understood it. It's like a great being is making up for the past 15 years. I just suddenly learned it."

She even implied that I shouldn't tell anyone about this, otherwise I'd offend the heavens and suffer the consequences. Mother, do you think I'm possessed?

From a psychological perspective, when you deliberately put yourself in a vulnerable position and ask others questions, the other person will definitely find various opposing viewpoints to comfort you. You don't need to explain; they can figure it out on their own during this process.

Indeed, that was the case. Lin Cuicui thought of the master's words. If her daughter was in danger after the tribulation, the master would definitely give her some advice. How could he say that her daughter's fate was so noble?

The master clearly meant that after 15 years of hardship, the daughter's days would be good, and with her seven orifices returning to their proper places, she would become intelligent. This was the will of Heaven, but the daughter was unaware of this, which was why she was afraid.

So he told Qiao Jingjing about meeting the master and what the master said, comforting her not to overthink it.

Qiao Jingjing hadn't expected this. She realized she was exactly where she was supposed to be, so the master's intention for her to be here was predetermined over a decade ago? This was unbelievable no matter how she thought about it.

Ah! I can't think about it anymore! My head is so itchy, if I keep thinking about it I'll grow a brain.