Huayu: Starting by piggybacking on the fame of "Fairy Mom"

The following evening, at Liu Xiaoli's home.

The dining table had become a negotiation venue. Zhou Wenqiong, as the middleman, sat in the main seat. Liu Xiaoli and Zhou Xiaobai sat on either side, while Liu Qianqian busied herself adding tea and water, looking quite interested.

This was the first time Liu Qianqian had ever encountered such a high-level situation; she needed to learn some valuable experience.

"In accordance with policies and regulations, and adhering to the general principle of family harmony, this meeting strictly prohibits private feuds and mutual slander." Zhou Wenqiong took a sip of tea and went straight to the point.

Zhou Xiaobai originally thought this was just a tea party, where the family could calmly discuss things and make peace. However, Liu Xiaoli started with a strong conflict, like something out of a wish-fulfillment novel, and unleashed her ultimate move, completely deviating from the expected pattern.

With a loud "smack," Liu Xiaoli slammed her hand on the table, exposing the shady dealings: "No way! Zhou Wenqiong, you're getting the benefits and then acting innocent, secretly taking kickbacks. I can't let this beating go unpunished." Zhou Wenqiong had already told her the truth: one would play the bad cop, and the other the good cop, to see if they could pry out some more of the internal energy.

"Sister, that's not right. My brother helped me with my illness; it's a matter of sibling affection. What does it have to do with what happened today? He didn't give me a single penny." Zhou Wenqiong first categorized Zhou Xiaobai's treatment for menstrual cramps as a matter of family affection, and her words implied that family affection couldn't be used for bargaining. If she really wanted to settle things, she would have to pay more.

Zhou Xiaobai misunderstood, inwardly praising his older sister's righteousness. He mustered his courage: "Sister Li, I'm doing this for your own good. Otherwise, they really might come knocking on our door," he looked at Zhou Wenqiong and continued, "I didn't expect Aunt to be so ruthless. I'm innocent."

"Sister, Xiaobai's situation has its reasons. We adults should be more loving and tolerant towards children." Zhou Wenqiong picked up the conversation, winking at Liu Xiaoli, "But why did Auntie get so angry and even hit her? What exactly happened?" She started to ask.

"Wenqiong, this little bastard said I always hit him and Qianqian for no reason. He's just badmouthing me!" Liu Xiaoli seized the opportunity to plant a seed of trouble, emphasizing the word "for no reason."

Before Zhou Xiaobai could react, she slammed her hand on the table again, her eyes fixed on Liu Qianqian, who was watching the commotion: "Qianqian, tell me, did Mom hit you 'for no reason'?" Liu Xiaoli was now firing on all cylinders. Now that she had entered this room, she was determined to get something out of it, or she would consider herself defeated.

Liu Qianqian was so startled that the kettle in her hand trembled. She said cautiously, "Mom, no, no... a beating is a sign of love, and you only love me because I made a mistake." After saying that, she looked at Zhou Xiaobai with doubt in her eyes: Didn't you say that Auntie would handle it?

"Xiaobai, did you hear what Qianqian said? You were trying to sow discord yesterday! A family should love each other, but you insist on being a traitor." Liu Xiaoli said angrily, her face darkening. She pointed to the hemp rope on the table. "So, tell me, do you want me to hang you up and beat you, or what?"

Zhou Xiaobai was stunned. He had been wondering why there was a rope on the table, but now he realized it was for this purpose?

He looked at his older sister. "Didn't we agree that you would handle this? Now look at this... are you taking the money and not doing the job?" Zhou Xiaobai became increasingly suspicious.

Liu Qianqian, fearing she might be caught in the crossfire, quietly moved her feet away.

Zhou Wenqiong grabbed the rope, feigning anger: "Cousin, aren't you being unreasonable? Are you going to use torture instruments? If something serious happens, how am I supposed to explain it to your aunt?"

"Confess? I've never been spanked in my life. I'm so ashamed, I don't care anymore." Liu Xiaoli remained unmoved.

Liu Qianqian knew all about her mother's dark history and sneered inwardly: Didn't your grandmother beat you enough when you were little? You're lying through your teeth.

"Uh..." Zhou Xiaobai looked at his older sister. Zhou Wenqiong gave him a reassuring look, then turned to Liu Xiaoli and said, "Sister, we're all relatives, family shouldn't bully each other. How about... I'll pay you five hundred yuan on Xiaobai's behalf, and you can go to the hospital to get your butt checked?"

"Pfft—!" Zhou Xiaobai couldn't hold back and sprayed all the tea in his mouth onto Liu Xiaoli's face.

What kind of operation is this?

Is this what you meant by "watch me"?

Isn't this just adding fuel to the fire?

As expected, Liu Xiaoli flew into a rage. She wiped the tea off her face, went around the table, and grabbed Zhou Xiaobai's ear, saying, "Trying to stab me in the back, is that it?"

"Ah! Sister, save me!" Zhou Xiaobai screamed. Liu Qianqian was so frightened that she backed away. Zhou Wenqiong reached out and shielded her younger brother behind her, shouting, "What do you think you're doing? Do you think I, as your older sister, don't exist?" She started acting.

"So you don't consider me your sister anymore? So you Zhou siblings came here to bully our Liu family mother and daughter?" Liu Xiaoli said mockingly, looking at Liu Qianqian. "Qianqian, let's each take care of one. You deal with Zhou Xiaobai, and I'll deal with Zhou Wenqiong." Her acting was superb. To make it even more realistic, she invoked the basic law, "I don't believe there's no law. Anyone who comes here to cause trouble, regardless of whether they win or lose, these two surnamed Zhou will go to jail."

"I...I...I..." Liu Qianqian swallowed hard, stunned. Was she going to be tortured? She was so frightened that she couldn't even speak coherently.

"What exactly do you want? How could you let the children fight? There's no need for the two families to escalate to this point," Zhou Wenqiong asked in a deep voice. "Why don't you name a price, and I'll give it to you."

"Who do you think you are? You made so much money from that dance, I could lie in bed for two years and still not have to worry about money." Liu Xiaoli's words were full of sarcasm. "You took the money to get your medical treatment, and what about me?" She started to distort the truth, "This was a botched shot yesterday, and it's still red."

Liu Qianqian felt a chill run down her spine. This is clearly an old scar you got when you were little! You're framing me!

Just as she was about to expose him, Zhou Wenqiong interrupted her, looking at Zhou Xiaobai: "Little brother, look... why don't you use your ancestral martial arts to help your cousin heal?" Regardless of whether it would work or not, she insisted that it would. In any case, it had to work.

"Sister Li, if I cure this for you, you won't bother me anymore?" Zhou Xiaobai was still in the dark, thinking that it was really caused by the beating yesterday.

"And here, here...and here!" Liu Xiaoli pointed to several places in a row, and finally even pointed to the incision on her stomach. "This was left by Sheng Qianqian, and you have to treat it too. Only when it's all healed will this matter be over." Regardless of whether it's feasible or not, she first brought out the old wound.

"Little brother, do you think this will work?" Zhou Wenqiong secretly chuckled, giving a thumbs-up in her mind. Her cousin was really awesome.

Zhou Xiaobai pondered. Wouldn't this treatment wipe out his popularity points?

He first inquired with the system about the cost of the cure, then calculated whether the profits for the next month would be enough to bind Fan Bingbing and Tong Liya together. After receiving the answer, he nodded emphatically: "...Okay!"

"Really?" Liu Xiaoli beamed.

"Really?" Zhou Xiaobai nodded again. But unexpectedly, a voice interrupted—

"What about me? I'm your own sister. Shouldn't you get my injuries from filming treated too?" Zhou Wenqiong rolled up her sleeves and trouser legs, pointing to several old wounds.

"Ah!" Zhou Xiaobai was both amused and annoyed. If he still didn't understand that this was a scheme orchestrated by the two sisters, he would truly be an idiot.

"You surnamed Zhou—you tricked me?" He pointed at Zhou Wenqiong, speaking incoherently.

"Oh! You're calling out to people with the surname Zhou now?" Zhou Wenqiong chuckled, glancing at him with utter disdain. "With this kind of ability, why not use it on your older sister? What are you planning to do with it? Are you saving it for those two fake older sisters, Bingbing and Yaya?"

Zhou Xiaobai was speechless, all the words stuck in his throat.

Liu Qianqian, who watched the whole thing unfold, was filled with shock—she finally understood what a truly high-level game was all about.

I learned something, I really learned something.