"Shengjun, you're the child I carried for ten months, the pain in your body is my pain, how could I not ask? I'm just concerned about you."
Granny Chen tried to follow her inside, but the thatched hut door slammed shut, the doorframe nearly hitting her face.
Granny Chen's face darkened, and she immediately put her hands on her hips, cursing, "Chen Shengjun, you unfilial brat! I'm concerned about you, and you dare slam the door on me! You come out here..."
She
kicked the door several times.
Chen Shengjun said irritably, "Mother, can you please stop making a fuss? Let me rest for a while."
"Rest my ass! You want to rest? Get up right now and take me and your three brothers to settle accounts with them!" Granny Chen continued kicking the door relentlessly. Chen
Shengjun covered his face with the blanket, ignoring her.
He couldn't let his mother go to the Feng family to cause trouble. He
couldn't let things escalate.
Before he and Feng Yuanchun could consummate their relationship, the Feng family couldn't know. Otherwise, they wouldn't agree to the marriage and would prevent him from dating Feng Yuanchun.
Yes.
Chen Shengjun's meeting with Feng Yuanchun today was a pretense to break up; his real purpose was to force them into marriage.
If he could ruin Feng Yuanchun's reputation, it wouldn't be him begging her to marry him, but rather the Feng family begging him to marry her.
In his previous life, Chen Shengjun's scheme succeeded.
But in this life, with Yuanchun's arrival, he was left with nothing.
After cursing and swearing outside the door, when her youngest son didn't open it, Chen Pozi went to the main room in a rage and yelled at her three sons lying on the wooden bed, "It's almost dark, why aren't you up? Why don't you just stay lazy to death?"
"Mother, it's dark, have you cooked yet? We're all hungry."
The eldest son, Chen Shengjin, sat up unhappily. "The village chief said that the autumn harvest is coming soon, there's less work in the fields, and everyone should rest at home for a couple of days to get their energy for the harvest. How is it wrong for us to listen to the village chief?"
The second son, Chen Shengfu, nodded in agreement. "Mother, men do heavy work. If we don't get our energy back, we won't be able to work hard for the harvest, we won't earn enough work points, and the distributed grain won't be enough to eat for several months."
"Mother, make some more wild vegetable buns tonight, so that your sons can have a good meal before the harvest." The youngest son, Chen Shengcai, was only concerned about having enough to eat.
Looking at her good-for-nothing sons, Granny Chen's face puffed up with anger. "Eat, eat, all you know is eating! Shengjun got beaten up, and none of you older brothers stood up for him. All you think about is food! You might as well eat me! Chop me up and stew me, then you can have a good meal!"
"Mom, don't mention meat! Just mentioning meat makes me crave it! Mom, the autumn harvest is too tiring. Let's kill a chicken to nourish ourselves later." Chen Shengcai glanced at the chicken coop, swallowed hard, and looked on expectantly.
Chen Shengfu's eyes lit up. "Mom, how about we kill a chicken tonight? The sooner we eat, the better! I'll go boil some water."
"Mom, I'll go catch a chicken." Chen Shengjin quickly put on his shoes and ran towards the chicken coop.
Enraged, Granny Chen grabbed a broom and furiously lashed out at her three sons. "You want meat? I'll give you shit! I'm warning you, if any of you dare kill my chickens, I'll kill you all with a knife, chop you into pieces, and stew you!"
She swung the broom with incredible force, sending the three brothers howling and screaming as they ran outside, startling the three hens that had just entered their coop.
Chickens flew, people jumped—it was quite a scene of chaos.