“Bang!”
Jiang Muxi slammed his fist hard on the dining table, his teeth clenched as he glared at Jiang Yuyan.
“You mean—why are you still keeping that evil woman? You should have resisted her the first time she insulted you! If she told you to work, you should’ve overturned the table! Idiot!”
Jiang Yuyan didn’t get upset at his harsh words. Instead, she felt a warmth in her heart.
“Second Brother, if I did that, she’d just have an excuse to kick me out. I’m not going to make a scene. Besides, in that house, apart from Big Brother Lin, I don’t acknowledge anyone else.”
“That’s more like it. Hmph. Next time you encounter that family, tell me—I won’t hold back. Especially that Jiang—Lin Yue who stole our money, that ungrateful white-eyed wolf.”
Jiang Yuyan obediently nodded. “Second Brother, enough scolding. Shall we eat? We’re starving!”
Jiang Muxi glanced at their family, who didn’t dare touch their food. Embarrassed, he coughed, picked up his chopsticks, and began eating rice in large mouthfuls without saying another word.
Seeing him finally eat, the Jiang family exchanged subtle smiles.
During the meal, Jiang Mother suddenly spoke about something she had heard today.
“Uh, someone said that Old Madam Jiang fainted on the road. If someone hadn’t found her and sent her to the clinic in time, it might have been serious.”
She glanced at Jiang Father. “Cough… the brigade leader suggested maybe someone should take care of her.”
Jiang Muxi smirked. “Serves her right! She reaped what she sowed. What’s it to us? We’ve cut ties anyway.”
Jiang Yuyan looked at her father and then at her mother, who seemed worried yet softhearted.
“Mother, even though we’ve cut ties with the Old Jiang family, we are definitely not heartless. Even if they are relatives we don’t associate with, at least we can help Old Madam Jiang call her family to care for her.”
Jiang Mother and Father: “…”
Jiang Muxi: “…My sister’s sharp as ever.”
Jiang Murong’s eyes widened. “Really? That’s simple! We can just go to town and call Big Uncle’s family back now.”
“Uh, wait, what about Third Aunt? When Third Uncle was arrested, shouldn’t she be at the Old Jiang house?”
Jiang Mother gave him a look like he was foolish. “Don’t you know? When Third Uncle was arrested, she was taken too. Are you out of your mind?”
Jiang Murong laughed awkwardly. “Ah… I just—forgot?”
Jiang Yuyan quietly ate, letting others take the credit.
The Old Jiang family wanted to leave Old Madam Jiang for them to care for—but they had to see if the Jiang family was willing.
The Jiang family didn’t hesitate. Jiang Muxi and Jiang Yuyan went to the clinic and brought Old Madam Jiang to Big Uncle’s house for convenient care.
As soon as they arrived at the clinic entrance, Jiang Yuyan heard Old Madam Jiang’s sharp yelling inside. Her voice was loud—she was in no danger anytime soon.
“Call Jiang Goudan here! That heartless white-eyed wolf! I raised his family for so many years, and now he even harms his brothers! Oh, my heart! Call him!”
The clinic staff exchanged helpless looks. They had known Old Madam Jiang for years; she never spoke the truth.
“Cough… I’m dying! Does your clinic even manage anything? I said go find Jiang Goudan’s family, cough…”
Jiang Yuyan calmly replied, “Old Madam Jiang, why come to us? My parents are busy, there’s farm work to do. We don’t have your luxury of a big family.”
Old Madam Jiang glared, noticing Jiang Goudan’s family had just returned, and the granddaughter she rarely saw—some Jiang Yuyan—was there.
“You worthless thing! I said I want Jiang Goudan, can’t you understand?” Her arrogance was extreme.
Jiang Yuyan almost laughed with anger. The old lady clearly hadn’t realized that their family truly cut ties with the Old Jiang family—it wasn’t a joke.
“If I’m not mistaken, the Old Jiang family and our family have officially cut ties. Old Madam, on what grounds are you insulting my father here?”
Old Madam Jiang choked. “I’m his mother. Blood relations don’t just end. As long as I don’t acknowledge it, I will always be Jiang Goudan’s mother. Hmph! What can you do?”
Jiang Muxi’s eyes darkened as he stared at the stubborn old woman.
Jiang Yuyan grabbed his hand, signaling him not to act rashly.
“Old Madam Jiang, perhaps you’re illiterate in law. You can personally ask the brigade leader. The written, signed, and sealed agreement of severed relations—does it allow you to act recklessly? Or do you want to join Jiang Third inside to reunite?”
Old Madam Jiang trembled with anger, pointing at Jiang Yuyan. “You… you…”
Before she could finish, she rolled her eyes, twisted her mouth, and fainted, collapsing backward.
Jiang Muxi caught her by the collar just in time, preventing injury.
Jiang Yuyan smiled at the hurriedly arriving brigade leader.
“…So, my brother and I want to quickly take her to the hospital, so Big Uncle and Big Aunt can conveniently care for her. What do you think, Brigade Leader?”
The brigade leader: “….”
“Very good. The ox cart is free now. Take her and come back quickly.”
With that, he quickly left.
The Jiang family’s messy affairs were no one else’s concern—he was powerless to interfere and feared getting into trouble.
Jiang Yuyan called after him, “Brigade Leader, just happened to see you. We want to take my Big Brother to a hospital in Jing City for treatment. Could you issue a certificate for the four of us siblings? Thank you.”
“Ah, that’s good news! Muxuan, we’ve known you since childhood. You got into university, we were so happy. Now—if it can save him, that’s fine. I’ll prepare the certificate and you can take it home.”
“Alright, thank you, Brigade Leader.”
The brigade leader watched them leave, sighing.
“Who says daughters are bad luck? The Goudan family is doing better and better. They even have the money for a big city hospital! Didn’t expect Goudan to enjoy a daughter’s blessings…”
At the textile factory gate, the guard stopped the ox cart. “Move! Didn’t you see where this is? Don’t bring a corpse here, bad luck!”
Jiang Yuyan: “Uh, Comrade, it’s not a corpse. This is Jiang Guangbao’s mother. She fell ill and fainted. We’re just taking her for a checkup.”
“Jiang Guangbao? Oh, that person. Wait here, I’ll call him.”
Within five minutes, a middle-aged man with a protruding belly arrived, looking impatient.
He looked at the unaware Jiang Muxi like a scolding elder.
“Muxi, what are you doing? Your grandmother fainted. Why didn’t you take her to the hospital immediately? Bringing her here—what’s the use?”