An uncle is as important as the heavens.
Yang’s maternal uncle, relying on his status, did not exactly run wild in the Xu family—but he was used to having the final say.
Just a single sentence, and a woman dared to talk back to him.
He couldn’t tolerate it.
He stood up and slammed the table.
“Zhou Ye! Slap her. Beat this shameless woman to death!”
Xu Yong’an’s real maternal uncle was completely stunned.
He hadn’t even spoken yet, and this fake uncle was already giving orders in the Xu household.
Who gave him the authority?
Zhou Ye let out a cold laugh.
“Who do you think you are, ordering me around? You’re the shameless one. Your whole family is shameless.”
Xu Yong’an was sweating in panic.
“Don’t cause trouble at my wedding. Just give me some face and eat the meal properly. After that, do whatever you want outside.”
He was terrified of upsetting Wen Anning.
Inside the room, Wen Anning had already heard the commotion.
She was already imagining Su Xiaoqi’s miserable future.
Wen Anning had been in this world for five years.
Besides a ten-square-meter spatial ability, she could also absorb the luck of those who treated her badly.
Logically, she should never have married someone like Xu Yong’an.
But in order to obtain her “golden finger,” she had chosen a blind-box pairing during her transmigration.
And she ended up matched with Xu Yong’an.
So she could only plan to transform him into a leader of the era after marriage.
“Yong’an.”
Hearing her soft voice, Xu Yong’an hurried into the room.
Yang’s uncle had already drunk two cups of alcohol.
The alcohol rushed to his head.
He pointed at Zhou Ye.
“Do you believe I can beat you to death?”
“You?” Zhou Ye glanced at him coldly. “No.”
He pulled Su Xiaoqi to sit down.
“Xiaoqi, sit and eat.”
“You little brat!” Yang’s uncle cursed. “I came here to congratulate you, and you’re being disrespectful to your elders, ignoring your parents for a fox spirit—forgetting your roots!”
He sprayed saliva as he spoke.
Yang Huaihua rushed out from the kitchen, eyes red.
Her own brother was being humiliated by Zhou Ye.
She was furious, but thinking of Xu Yetian’s warning, she could only swallow her anger.
Su Xiaoqi casually placed a piece of meat into Zhou Ye’s bowl.
Then she turned and sneered.
“You didn’t come here to congratulate them. You came to force Zhou Cao to marry your widowed nephew’s son.”
“She’ll be sent in to become a stepmother right after marriage.”
Zhou Zheng, who was bringing dishes, immediately darkened.
Although outsiders didn’t know, he did—Wang Xiaobing’s first wife had been abused until she jumped into a river and died.
“The marriage you’re talking about—is it Wang Xiaobing?” he asked coldly.
Su Xiaoqi nodded in surprise.
“You know him? I heard Mother-in-law mention it.”
Zhou Zheng put down the dish.
“I don’t agree.”
Yang’s uncle immediately slapped him across the face.
He didn’t dare touch Zhou Ye, so he struck Zhou Zheng instead.
“What are you? Do you think you have the right to speak when elders are talking?”
Zhou Zheng covered his face, eyes burning with anger.
“That Wang Xiaobing’s first wife was beaten to death. The second one ran away because of abuse.”
Su Xiaoqi’s eyes widened.
“So he’s a domestic abuser.”
Inside the kitchen, Zhou Cao was being congratulated by Yang Xiaolin and Hong Shanpang.
Yang Xiaolin sneered.
“Xiaocao, your uncle found you a great match. You’ll enter the house and become stepmother to three children. How lucky—you won’t even need to give birth.”
Hong Shanpang added mockingly,
“You really are blessed. Unlike us, who still have to suffer childbirth.”
“Exactly. Xiaocao is so lucky. Even her name is lucky—‘grass,’ such a fortunate name.”
They laughed together.
Just then—
Su Xiaoqi appeared at the door.
“This kind of ‘blessing’—do you want it instead?”
“I don’t want it. I already have children,” Yang Xiaolin replied smugly.
Without hesitation, Su Xiaoqi slapped her.
“You already have kids and still talk nonsense?”
“You hit me?”
“I hit whoever deserves it.”
She turned and slapped Hong Shanpang too.
“You think you’re anything good? Mocking Xiaocao’s name—your fat pig name is any better?”
“Ah!”
Zhou Cao stood in the kitchen, her hands and feet cold.
Her mind went blank.
She had been told she was being married off to a man who beat his wives.
Old memories of fear resurfaced.
She began to cry uncontrollably.
“Don’t stand up for me, sister-in-law… it’s not worth it…”
The village leaders could not control the situation.
Yang’s uncle and the group were all driven out by Zhou Ye and Zhou Zheng.
Wen Anning was furious, tears streaming down her face.
Her wedding day had been ruined.
All because of those two.
Meanwhile, Su Xiaoqi was also unhappy.
Everyone else could sit and eat—why couldn’t she and Zhou Ye?
Frustrated, she began smashing things in the yard like Yang Huaihua.
She shouted loudly:
“Still calling yourselves villagers, mud still on your legs, and you’re already acting like nobles who decide who can sit at the table!”
“Trying to bully daughters-in-law—do you even deserve it?”
“Not raising your own children properly but spoiling useless trash—you’ll regret it sooner or later!”
She wasn’t just scolding Yang Huaihua—she was also deliberately disrupting Wen Anning’s so-called “good fortune.”
Yang Huaihua was so angry she wanted to cover her mouth.
Then Wen Anning came out.
Eyes red, she looked at Su Xiaoqi pitifully.
Grinding her teeth, she said,
“Su Xiaoqi, today is my wedding day. If you have any complaints, wait until after today.”
“Even if you don’t respect me, you should respect the elders.”
Compared to Wen Anning’s gentle appearance, everyone immediately felt Zhou Ye had married the wrong woman.
Su Xiaoqi mimicked her tone.
“Anning sister, today is your wedding day. If you have any complaints, wait until after today.”
She continued calmly,
“A single unmarried girl like Meizhen can sit at the table.”
“But Zhou Ye and I have to eat leftovers in the kitchen?”
“Even Xu Yongguo and Xu Yonghua are seated here.”
The village secretary’s face darkened.
He silently cursed Xu Yetian for being utterly unreasonable.
“You’re being unreasonable,” Wen Anning said tearfully, unable to respond further.
She turned and went back inside, pretending she knew nothing.
But once inside, her expression twisted into something sinister.
Thinking of Su Xiaoqi, she clenched her teeth.
“I want her luck.”
“I want her to be ruined by a man addicted to gambling, drinking, womanizing, and drugs.”
“I want Zhou Ye’s luck too—let him be seriously injured on missions, live in poverty, and be humiliated by her.”
She repeated it three times.
Then concentrated her mind.
Zhou Ye suddenly shivered.
Looking at the bright sky, he felt something unsettling.
The Xu family elder quickly intervened.
“Zhou Ye, we’re all family. Sit down and eat.”
Zhou Yongguo also stepped in.
Zhou Ye and Su Xiaoqi calmly sat down.
For them, nothing mattered more than eating.
Before long, they left after the meal.
Outside, they met Zhou Cao, eyes red.
“Big brother, big sister-in-law… what did Mom say to my uncle?” she asked softly.
For the first time, she gathered courage to question the adults around her.