After Transmigration, I Picked Up A Husband and Daughter
Chapter 121 Mother-in-law and Daughter-in-law Face Off

Chapter 121: Chapter 121 Mother-in-law and Daughter-in-law Face Off

"How could I be so resolute? Tomorrow, I want to visit my maternal home, to see if my brother is willing to lend a hand. As long as Yuanyou is willing to cooperate with the treatment, even if it takes all we have, I want him to recover fully."

Upon hearing this, Third Sister Zhao finally felt the weight on her heart lifted.

Qifen’s words undoubtedly brought her great comfort; it seemed Qifen still cared for this family and was willing to endure hardships together.

Yuanyou’s heart, however, was tumultuous with waves of emotion.

On normal days, Qifen was frugal, calculating every wen money spent, and now, for the sake of his illness, she was making such sacrifices. How could such deep love and kindness not touch someone’s heart?

He vowed secretly, no matter what others thought, he must overcome this illness, not only for himself but also for her who had always been quietly supportive.

Thus, he perked up and began tidying the cluttered room, attempting to express his gratitude through actions.

However, Qifen still turned her back on him, as if there was an invisible wall built up, disregarding him completely.

Seeing this, Yuanyou approached with a smile, deliberately choosing light-hearted topics to ease the atmosphere, "You really have quite a strong grip, my head still feels dizzy from that smack just now..."

He spoke half-jokingly and half-seriously, with a hint of playfulness in his tone.

"After today’s ordeal, I have come to realize that all the accommodation and tolerance on ordinary days are evidence of your deep affection. Otherwise, how could I have the chance to ’win’ over you in terms of strength?"

Qifen couldn’t help but laugh at his teasing, then quickly put on a serious face, "If you continue to be this stubborn in the future, you better watch out for my serious punishment."

"I wouldn’t dare, I really wouldn’t dare anymore."

Yuanyou hurriedly agreed, his face full of an ingratiating smile.

Just as the tumult in the Meng family came to a temporary rest, another storm was brewing in the Jiang family, truly exhausting those neighbors who loved to visit and were concerned about local affairs.

As soon as Su Yu stepped through the door, she was confronted with an unexpected "drama" that caught everyone off guard.

Lady Zhao and Fang Qin, like two fierce whirlwinds, violently mingled in the narrow courtyard, their tense and explosive aura making the whole scene extremely intense and gripping.

Lady Zhao appeared different than usual, as if the days confined to her sickbed had never existed. Her eyes sparkled with an indomitable light, and the vitality within her seemed like a rekindled bonfire, fierce and bursting with life.

Witnessing this, Su Yu couldn’t help but sigh inwardly.

The Lady Zhao of her memories, just the day before, looked weak and powerless due to the wound on her arm. The freshly cut flesh, deep and shocking, and yet now she neglected the unhealed pain to create such a ruckus, which was really worrisome.

Due to Lady Zhao’s one hand being inconvenient, she was indeed at a disadvantage in this sudden fight.

Fang Qin, on the other hand, harbored deep-seated resentment and cunningly targeted Lady Zhao’s healing arm. Each punch was accurately delivered with such force that it shocked all the onlookers.

It was only after questioning Jiang Ziling that Su Yu understood; it all stemmed from Jiang Youfu’s disappearance.

Her thoughts drifted back to several days before, when she had accidentally witnessed the bullying of Jiang Youfu by some children in the village and had not seen him since.

And Lady Zhao, due to her recent illness, had been too preoccupied to care for her son who was slightly mentally immature.

As the illness showed slight signs of improvement, there was not even the slightest trace of Jiang Youfu to be found in the household.

Facing Su Yu’s questioning, Fang Qin also seemed to be filled with confusion, knowing nothing when asked, adding even more tension to the atmosphere.

Lady Zhao had frantically searched the village for an entire day, yet it was like a stone sinking into the ocean, with no results found.

This urgency and loss eventually turned into nameless rage towards Fang Qin.

Fang Qin was hardly the type to step back easily. Faced with these groundless accusations, she chose to retaliate, and the quarrel between the two quickly escalated into a physical altercation.

At this moment, Jiang Xunzhong was out searching and had not returned, leaving no one in the courtyard to step in and quell the disturbance. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were left unchecked, allowing matters to spiral out of control.

By the time the villagers rushed over to the scene upon hearing the commotion, the sight before them caused a stir: Fang Qin was sitting astride Lady Zhao, slapping her like rain, while Lady Zhao’s wounds were unfortunately stepped on, the pain so severe she lost all power to defend herself, enduring the agony as her piercing screams shot to the skies.

The murmurs from all sides intertwined, with some astonished at Fang Qin’s mercilessness and others sympathizing with Lady Zhao’s physical condition.

"Alas, Youfu’s daughter-in-law truly is a fierce one. She just got over her illness, let’s hope she doesn’t stir up more trouble."

"Indeed, that strength in her hands—just thinking about it makes one shudder in fear."

People talked amongst themselves, yet few really stepped forward to stop the fight.

It was not until Jiang Xunzhong, with a face full of anxiety, arrived at the scene with the village elder, that the stalemate was finally broken.

The village elder had been brought by Jiang Xunzhong for assistance, intending to rally the entire village to search for the missing Jiang Youfu. However, he had not expected to encounter such an incident within the home.

Upon seeing the scene, Jiang Xunzhong immediately pulled Fang Qin off of Lady Zhao and angrily scolded, "This is absolute lawlessness!" Then he carefully helped Lady Zhao up, only to see her bandaged arm already seeping blood, the pain making her tremble all over, each breath of cold air cutting like a knife.

Jiang Xunzhong turned his angry gaze to Fang Qin, ready to berate her, but Fang Qin stood up straight and interjected decisively, "It was her who started it; am I supposed to just surrender without a fight?"

Her words carried resentment and indignation, denying any suspicion that she had caused Jiang Youfu’s disappearance, and unabashedly revealed Lady Zhao’s harsh treatment of her daughter-in-law, with each word resounding with force.

Hearing this, the villagers all shook their heads, feeling helpless about the head-to-head confrontation between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

Though attacking an elder was ethically unacceptable, Fang Qin’s display of defiance also evoked a mix of complex emotions.

In this domestic strife, who was right and who was wrong, perhaps only time could provide the answer.

Dazhuang, still young, had a deep attachment to his mother, like vines curling around tree branches in spring, clinging tightly and hard to cut away.

The Jiang Family, despite possible slight dissatisfaction, ultimately could not bear to thrust this kind mother behind the cold prison doors.

After all, the balance between human sentiment and law, in this secluded village, often tended to favor the former.

Though Lady Zhao had suffered a loss in silence, her face bore the bitter pain like a mute person tasting coptis, her heart was turbulent with waves, yet her exterior appeared calm and tranquil.

She was well aware of the principle that family dishonor must not be made public in this rural society. Thus, even though she was seething with inward fury, she chose to endure it silently. This helpless calculation made her arrogance appear all the more weighty and complex.

The village elder’s facial wrinkles seemed to knot up with his thoughts, the intricacies and complexities of household affairs were far more complicated than any disputes in the fields and farmlands.