My Happy Daily Life After Being Reborn
Chapter 178 - 13 Outbreak_2

Chapter 178: Chapter 13 Outbreak_2

Han Shouzhen’s words pierced Dong Fei’s heart. In the past, she would have definitely retorted with curses, especially since, compared to her son, it was Xu Ji who seemed more like the one suffering retribution. However, with Han Kuang present, Dong Fei didn’t dare to do so, as who would provoke the elder aunt, the apple of their father-in-law’s eye? She had no choice but to endure.

But a son is always a mother’s soft spot, so her complexion unavoidably turned as ugly as a liver. Liu Yuzhi, who was beside her, lacked such restraint. Hearing Han Shouzhen actually cursing her grandson, she immediately angrily said, "You damn wretch, who are you calling malicious, even cursing your own nephew!"

As she spoke, she turned to Han Kuang, "Old master, you can’t just ignore this matter. Longlong is also your grandson, after all."

"What did I do wrong? Isn’t it just following your example?" Han Shouzhen, in a departure from her usual behavior, brought up past grievances, "Who was it that said our Xu Ji deserved to be a short-lived ghost, that sooner or later he’d join his father down below, leaving me old and without anyone to see me off?"

"And who said I have a tough life, that I’d outlive my husband and children and would be taken by the heavens sooner or later?"

"There are many more things you’ve said; if you’ve forgotten, let me jog your memory."

Han Shouxin looked at his sister with surprise, realizing that the situation wasn’t as bad as he thought; Shouzhen was somewhat out of control emotionally, yet she was still rational, not blindly lashing out like she used to. She would often be rendered speechless by that mother-in-law and daughter-in-law pair, resorting to violence, and even the old man couldn’t always intervene.

At this moment, Han Kuang’s expression turned unsightly. He stared at Liu Yuzhi and Dong Fei, gritting his teeth, "Did you really say those things?"

He had been busy reaching out to his old comrades, maneuvering the Han Family, trying to avoid being dragged down into the quagmire of the Cultural Revolution and was not very clear on the affairs of his household. Even when his daughter’s former husband died accidentally, he only found time in the beginning to console her. Later, he couldn’t spare the emotions; much of what he knew came from what Liu Yuzhi told him. His daughter, stubborn by nature, had always harbored some resentment towards him because of his first wife and youngest son. She never complained, so he took Liu Yuzhi’s words at face value.

When his daughter’s condition worsened and she began to harm herself, what did Liu Yuzhi say about it?

Something about how Shouzhen disliked the mother and daughter, that whatever Liu Yuzhi and Dong Fei did would be picked apart and nothing to do with clothing and food ever pleased them... It wasn’t that he favored hearing one side; it was just that his daughter indeed had a bad opinion of Liu Yuzhi and Shouyi’s family, so he didn’t think much of it.

If it wasn’t for the fear of actually driving his daughter mad, why else would he have agreed to force his daughter to marry a mere guard like Wan Quan? Although Wan Quan was devoted to his daughter, in Han Kuang’s eyes, his status was a bit too low.

Dong Fei’s face turned deathly pale. She couldn’t understand how her usually uncommunicative and stubborn elder aunt had suddenly become aware of the situation.

Liu Yuzhi hesitantly said, "Old master, don’t listen to that child’s nonsense. Aren’t you clear about what kind of person I am?"

Han Shouzhen scoffed. Every time she heard Liu Yuzhi call the old man "old master," she felt goosebumps; she wasn’t a servant or a slave, what was the point of such pretense? Truly someone from an inferior background, utterly lacking in presence.

"I also want to understand, what does swapping Cuicui’s fetus-preserving medicine mean? And what’s the deal with the oil on the staircase?" Han Shouxin’s expression was indifferent, but the look in his eyes as he gazed at Dong Fei was particularly piercing.

He understood Liu Yuzhi well enough; the woman was vastly selfish, but not overly cruel, showing a bit of kindness to those who didn’t threaten her interests. When it came to the young Shoulu, she only dared to leave him by the river, hoping he would succumb to the elements rather than directly laying a hand on him.

And Liu Yuzhi was foolish; she might target him and his sister for the sake of the Han Family’s wealth, but she wouldn’t think so far ahead as to extend her reach to the next generation’s heirs.

The only one capable of such an act was Dong Fei!

He had initially thought this woman, having married high into the Han Family, wouldn’t dare to be too arrogant. Still, he had never expected her to be so bold that she had laid hands on Cuicui the very year she was married in, causing the death of their first child.

Dong Fei was so frightened by Han Shouxin’s gaze that she was trembling inside, though she tried to maintain a facade of composure on the outside. Sadly, Liu Yufang turned out to be a blunt instrument. Hearing Han Shouxin’s words, she looked at Dong Fei as though subtly sizing her up, clearly also harboring suspicions about her.

Not only had Han Shouxin noticed, but Han Kuang also picked up on the unease. In an instant, his face darkened.

Though he had always been much stricter with his eldest son than with his more leniently treated second son and favored daughter, it was indeed the eldest son who held the most weight in his heart.

As the first child to grow up, and having shown cleverness and agility from a young age, raised together by him and his first wife, the eldest son had always been regarded as the successor. Had he not feared spoiling him, he wouldn’t have always played the part of a strict father before him.

It was a lie to say that he wasn’t disappointed that his eldest son only had a granddaughter; otherwise, he wouldn’t have favored Shouyi’s family’s Longlong to such an extent.

But he had consoled himself thinking that having a granddaughter, given his daughter-in-law’s poor health, was still a blessing. Of course, this was also because this daughter-in-law was chosen by his first wife; had it been Dong Fei, he surely would have harbored some dissatisfaction.

Now, knowing that his eldest son was meant to have a son, but the child had been calculated against and lost, it was needless to express the pain in his heart.

He couldn’t help but recall when his youngest son went missing, his daughter nearly going mad from her husband’s death, and his grandson left with such a crippled body... Each event surfaced in his mind, and his eyes suddenly widened.

If, if all of this was not a coincidence...

Han Kuang clasped his chest, stumbling back two steps, his expression crumbling to one of defeat.

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