Rebirth Counterattack with Space
Chapter 303 - 293: A Grand Play (Part One)

Chapter 303: Chapter 293: A Grand Play (Part One)

"...Is that my brother-in-law about to hit his sister-in-law? I’ve annoyed all of you, and my whole family has annoyed you, so just beat me to death. If you kill us all off, no one will be left to fight you for the old man’s estate—it’ll all be yours..."

Upon seeing her brother-in-law stand up, Yang Yu immediately scrambled to her feet and charged headfirst towards him.

Wu Jia suddenly pushed her husband away and cried out, "Erhu..."

Yang Yu stumbled, her mouth unrelenting as she continued to howl, "Mi Dahu, are you dead or what? Your wife is being bullied by your brother and his wife, and you don’t even dare to fart?"

"Kid, that’s your sister-in-law—"

True to form, Mi Dahu scowled and threw a punch at Mi Erhu, who deftly dodged and counterpunched. The two brothers quickly descended into a brawl...

What an eye-opener, the grand spectacle has just begun—

Lu Yun watched wide-eyed and with great enthusiasm. Su Qiaoling and Wen Shan focused on Lu Yun at first, fearing she might get accidentally hurt in the chaotic scene, but seeing her enjoy the drama so much, they couldn’t help but pull a wry smile.

Yang Yu looked smug, while Wu Jia was so anxious her face turned red. Old Mi stood up clutching his chest, nearly suffocating, until Shitou noticed in time and quickly propped him up, popping a relieving pill into his mouth, and then bellowed, "Stop it!"

Erhu turned and noticed his father’s condition wasn’t right, and he couldn’t be bothered to fight with Dahu anymore as he had taken a punch while rushing to old Mi’s side. Wu Jia also hurried over, visibly distressed—

Compared to them, Mi Dahu and Yang Yu seemed much calmer. Yang Yu even sneered at Mi Dahu, "The old man’s putting on an act again." Mi Dahu didn’t respond, but his facial expression clearly agreed.

"You’d better watch closely. This time, the money we get from selling ducks and duck eggs, you must demand that the old man and old lady fork over at least half to us. Our household has worked hard too. If all the money goes to the old lady, then our branch of the family will have nothing in the future. You can’t be that foolish."

Yang Yu nudged Mi Dahu, whispering in what she believed was a quiet voice.

"I’m not that stupid. Isn’t half of the shop’s daily takings already shared with us? It’s definitely going to be the same this time," Mi Dahu nodded emphatically.

"Hmph, the old man plays favorites. If we don’t do this, all our hard work will be for nothing. Without me, even the bones would have been picked clean by others. Look over there, isn’t everything alright now? I told you the old man loves to put on an act, but you didn’t believe me before."

Yang Yu cast a cold glance at old Mi, who was being supported by his youngest son and daughter-in-law and had apparently recovered, and she snorted disdainfully.

Looking indignantly, Mi Dahu approached and said, "Dad, you can’t keep pretending to be sick to protect this kid every time. He even dares to raise his hand against me and his sister-in-law now. Later on, he might even do it to you. He’s been spoiled by you guys since he was young—"

"Shut up." Old Mi shouted at Mi Dahu first, then turned to thank Shitou gratefully, "Thank you for saving my life. Without your pill just now, I might have... Sigh, a family misfortune indeed, making you all witness this farce."

"Dad?" Erhu looked at old Mi in surprise.

"You should thank him. If he hadn’t given me a pill just in time, I might have been a goner right here." Old Mi patted his youngest son’s hand.

Just now, for a moment, he really thought he was about to... In that moment, he also came to understand many things, realizing that certain matters needed to be settled. In the past, for the sake of his own pride and because after all, he had raised his adopted son as if he were a precious pearl, never allowing him to go hungry even if it meant going hungry himself. Once he had his own biological son, he wasn’t at fault in his treatment of his eldest son...

Human desires are never satisfied, he always felt that if he just endured, it would pass, and the eldest son would eventually come to his senses. Who would have thought--forget it, he still wanted to enjoy a few more peaceful and pleasant years ahead, and then there was his own biological son, who was a dependable sort.

He couldn’t just ignore what was best for them in the future.

"Thank you, kind sir." As soon as Mi Erhu heard Old Mi’s words, he immediately knelt down with a thump in front of Shitou, knocking his forehead to the ground three times before standing up.

The speed of his action caught everyone by surprise, sparing them the effort to stop him.

Shitou raised an eyebrow, feeling the sincerity of Mi Erhu’s actions and quite satisfied in his heart.

He accepted the gesture with a clear conscience--Old Mi had indeed been in a fit of rage, and if it wasn’t for him, even with the medicine, a stroke would have been the likely outcome at the very least.

Seeing that Mi Erhu had stood up, Wu Jia also bowed deeply to Shitou and said, "Thank you."

"You’re welcome, it was just something I did in passing," Shitou smiled. He couldn’t deny that he felt gratified being thanked for doing a good deed.

"Kind sir, that, that... I don’t know if there’s any more of that medicine left? Could you sell us some?" Mi Erhu asked Shitou, rubbing his hands together and shamelessly blushing.

"There are two pills left, I can give them to you, it’s no trouble. But your father’s body can’t take any more stress, otherwise even the best medicine would be useless." Shitou took out a jade bottle and handed it to Mi Erhu.

"Thank you, thank you..." Mi Erhu was about to kneel again, but this time Shitou promptly stopped him, "A man’s knees bear Gold, which is why you should not be kneeling time and again. And don’t keep calling me ’kind sir’; my last name is Pei, just call me Xiaopei."

"Brother Pei, one does not express gratitude for great kindness with mere words. If you ever need me, Mi Erhu, for anything, I will not hesitate," Mi Erhu then imitated his wife and gave Shitou a deep bow.

"All right."

Shitou clapped Mi Erhu’s shoulder heartily and laughed out loud. His own wife had taken a liking to their character and craftsmanship; it was quite possible that they would meet again in the future.

You could tell at a glance that this young man was a sincere person just like his father, and Shitou had a bit of a soft spot for him. As for Mi Dahu, Shitou didn’t even give him a glance, believing that once a person’s character is spoiled, there’s basically no saving them.

Mi Dahu and Yang Yu watched as Mi Erhu and Wu Jia knelt and bowed, wearing looks of disdain on their faces, dismissing the "performance" that had even fooled the outsiders.

Mi Dahu muttered to himself, annoyed that after already consuming the man’s medicine, they even dared to ask for more, tsk tsk. Luckily, this man is a fool, probably someone from a large organization in the area. Heh, it’s just as well his in-laws felt too ashamed to ask for money, otherwise he would have accused them of extortion.

The old man’s estate was rightfully theirs. His wife was right; when they were without a son, they had adopted him, sparing themselves the village scorn of having no continuation. They had used him, so they owed him, and him inheriting everything from them was completely justifiable.