CHAPTER 133: CHAPTER 133 UTTER DISAPPOINTMENT (FIRST UPDATE)

"What did you say? You worthless scoundrel, daring to say such things for a stinking girl?"

Old Mrs. Mu angrily pointed at Mu Dashan’s nose, her eyes full of fury and contempt.

"Mom, I... I’m speaking the truth. If we have to marry Shuangshuang off, then our branch will move out and live independently."

Mu Dashan repeated himself, and as soon as he finished speaking, Old Mrs. Mu’s palm hit him.

With a loud "slap," the eavesdropping people outside jumped in fright.

Mu Dashan’s face burned with pain!

"Take it back, Mu Dashan, take back what you said to your old mother!"

Mu Dashan stiffened his neck and refused to bow, so Old Mrs. Mu slapped him again, this time jumping up to hit him, causing Mu Dashan’s mouth to bleed.

"Third son, has your brain been caught in a door? That stinking girl is a jinx, not only owing a mountain of debt but also constantly stirring up trouble.

I’m marrying her off to settle the debt, which reduces the burden on your branch. You should be grateful to your old mother."

Afraid Mu Dashan would disagree, Old Mrs. Mu quickly added, "I’m telling you, you don’t have a say in this. Matchmaker Sun is coming, you’ll sign the marriage deed whether you want to or not."

With Old Mrs. Mu’s words, Mu Dashan’s last bit of hope dissipated. He hung his head and looked at her.

"Mom, all these years, I’ve worked hard without complaint, just wanting Si Niang and the kids to live well.

But I’m useless; I haven’t made their lives better. Still, in no way will I sell Shuangshuang, not even if I die."

Mu Dashan was resolute. He now understood why his second sister-in-law had gone to talk to Shuangshuang and why Fifth said Shuangshuang had to get married.

Everyone knew but kept it from him.

"Well then, you want to die, do you? I’ll make it happen, you wretched man."

Old Mrs. Mu looked around, saw a broom in the crack of the door, and without thinking, started to strike Mu Dashan’s back.

"Tell me, will you sign or not?" Every time Old Mrs. Mu swung the broom, she’d stop to ask.

After dozens of hits, Mu Dashan’s back was covered in welts. If his shirt were lifted, you’d see the purple-red bruises.

Mu Dashan gritted his teeth, telling himself to withstand the pain and not bow his head. If he did, Shuangshuang would be ruined.

The broom struck his back several times, but he still wouldn’t speak.

"Mom, don’t bother teaching third son a lesson. He actually wanted to marry Shuangshuang off a long time ago but is just embarrassed to admit it."

Mrs. Jin had watched the scene unfold; seeing Mu Dashan thoroughly punished, she felt it was time for her to step in.

"What nonsense are you saying? He clearly disagrees, where’s the agreement?" Old Mrs. Mu looked confused, as if Mrs. Jin couldn’t understand human speech.

"Mom, look at this." Mrs. Jin gleefully took out a piece of paper from her sleeve.

At this moment, the other members of the Old Mu Family also entered.

To watch the commotion, they had to be present.

"What is this? I can’t read." Old Mrs. Mu urged, "Hurry and read it out."

"This is the promissory note Third Son made, borrowing a hundred taels from Wang San’s house, saying he’d marry off Shuangshuang if he couldn’t repay.

Of course, I helped him make this note, and the money hasn’t been borrowed yet.

His intention was for me to marry off Shuangshuang, fifty taels for me and Da De to take exams, and the other fifty taels for him."

Mrs. Jin’s lies flipped the truth, making Mu Dashan’s face pale instantly.

"Big sister-in-law, what are you talking about? I never signed such a thing. Mom, don’t listen to her nonsense; I didn’t sign it." Mu Dashan anxiously explained.

But in others’ eyes, this only appeared guilty.

"Oh, never saw it coming, Third Son. You seem honest usually, but when it matters, you always plan for yourself.

Fifty taels, wanting to split the family. Tsk tsk tsk, you really disgust me. Thinking of living well on your own, leaving us all behind."

Mu Dazhong, as the Mu Family’s second son, was the first to criticize Mu Dashan.

"Second brother, I’ve been saying it forever, Third Brother isn’t stupid; he’s smart. Fifty taels could get him a big house in the city."

Mu Danian added, enjoying the escalated drama.

At this moment, Mu Dashan only wanted to cry, with his own mother pushing him and his cherished brothers siding against him.

"Why don’t you believe me? I didn’t give Sister-in-law this signature..." Mu Dashan shouted, his face veins bulging with rage.

"Third Son, I know I shouldn’t have broken my word and told Mom, but you shouldn’t deny it. You’re the one who initially asked me to marry Shuangshuang to Wang San."

The awkward lie was full of holes, but because it came from Mrs. Jin.

She was the wife of Mu Dade, the most promising member of Old Mu Family.

So her words carried more weight than Mu Dashan’s hundred words.

Mu Dashan’s eyes welled with bitterness, "Big sister-in-law, you should speak with conscience. Why wrong me? I didn’t write it."

"Enough, you’ll know if you signed it by checking for the handprint."

Old Mrs. Mu took the contract from Mrs. Jin’s hands, unfolding it before Mu Dashan.

Mu Dashan glanced at the handprint, and something flashed in his mind.

That’s his handprint, but Sister-in-law had given it to him.

Right, the handprint on that paper was misplaced; was yesterday’s one fake?

"Sister-in-law, you..."

Mu Dashan cried. It’s embarrassing for a grown man to cry, but he couldn’t care, feeling utterly exhausted, his chest about to burst.

Why does a family have so many twists and turns?

"Mom, no matter what you say, this time, I want to split from the family.

As for Shuangshuang, I won’t marry her off. If you insist, you’ll have to take my life."

Mu Dashan’s body trembled violently as he walked out of Old Mrs. Mu’s room.

Exiting the house, Mrs. Jin followed him out, lowering her voice. "Third Son, can’t you see? I’ve done this on purpose since you gave me the handprint; I’ve been waiting for this day."

"But it doesn’t matter if you know; I’ll go to Wang San’s house soon, get him to make a handprint. This matter will become official; Shuangshuang will marry, whether she wants to or not."

Mrs. Jin intentionally spoke these words just to provoke Mu Dashan.

Who asked him not to agree initially, causing her to take so many detours?

Whoever stops her from living well, she would personally remove them.

"Give me..." A glimpse of hope appeared in Mu Dashan’s eyes.

Before Wang San’s house, if he could snatch it, it’d be fine.

"Give you what?" Mrs. Jin asked deliberately.

"Give me the contract, give it to me..." Mu Dashan reached out his hand to grab, but Mrs. Jin deftly stepped back a few paces.

"Mom, Second Brother, come quickly, Third Son is going to hit me."

Although Mu Dazhong was named, it was Mu Danian who promptly stepped in and swung Mu Dashan’s arm away.

"Third Brother, enough, you should own up to it. Hitting Sister-in-law, what does that mean?

Being a scoundrel yet wanting to be acknowledged for good, you should give it up!"

Being berated by his own brother, Mu Dashan first felt a sting in his chest, then his head, and his entire body seemed to lose control.

His consciousness gradually blurred, and he trembled a few times.

Suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of blood, collapsing there.

"Mom, Third Brother spat blood, I didn’t do anything, he himself..."

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