Chapter 51: I Just Don’t Want to Give You Fish, What Can You Do About It - The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife - NovelsTime

The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife

Chapter 51: I Just Don’t Want to Give You Fish, What Can You Do About It

Author: Duo Ji
updatedAt: 2025-09-10

CHAPTER 51: CHAPTER 51: I JUST DON’T WANT TO GIVE YOU FISH, WHAT CAN YOU DO ABOUT IT

Meanwhile, Ms. Liu who had been eavesdropping beneath the window of the third branch of the family just now, glared at Yang Qingrui who walked out holding strings of fish. Old Lady Hua in the room naturally knew that the third branch had brought back fish, and she was still sitting in the room waiting for Yang Dachuan to send her some fish.

Unfortunately, after waiting a long time, there was no sign of him, making her restless.

She then began cursing in the room, "Those ungrateful brats, just out of the door and they forget to show filial piety, hiding in the room and eating all by themselves without fear of choking. Each of them is a little beast. Why weren’t they caught by water-monkey monsters when they went to catch fish?"

Seeing her mother-in-law getting angry and cursing, Ms. Liu knew she wanted the fish from the third branch, so she tried to ingratiate herself to Old Lady Hua, saying, "Third sister, my niece and nephew brought back so many fish, but they didn’t even send some to pay respects to our father and mother."

Yang Chuxia replied with a fake smile, glancing at Ms. Liu and then at Old Lady Hua, who had fallen silent in the room, "Listen to what Auntie says, is it that you and my mother are blood sisters that you mention our father and our mother?"

Yang Chuxia deliberately misinterpreted Ms. Liu’s meaning and continued, "Otherwise, I thought we didn’t do enough to pay respects to my maternal grandparents and even had to extend our filial piety to my cousin’s maternal grandparents. I almost thought that my cousin’s uncles and concubines were all dead. Otherwise, why would it fall on my mother to pay respects to our father and mother?"

"You... What are you talking about? I mean, paying respects to your grandparents!" Ms. Liu was almost vomiting blood from anger caused by Yang Chuxia’s words, this little vicious girl.

"Auntie, you’re even more wrong now. My grandmother has been dead for twenty or thirty years. She doesn’t care about fish and meat in this world. As for my grandfather, isn’t there my uncle and aunt? With the first and second branches of the family, when is it our turn?" Yang Chuxia continued with a sneer, "Besides, my eyes have been deceiving me lately and my hands are shaky. I always mistake things. What if I accidentally put arsenic in the fish instead of salt and poison my grandfather? So, let’s wait until my eyes are better to pay respects to my grandfather."

"You...If you don’t want to show filial piety, just say it. There’s no need to bring up all that. Third sister, Third brother, you’re raising a good daughter, with a mean and petty face," said Ms. Liu, half-dead from anger. She got nothing from a long-winded conversation, and even her own parents were insulted. She really wanted to beat this little vicious girl to death.

Yang Chuxia didn’t want to look at Ms. Liu’s sharp, mean face, so she threw a shoe at her, "I just don’t want to give you the fish. What can you do about it? Wanting to poison me and still wanting to eat my fish, how shameless. I must say you guys are really brave, not afraid that I would poison you for revenge."

"You...you..."

"Get out of my sight, don’t be an eyesore."

"Yang Chuxia, you eat and eat but don’t be afraid it will kill you!" Seeing that Ms. Liu couldn’t win the quarrel against Yang Chuxia, Yang Ruoqiu quickly ran out of the room to help her, clearly intending to back her up.

Unfortunately, Yang Chuxia thought she was not important enough to argue with, lazily rolled her eyes, and announced, "You can just go die; I’m going to cook lunch now. Our third branch has fewer people, so our meal cooks quickly. We’ll cook ours first today!"

"No! I’m hungry now, we have to cook first!" Yang Ruoqiu refused without thinking.

"Who do you think you are? Is it your place to speak? I say it’s fine, it’s fine!" Yang Chuxia called out to Ms.Wang, "Mother, I’ll go prepare the fish, you prepare the cornmeal."

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