CHAPTER 851: CHAPTER 334: SCREW YOUR TRAGIC BEAUTY (PART 4)

It’s better he didn’t speak, him opening his mouth actually reminded Ms. Hetian.

Ms. Hetian didn’t pursue whether Tian Yaozong was pretending to be sick. She suddenly remembered something and abruptly asked, "Little brother, last year you said you needed eight thousand cents to buy exam questions, did you actually buy them?"

"Cough! Cough, cough!"

Tian Yaozong was vigorously chewing when he heard this question. Startled, he ended up choking.

Right!

Tian Yaozong didn’t even need to answer. Just his guilty, evasive gaze explained everything.

There was no purchase of exam questions, nor was it to take the scholar examination and honor the Tian Family’s name. Tian Yaozong casually used it as a reason to ask Ms. Hetian for money.

Ridiculously, Ms. Hetian actually believed it and gave him all the remaining money, which ultimately cost He Erniu his life!

"Oh dear, my Baobao, how did you choke? Quickly have some water!" Old Lady Han hastened to pat her son’s back to ease him.

"It’s all in the past, why keep asking again and again? What’s the meaning of it? Look how anxious you’ve made your brother!" Mr. Tian couldn’t keep up the loving father act and scolded Ms. Hetian fiercely.

Ms. Hetian didn’t speak. Her gaze swept over Old Lady Han, Mr. Tian, and Tian Yaozong. The last bit of fantasy and warmth in her heart was thoroughly extinguished.

Suddenly, as if a faint consciousness within her body dissipated, Ms. Hetian’s eyes became determined and calm!

"Anxious? I think he’s scared! Because he spun a lie on the spur of the moment that made my Erniu have to do hard labor."

"If Erniu hadn’t gone to do hard labor, he wouldn’t be missing now!"

"He harmed my husband, and now he wants to sell my son!"

Ms. Hetian accused, raising her voice, "Dad! Mom! Are you even my real parents? Do you really consider me your own flesh and blood?!"

"Tian Daniu, you unfilial daughter, how dare you raise your voice at your parents?"

Old Lady Han, who had just soothed her son, was already in a bad mood. Hearing Ms. Hetian’s "outrageous" words, she was instantly furious.

"And you ask if we consider you our flesh and blood? If I didn’t give birth to you, would I have raised you this big?"

"You’ve lost your conscience, daring to yell at your own parents!"

"Unfilial wretch, useless waste..."

Old Lady Han was quite practiced in scolding her daughter, though she used to mainly scold the other three daughters.

Before Ms. Hetian got married, she was capable and obedient.

After marrying, she could still work for the family as she used to, and even provided money and food.

She was evidently Old Lady Han’s most satisfactory daughter.

So, Old Lady Han was rather kind to Ms. Hetian, especially in recent years, often praising her as "my most dutiful daughter, Daniu," and "Daniu is the most sensible."

Situations like this, where she points at Ms. Hetian’s nose and calls her unfilial and resentfully labels her a waste, was definitely the first time.

But, at this moment, Old Lady Han was showing her truest self.

Ms. Hetian should have felt angry, wronged, and sorrowful, but after the fragile consciousness deep in her sea of consciousness dissipated, she became resilient and strong.

"I’m unfilial? I’m a waste?"

Ms. Hetian suddenly stood up and said coldly, "Fine, then I’ll be an unfilial daughter, so I won’t be scolded for nothing!"

Ms. Hetian realized that reasoning with such a group of family members was absolutely futile.

She shouldn’t have any entanglements with them, just tear the facade and cut ties.

Mr. Tian, however, sharply sensed Ms. Hetian’s anger and hurriedly softened his expression.

He first reprimanded Old Lady Han, "Alright, old woman, Daniu is heartbroken over the child, instead of empathizing, you’re scolding her!"

"She doesn’t know that we’re doing this for her own good; you should gently explain things to her, what’s the point of saying such angry words?"

"Who said my Daniu is unfilial? My Daniu is the most filial and loves her brother the most!"

Saying that, Mr. Tian didn’t forget to signal to his son.

Tian Yaozong received the signal, inwardly impatient, but still said, "Blame me, blame me, if it weren’t for my illness, mom wouldn’t be so anxious!"

"However, after being anxious just now, I broke a bit of sweat, and my body doesn’t feel as heavy now."

Old Lady Han also understood Mr. Tian’s intention and deliberately put on an awkward display of being "sharp-tongued but soft-hearted," "Alright, alright, you guys are all good people, and I’m the villain!"

"Hmph, day in and day out, who am I doing this for? None of you are easy to deal with!"

"...I’ll go cook, make stick pancakes!"

Old Lady Han pretended to go cook, never mentioning selling Xiao Bao again.

"Daniu, look at your mom, she might have a sharp tongue, but she has a soft heart. She scolds you, but she still remembers you, doesn’t she? She’s going to make your favorite stick pancakes now—"

Mr. Tian desperately tried to gloss over his wife’s behavior.

However, Ms. Hetian softly remarked, "Dad, actually, my favorite is eating meat!"

Most fond of stick pancakes, indeed, if there was meat or white bread buns, who would want to eat those throat-rasping coarse pancakes?!

Mr. Tian: ...