Chapter 363: Chapter 361: Does Your Face Hurt? (First Update)
"Oh dear, what happened? How did our perfectly good pig just die? Could it be that the person feeding the pig gave it something it shouldn’t have eaten?"
Mrs. Lin was the first to rush out, deliberately putting on a look of surprise.
She covered her mouth and screamed.
Mrs. Lin knew exactly how the piglet died, or rather, she had been hoping the little piglet would die.
Because recently it was Mrs. Liu and Yu Si Niang who were feeding the little piglet.
No matter who took the blame, it wouldn’t affect their second branch.
"Third daughter-in-law, fourth daughter-in-law, get out here right now..." Old Mrs. Mu shouted at the entrance of the pigsty.
Earlier that evening, Mu Qingqing had acted as a weaver girl, which made Old Mrs. Mu angry, so she sent Mu Qingqing to kneel at the main hall door, then came out to check on their precious piglet, only to find...
Old Mrs. Mu was both anxious and furious, and all she wanted now was to rip apart whoever caused her pig’s death.
Mrs. Liu almost rushed out at the sound of the shout, and before she could even speak, Old Mrs. Mu slapped her hard on the face.
With a loud smack, Mrs. Liu was slapped heavily on the face, causing her to fall to the ground, blood dripping from the corner of her mouth.
Mu Xiaxia rushed forward to help Mrs. Liu up, just about to question Old Mrs. Mu on why she hit people, but Mrs. Liu held her hand to stop her.
"You wretch, tell me, what did you feed our piglet, if you don’t spill it today, I, this old lady, will take your life!"
Old Mrs. Mu’s eyebrows were drawn into a straight line with anger.
Mrs. Liu, covering her mouth, started sobbing softly.
"Mother, I don’t know, I don’t know anything."
Mrs. Liu wanted to say the piglet seemed to have problems from the moment it was caught, but she feared that saying so would make her not believed and beaten even more severely.
"Don’t know anything? Who taught you to say that? Yu Si Niang, or did you come up with it yourself?"
Old Mrs. Mu was convinced that the piglet in the house was poisoned by Yu Si Niang and Mrs. Liu conspiring together, with the purpose of not letting their Old Mu Family have a good time.
Mr. Mu put on his clothes and came out of the house, looking at the crowd gathered around the pigsty, his brows furrowed tightly. He scanned everyone with displeasure.
"What are you all shouting about in the middle of the night? Can’t people get some sleep?"
Old Mrs. Mu pointed at the already motionless piglet in the pigsty and said, "Old man, our piglet was poisoned by this vixen and Yu Si Niang."
Old Mrs. Mu pointed at Mrs. Liu, full of anger.
Mrs. Liu was so frightened she collapsed onto the ground.
"Father, I didn’t do anything, I didn’t poison..." Mrs. Liu knelt on the ground, crying pitiably.
"Did nothing, how did my piglet die then? Could it have died on its own?"
Beside her, Mu Dazhong felt guilty, touching his nose upon hearing Old Mrs. Mu’s words. The piglet indeed died on its own, but he wouldn’t foolishly admit it.
"Old man, make the third and fourth divorce these two vicious women today," Old Mrs. Mu said irritably.
Mrs. Liu cried even harder, yet even in such a state, she clutched Mu Xiaxia’s sleeve tightly, preventing her from saying a word.
Mu Dajiang’s face turned red, and he hoarsely shouted at Old Mrs. Mu: "Mother, go ahead and beat or scold me, I won’t divorce Jinhua."
Mrs. Liu felt a sigh of relief after hearing her man’s words, but deep down, she was still uneasy, her heart in turmoil.
"You’ll be the death of me, how dare you speak to me so loudly, you unfilial son, you little beast, I raised you for so many years, and for a woman, you dare to shout at me." Old Mrs. Mu raised her voice, shouting back at Mu Dajiang.
Mu Dajiang lowered his head, stubbornly staring at Old Mrs. Mu.
"Mother, regardless of what you asked me to do before, I would do it, but this matter I cannot agree to."
"Jinhua is my wife, the mother of my children. If you insist on making me divorce her, then our fourth branch..."
"Your fourth branch what? Split off then, go ahead, pack your things and get out now, our Old Mu Family doesn’t need useless people like you."
"Don’t expect me to give you an acre of land; if you have the abilities, do like the third branch’s girl and build your own house, reclaim your own wasteland!"
Old Mrs. Mu was convinced that the fourth branch dare not split off; she knew them too well, bold in intent but cowardly in action. Besides, they were counting on Da De to have a good life, they would definitely not leave.
Mu Dajiang’s mood suddenly dropped at Old Mrs. Mu’s words.
Some words were stuck in his throat, unsure how to vocalize them.
Old Mrs. Mu continued scolding without relenting: "If you can’t handle it, don’t take on porcelain work, just because you think your wings are hard, you can fly now, be careful not to fall and kill yourself!"
"Alright, enough of this senseless shouting, do you think others can’t hear?" Mr. Mu roared, and Old Mrs. Mu immediately fell silent.
But even so, her eyes were still fixed on Mrs. Liu and Mu Dajiang, as if wanting to skin them alive.
"Old Fourth, go call all of the third branch over here, today I want a clear explanation of how that perfectly fine pig ended up dead."
"Dad, let me go!" Mu Dazhong stood out, taking the initiative to take on the task of calling people.
After all, this matter started because of him, he couldn’t let the third branch turn the tables.
"Hurry and come back!" Mr. Mu waved him off.
Mu Dazhong walked towards the third branch, wandered around their place without making a sound, then punched himself in the eye.
He covered his eye and charged out.
Without saying a word, just his panicked look was enough to mislead others into thinking he was beaten up.
"Old Second, why are you covering your eye? Was it the third family’s girls that hit you, that little wench, right?"
Old Mrs. Mu jumped up excitedly.
"That little bastard has turned the sky upside down, if I don’t thrash her today, I’m not done!"
Old Mrs. Mu rolled up her sleeves, ready to go beat someone.
"Granny, what are you doing? Who are you going to thrash?" Mu Shuangshuang curled her lips, her gaze fixed intently on Old Mrs. Mu.
The Old Mu Family really seizes every opportunity to blacken her name.
Who knows what grudge or resentment there is, this mess is being flung towards the third branch at every turn.
If she hadn’t been uneasy just now, standing in the yard, afraid their third branch would have been set up by this bastard Mu Dazhong.
"Second Uncle, you just punched yourself in the eye in our yard, Shuangshuang was worried you’d hurt yourself, so I came to check. How’s your eye, Second Uncle?"
As soon as Mu Shuangshuang spoke, Mu Dazhong’s face turned beet red.
He stretched his neck, just about to retort, but Mu Shuangshuang beat him to it.
"Second Uncle, don’t lie with your eyes open, remember there are deities three feet above your head, if you lie in front of the deities, be careful your future wealth and high status might be taken away!"
"You little wench, you..." Mu Dazhong was furious, pointing a quivering finger at Mu Shuangshuang.
"Old Second, get lost, this is not where you speak!" Mr. Mu glared at Mu Dazhong, taking control of the situation in his hands.