Chapter 321: Jia Zhangshi Exposes

Everyone in the neighborhood knows what happened afterward.

Qin Huairu shrewdly dragged all the neighbors into the mess.

The earlier confiscation.

It was the work of the neighbors on the scene.

This grudge.

She has always held this grudge in her heart; if it weren't for the neighbors' beastly designs on the Jia family's house, the Jia family would not have been burdened with the reputation of being the courtyard's richest.

Within the courtyard, she was despised by the neighbors.

In the factory, she was disliked by her coworkers.

When Qin Huairu was cleaning the toilet, some coworkers always teased her nearby, making sarcastic remarks about the courtyard's richest lowering herself to clean the toilet, and some even snapped, "The courtyard's richest Qin Huairu actually personally cleans the toilet!"

Can even something like using the toilet be done by someone else?

If the Jia family's confiscation hadn't yielded over two thousand dollars in savings, the elder lady wouldn't have made the long journey back to the siheyuan just to fetch this money.

What exactly is this money?

Qin Huairu knows.

Jia Zhangshi understands.

Both of them wanted to keep this money in their own hands, which led to the current conflict between the former mother-in-law and former daughter-in-law.

"Yi Zhonghai left two thousand dollars for Huaihua's support. The elder lady learned of this, came back to get the money, and in front of the neighbors took five hundred, saying the remaining five hundred would be left for Huaihua's support. I still say the same thing: I am Huaihua's mother, I am raising her, so shouldn't this money go to me?"

Liu Haizhong didn't bother with Qin Huairu's remark.

Jia Zhangshi's attitude.

He could see it.

If mishandled, one would really end up implicated.

He stepped back a few steps, hiding himself among the crowd watching the spectacle.

What's the problem?

You talk it out yourselves.

"After all that talk, you Qin Huairu still want to drive my old lady to death."

"Bangeng's grandma, you've got it wrong—I'm not trying to drive you to death. Even if I, Qin Huairu, am utterly despicable, I would never do something as beastly as forcing my former mother-in-law to die. I just want to take back, in front of the neighbors, the money that rightfully belongs to Huaihua. Besides, I'm not taking it all; I've left you five hundred."

"What nonsense about support money—it's just the cash from Yi Zhonghai and you, Qin Huairu, fooling around."

Yi Zhonghai originally wanted to find someone to support him in his old age—something everyone in the courtyard knew. He took Jia Dongxu as an apprentice because the hypocrite had fixed his sights on a short‑lived person, hoping that through this master‑disciple relationship, Jia Dongxu would provide for his old age and see him to the end.

Qin Huairu and Yi Zhonghai fooled around and had Huaihua.

Yi Zhonghai changing his old‑age target is completely normal.

No matter how good the apprentice, he can't compare to one's own daughter.

Upon hearing Jia Zhangshi say that, and combining it with the affairs of the Jia and Yi families, the gossiping enthusiasm of everyone present instantly ignited.

So that's how it is.

Isn't it just the old‑fogey master and his own apprentice's little wife fooling around together?

Back then, they simply hadn't heard a whisper of it.

"Mom, what nonsense are you spouting? What dirty money?"

Qin Huairu warily glanced at An Jiahe beside her.

Fortunately.

An Jiahe still wore the same expression as before.

I don't know why.

Though his expression was plain and unremarkable, it gave Qin Huairu a faint sense of fear that sank deep into her bones.

"It's just the support money, Huaihua's support money."

Jia Zhangshi clearly had no intention of letting it go; for some reason she shouted a few sentences that made countless faces change color.

"Qin Huairu, you may fool others, but you can't fool my old lady. I am your mother‑in‑law; we've slept under the same roof for over ten years—how could I not know what kind of person you are?"

She thought of something.

Qin Huairu's body trembled slightly.

She anxiously cried out, "Mom!"

"Even calling her grandma does no good. After you became pregnant with Huaihua, Yi Zhonghai began to make things difficult for Dongxu, saying Dongxu was this wrong, that not right, and constantly scheduling him for overtime. My old lady thought Yi Zhonghai was raising his standards for Dongxu, trying to push his potential, so that Dongxu would quickly improve his level. Only later did we realize it wasn't that Yi Zhonghai thought highly of Dongxu—he thought Dongxu was useless, that his own old‑age support no longer needed Dongxu. I cursed Yi Zhonghai, saying he deserved to have no son for life, and you, Qin Huairu, still gave me a dirty look."

"You're talking nonsense."

"I'm the one talking nonsense." Jia Zhangshi launched into her performance, deliberately widening her eyes, her face breaking into a look of sudden realization, appearing flustered at having misspoken, stumbling as she told the crowd a bunch of incoherent reasons: "I really am just spouting nonsense—Qin Huairu never fooled around with Yi Zhonghai, and Yi Zhonghai never needed Dongxu to support him in his old age just because you became pregnant with his child."

"I'll fight you to the end."

Qin Huairu was truly driven to desperation by Jia Zhangshi's words; she let out a roar and lunged at Jia Zhangshi.

Caught off guard, Jia Zhangshi was knocked flat on her back by Qin Huairu's headbutt.

The scene was replaying.

After a few minutes' interval.

The Jia family mother‑in‑law and daughter‑in‑law brawl continued to be performed before the neighbors.

The only difference.

Was that just now Jia Zhangshi was straddling Qin Huairu, striking her from above, while now Qin Huairu is pressing down on Jia Zhangshi, lecturing her from above.

While her hands and feet moved.

Her mouth was not idle either.

You curse me.

I scold you.

He had the posture of wanting to scold the other party to death.

"You say you and Yi Zhonghai are innocent, you say you did it for the Jia Family, for Dong Xu, having no choice but to give yourself to Yi Zhonghai, you say Yi Zhonghai uses Dong Xu and my old wife's life to manipulate you, Qin Huairu—then I ask you, why did you put a sleeping pill in the tea I drank before bed on Saturday night? Why did I, after drinking the tea you sent, sleep straight through till morning? And why, when Dong Xu works the night shift, does Yi Zhonghai go to the bathroom in the latter half of the night and stay away for most of the day? The truth is you two are sneaking around in the dark corner where the central and rear courtyards meet, fooling around."

The onlooking neighbors.

Let out a loud shout.

If you don't say it, you won't know.

As soon as it's said, it's startling.

Never expected Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu to have such a melodramatic secret.

According to some sayings.

They are not to be believed.

But looking at Jia Zhangshi's expression and demeanor, there is not a trace of guilt; even when Qin Huairu presses and scolds her, she remains unchanged in countenance.

What a Jia Zhangshi who regards death as homecoming.

"Come, a few people pull them apart."

"Second Grandpa, I dare not; the heads of households are standing watching the show, we outsiders blindly following, what's the point of joining in?"

"An Jiahe."

Liu Haizhong was so angry his teeth itched.

They were about to burst with anger.

Jia Zhangshi is unreliable, wildly exposing past scandals; unexpectedly, An Jiahe is even more unreliable, at this time still having the leisure to watch the show.

This heart.

It's truly not just big.

Finally, under Liu Haizhong's stern insistence, his sons Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu, considering not wanting to be beaten, followed Liu Haizhong's instructions, staged a father-son united effort, a trick that cuts through gold, and the three of them pulled apart the Jia family mother-in-law and daughter-in-law who were wrestling.