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The Wu Family had once again arranged to transfer all their property into her name. No matter how unwilling he was, the clear black and white on the paper left him with no room for rebuttal.
As he thought about it, the old man with silver hair felt his eyes redden instantly. It was not just guilt; it was more about the shame of facing his ancestors below.
"Grandfather, both Mother and Second Sister have been bullied by that Xia Muxin. The villagers are all helping her family. You should go talk to them. A girl like her, so shameless, stealing someone else's beloved and flaunting herself every day, is even worse for lacking proper upbringing. I would feel embarrassed to have someone like her living next door."
Zhou Cailian was a year younger than Zhou Guilian and a few months older than Muxin. Among the Zhou sisters, she was the most beautiful and the smartest. She had won the favor of the Wu Family. At this moment, seeing the Wu Family panting and glaring at Summer Old Man, she immediately jumped in to speak.
They had only followed the Wu Family for a few years, so they were naturally closer to their grandfather. Their family had been poor before, but ever since they entered the Xia Family, their lives had improved significantly. With Zhou Qinglian marrying into the Wang Family and the influence of the Wu Family and the unscrupulous You Family, these children had naturally developed an air of superiority.
Though they called Summer Old Man "grandfather," their true feelings were different. What they valued was not him as a person but rather the monthly allowance he provided. Without that, Summer Old Man would be worth less than Summer Forest in their eyes.
Zhou Yousheng and his brothers had previously been quite lazy, always eating well without contributing much while making snide remarks about others. Yet in front of the Wu Family, they maintained their composure, adhering to the principle of not speaking unless absolutely necessary, focusing solely on eating.
Summer Old Man sighed deeply, putting down his chopsticks. He picked up a nearby smoking pipe, hunched over with his back bent, squatting at the door as he took slow puffs of dry tobacco. He exhaled a cloud of white smoke, coughed a few times softly, then inhaled again, repeating this cycle without anyone approaching to ask him anything.
Behind him, only the sounds of eating could be heard...
Suddenly, a petite figure dashed past him and stepped on his foot, knocking his smoking pipe askew. Yet she didn’t make a sound; in an instant, she ran back and said to everyone at the table, “Grandma, we also eat fish at home, but why doesn’t it taste this good?”
This was Zhou Yousheng's youngest daughter, Zhou Xiaolian. She had just turned seven this year and was a few months younger than Songzi. Dressed in a chestnut-colored summer outfit with two light green hairbands tied in her hair, she was considered the least attractive among her sisters.
Because she had a round face, at such a young age, she already had a few freckles on her cheeks. Her lips were quite thick, and her eyes were relatively small. Coupled with a good life and a plump figure from eating well, the boys of the same age in the village were unwilling to play with her. This was also the most puzzling aspect for Zhou Yousheng. His family, while not exceptionally beautiful, had decent features. Sometimes he couldn't help but suspect that his mother had been unfaithful, but without any evidence, he could only endure it.
"Xiaolian, what are you saying? Have you been eating too well lately?" This meal was prepared by his mother, and seeing his daughter speak like this, she immediately frowned and coldly reprimanded her.
Zhou Xiaolian was the least favored by the Wu Family due to her appearance, but she had a strong temperament and was not afraid of disdain or gossip. At this moment, after hearing her mother's scolding, she shouted loudly:
"I'm serious! If you don't believe me, go to the door and smell it; it smells amazing."
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