"Ouch... it hurts... it hurts..." Even though he was drunk, Mr. Mu still felt the pain and shouted loudly.
"Hmph, you still know it hurts. With such a big issue at home, you still have the heart to drink!"
Old Mrs. Mu didn’t care whether Mr. Mu could hear or not, the force in her hand did not lighten.
Gradually regaining consciousness, Mr. Mu looked at Old Mrs. Mu standing at the head of the bed, and said dizzily, "Did you hit me, woman? Why do I feel my arm hurts so much?"
"You’re full of crap, you old geezer. Let me ask you, is the third branch willing to hand over the money?"
Money was never far from Old Mrs. Mu’s mind; Mr. Mu frowned.
"Why are you fussing blindly? The silver is from the third branch. Whether to give it or not is their matter."
"Fine, you old geezer, you actually said such a thing. Who was it that agreed to sell that stinky girl to finance the eldest son?"
Old Mrs. Mu turned the tables, which made Mr. Mu furious.
"You woman, are you still reasonable? Clearly, it was you and the eldest daughter-in-law stirring things up in between, why are you blaming me now?"
Old Mrs. Mu was extremely angry, she raised her foot and kicked towards Mr. Mu.
"You heartless old man, now you know to blame me. Why didn’t you stop when the third branch was divided? Now they’re separated and you can’t get even a penny!"
Mr. Mu climbed up from the bed and waved at Old Mrs. Mu. For more chapters visıt 𝗇𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅•𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝗇𝖾𝗍
"We’re mules and horses pulling dung, no one should mind anyone’s stench!" said Mr. Mu.
"I spit on you, old thing, you speak nicely now, but when it comes to the eldest son’s silver tael, it’s still me who has to shamelessly gather them."
Tonight, Old Mrs. Mu was like she had been energized, her words were sharp. Usually, by nightfall, she would make water for Mr. Mu to soak his feet, serving him like ancestors, making Mr. Mu very comfortable.
But tonight, there wasn’t a cup of hot tea, let alone preparing foot soak water.
"Old woman, quick, pour me a cup of hot tea, I feel terrible." In the end, it was Mr. Mu who gave in, saying soft words to Old Mrs. Mu.
No matter how malicious her heart was, Old Mrs. Mu was ultimately a woman. When her man spoke up, however angry she was, she still went to do it.
A cup of hot tea, a basin of warm water, a soft cotton towel.
With the tea handed over, she crouched down, lowered her stance, and started rubbing Mr. Mu’s feet.
"Still, my own woman is the best, knows how to take care of people." Mr. Mu’s heart warmed, and he said gently to Old Mrs. Mu.
Under the bright moonlight of the evening, Mr. Mu looked at the woman washing his feet, and for some reason, felt an urge to... do that thing.
He leaned closer and whispered, "Old woman, it’s been a long time, do you miss it?"
Old Mrs. Mu’s face flushed red, she lightly tapped Mr. Mu’s hand, bashfully saying, "You old silly, I know you want it."
After speaking, Old Mrs. Mu threw away the cotton towel in her hand and pounced on the bed.
"Old man, here I come!"
A thirty-year-old woman is like a wolf or tiger, a forty-year-old woman, not to be underestimated. This fifty-year-old woman, sitting, can draw dirt, better than a thirty-four-year-old in that aspect.
Mr. Mu and Old Mrs. Mu had a wild tussle...
Afterwards, Mr. Mu felt thoroughly satisfied, clung to Old Mrs. Mu, whispering dirty words.
"Old woman, wasn’t I great just now? How does it compare to when I was in my twenties?"
Old Mrs. Mu lightly patted Mr. Mu.
"You’re annoying~" That sound of annoyance was like the sound of cutting old tree bark, very harsh, but Mr. Mu didn’t find it unpleasant, rather thought of it as fun between spouses.
"Tell me, how is it, otherwise I won’t give it to you anymore!"
"Great, even better than when you were twenty!"
Mu Danian listened outside the door for a while, feeling his whole blood boiling.
Oh dear, he never knew his parents were this shameless.
Surely they’re not very proper people usually.
Mu Danian thought secretly, gradually feeling uncomfortable himself, he wanted...
He quietly left Mr. Mu and Old Mrs. Mu’s room.
Mu Danian did not return to his own home, because he really couldn’t sleep, he walked under the bright moonlight towards the other end of the village.
After walking for a while, Mu Danian suddenly thought of someone—Gu Jiulian.
Thinking about it, he sneaked to Gu Jiulian’s house.