Willow really didn't want to hear this old woman swearing, so she picked up a stone from the ground and shot it at her mute point. Mrs. Olive opened her mouth and couldn't say anything.

She pointed at Willow in horror, and Willow said word by word: "If you dare to move your mouth or your hands again, be careful that you will be paralyzed on the kang for the rest of your life. If you don't believe me, you can try it. If your son has any accident today, you won't live anymore."

Mrs. Olive felt cold under her feet when she heard Willow's gloomy tone. Standing there, it was not right to leave or not to leave.

At this time, Mr. Sea had fainted, and Aaron brought water, and the two brothers supported one side each. Willow took the bowl, put some spiritual spring water in the bowl while they were not paying attention, and then fed Mr. Sea to drink.

Although Mr. Sea fainted, he instinctively drank a few sips of water.

"Come on, big brother and second brother, drink some water quickly, be careful of heatstroke," the two men laid Mr. Sea flat, they were indeed thirsty and hungry, and the two brothers drank half a bowl of water in a few gulps.

After eating, they felt comfortable in their stomachs, without the uncomfortable feeling of stomachache caused by hunger.

The noise outside finally made everyone who was taking a nap come out. When they came out, they saw Mrs. Olive winking and gesticulating in front of the main room. They didn't know what she was doing. They all looked at Mrs. Olive with confusion.

This is what Old John saw when he came out. He also saw Mr. Sea lying on the ground, and hurriedly asked, "Big boy, what's wrong with your father?"

Aaron said timidly, "Dad fainted."

"I say, grandma doesn't want our family to live, right? They caught Little Five and Little Six in the morning, and they were even more excited at noon. Even my father knelt down. Did they kill people, set fire, or dig up people's ancestral graves? They made people kneel in the sun in the hot summer!" Willow said bluntly.

"What are you talking about? Your grandma just wants them to reflect on themselves." Old John had no confidence to speak after hearing this.

Willow was so angry. She looked at Old John with a sidelong glance, and her whole body was filled with cold air: "Grandpa, reflect? What to reflect? Reflect on not doing enough work, or reflect on whether it is not enough to work like a cow and a horse for you? Or eat too much every meal? We get up earlier than chickens every day, eat less than cats, sleep later than dogs, do the work of a whole family, and live worse than the inferiors. Grandpa, this is your son and grandson, don't you feel heartache? Or do you have no heart, or is it that the heart is made of ten thousand years of ice?"

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"Good question, Little Four, you live more clearly than anyone else," a group of people walked into the courtyard gate, and in the middle was a person who looked similar to Old John, holding Little Six.

The two children immediately ran over: "Fourth sister, we called the great grandfather."

"Be good, you two look after Dad," the two children hummed, and squatted beside Mr. Sea.

Willow stood up and said: "Grandpa, uncles, grandpa, I have to trouble you today."

The village chief nodded: "Don't worry, Little Four, today this main great grandfather will be for you."

"Thank you, great grandfather," she turned to Aaron and Eugene and said, "Big brother, second brother, carry dad into the hall." In rural areas, every family has a hall (which can be used as a dining room or a living room).

"Second brother, what are you doing?" Village chief Mr. Smith asked the stunned Old John.

Old John saw that it was his eldest brother who came. He was still thinking about what Willow said. He touched his chest. Yes, it didn't hurt anymore, but why?

Willow took the opportunity to release Mrs. Olive's mute point. When she saw the village chief coming, she immediately shouted, "Huh! What are you doing? I teach my son and grandson a lesson myself. What does it have to do with you?"

Old John frowned. This dead old woman is getting more and more outrageous. She didn't even look at who it was. She didn't even look at her eldest brother. She immediately yelled, "Shut up."

He turned back to the village chief, "Big brother, go in first. It's hot outside. It's not a big deal. It's all because the old woman said they didn't open up enough land."

"Hmph! You also know it's hot outside. The third child fainted and it's not a big deal? The fourth child is right. They are your sons and grandsons. Don't you feel sad? You think you have too many sons, right? Let the third room be adopted out. It just so happens that the third child has no son, and now there is no one in his room. If the third room is adopted out, at least someone will burn incense every year." The village chief said earnestly.

Everyone entered the main hall. Mr. Sea was lying in the middle of the room. Willow didn't allow him to lift the bed. She just wanted Mr. Sea to wake up and see for himself.

"Big boy, second boy, third boy, fourth child, little four, what do you want today? Grandpa will decide for you," the village chief asked, sitting at the top of the main hall, smoking a pipe.

At this time, the first room, second room, fourth room, fifth room, and even Jewel came. She wanted to speak several times, but Mrs. Olive covered her mouth. She just stared at Willow hatefully, and Willow pretended not to see it.

The three brothers of Aaron dared not even breathe. They were more afraid of Old John and Mrs. Olive than mice seeing cats. It was the kind of fear in their bones. Seeing this, Willow was furious. It took time for the ice to freeze three feet thick. She vowed to get rid of this cold, ruthless, cruel and blood-sucking family today.

Willow took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. She sighed: "Grandpa, you have seen what my three brothers are like now. Today, Little Four asked our family to live separately, otherwise they would break off the relationship. They didn't treat the third room as a human being..."

Before Willow finished speaking, Mrs. Olive cursed again: "You little brat, you can die wherever you want by yourself. You dare to pull my son to break off the relationship with me. You are dreaming. You are my person in life and my ghost in death."

Willow finally suppressed her anger. She said angrily, "Grandpa, you see, this is our grandma. She keeps calling me a little brat and a little brat. I want to ask, what is my last name? What is my father's last name? I am a little brat and a little brat, isn't she an old brat and an old brat? She is disrespectful to the elderly, unkind, unjust, and unjust every day. I feel ashamed to stay here for one more day. And my aunt, who is not yet an adult, learns from my grandma to swear and be vicious every day. A village girl learns to play with a maid, and this maid is my niece. If you tell others about it, they will laugh their teeth off. And my grandma and grandpa said that my three brothers, Little Five, are destined to work, and my cousin is destined to study. Who decided the fate? So absolute, huh!"

Willow let out a cold air, and everyone present couldn't help but shudder.

The people in each room were shocked by what they heard. No one dared to challenge the authority of Old John, Mrs. Olive, and Jewel. Only Willow dared to do so. Some people gloated in their hearts. Some people sighed in their hearts, because this made Willow say what they dared not say. Some people were indifferent and turned a blind eye to the matter.

Old John looked at Mrs. Olive with resentment, then looked at Willow with resentment, then lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.