Farming in the Mountains: Max Level Jiaojiao Is Three Years Old Chapter 917: How Dare You!

Chapter 917: How Dare You!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation   Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“You relied on the Xue family once we started earning even a little bit of money. You were always freeloading off of us. We treated you well because we were family! You don’t know who is who in this family, all you care about is getting a grandson that you used Daxi’s money to buy a concubine. Shouldn’t you all be ashamed of yourselves? Who would use his wife’s money to buy a concubine? Any man who is slightly useful would never use a single cent from his wife! I think your son is useless! How dare you blame it all on her! At this point, everyone in the surrounding villages knows about what you did. You should be ashamed of yourself!”

Du Shanqiang was so embarra.s.sed that he wished there was a hole in the ground for him to crawl into.

Jiang Yue and Xue Yan just continued to eat the dried persimmon cake in small bites while quietly looking at the scene. Xue Wen, who always felt that he was confident, was actually quite eloquent.

Moreover, their grandfather had been silent all this while. He just hugged the two of them and would not be swayed.

Then the two of them only needed to watch the show.

“Interesting,” Xue Wen continued, “No matter how bad our reputation is, we’re still a hundred times better than you! Do you even care about her? I think you should go out and take a look. I think your eyes are covered in sh*t. You’re the one who’s shameless, stop victim blaming!’

“You!” Finally, Grandpa Du was finally agitated by the jabs. This family was being too outrageous. Even the younger generation dared to behave atrociously in front of him!

Grandma Du was also so angry that her body was trembling.

“Father, Mother, let’s go.” Du Shanqiang was too embarra.s.sed to stare at the people who were looking. He wanted to drag his parents away.

“You’re all tras.h.!.+” Grandpa Du immediately cursed. “If you were a little useful, we wouldn’t have to suffer like this here!”

“That’s right!” Grandma Du immediately agreed.

“If you want to argue, go back to your own house. We still have things to do at home.” Xue Wen said.

“Look at him, he’s your eldest grandson for goodness sake!” Grandpa Du looked at Xue Da and pointed at Xue Wen. His fingers kept shaking. It was obvious that he was very angry.

He even acted like he was an elder.

Seeing that Xue Da still didn’t speak and only cared about hugging Jiang Yue and Xue Yan in his arms and looking down kindly, Grandpa Du became furious. Finally, he didn’t say anything and said loudly, “Don’t forget that your dowry is still in our house!”

Seeing that Grandpa Du had given up, Xue Darong also said, “Xue Wen, call everyone in the village over to take a look. They are not afraid of embarra.s.sing themselves, and neither are we.’

“Okay.” Xue Wen immediately left.

Jiang Yue and Xue Yan both looked at their uncle in surprise.

“You!” Grandpa Du panicked, but then he stubbornly held on.

“D-dear!” Grandma Du was also panicking, and she was still tugging at Grandpa Du’s clothes.

“What are you panicking for!” Grandpa Du immediately shouted. “Daxi is our son’s daughter-in-law! If our son doesn’t divorce her, she will always be a member of our family!’

He spoke with very little confidence. He took advantage of his seniority and said, “Now that things have already come to this. Before anyone comes to see, as long as you let this matter pa.s.s, Shanqiang can go to work in the shop again, I’ll let all of this slide!”

At this moment, Jiang Yue, who was eating the dried persimmon cake bit by bit, opened her mouth. She looked up and said to their grandfather, who was hugging her and Xue Yan, “Grandfather, he just wants his son to go back to work in the shop.”

“Of course,” Xue Da smiled and rubbed her little head before smiling at Grandpa Du, “Is our house a place where people can cause trouble just because they want to? Daxi is already dead.”

Grandpa Du opened his mouth and couldn’t speak for a long time. This….