After Becoming the Villain Mother-in-Law, I Launch My Redemption Arc Chapter 153: Bewitched and Confused

Ju Xiang’s tears pained ng Qingshan terribly.

He comforted Ju Xiang softly, wrapping an arm around her shoulder right in front of ng Zhu.

Then, his eyes bulged like copper bells, looking as if he could eat ng Zhu alive.

"If you care so much about your mom, why don’t you use your own silver to pay her fine silver?" ng Qingshan shouted at ng Zhu.

ng Zhu sneered, "Who ever said ’A daughter married is water poured’? And who, year after year, tries every tactic to make hand over silver from our family? Helping out my own family occasionally can’t be faulted, but is this occasional? Moreover, do I need to repeat why my mother needs to pay the fine silver? If you all treated well, I could be a willing fool. Have you treated well?"

You think you can pressure into giving silver? No way.

Besides, the family wealth was built through hard work and cannot be irresponsibly squandered.

ng Zhu was very agitated, and ng Yao gently tried to calm her down, telling her not to get worked up over such infuriating matters—it wasn’t worth it.

ng Zhu took a deep breath to steady herself and spoke calmly, "It’s not out of the question for to provide silver, but as she just admitted to coming into this house as a concubine, let’s have her sign a deed of sale. Then, when my mother returns, I won’t hold onto the deed of sale, and will give it to her. I’m sure my mother will be so grateful to know how devotedly she looks after my father."

ng Qingshan and Ju Xiang’s faces changed.

Would they want Sun Shi to return? Certainly not.

If Sun Shi returned and found out how ng Qingshan and Ju Xiang were entangled, would she spare them?

ng Qingshan was still Sun Shi’s husband. No matter the chaos, it wouldn’t uproot him. But would Ju Xiang fare as well?

Sun Shi isn’t foolish; could she figure out the details? At that point, Ju Xiang’s ’good days’ would be inescapable.

"Brother Shan..." Ju Xiang pitifully reached for ng Qingshan’s arm.

"A daughter married is water poured, my own business is none of your concern," ng Qingshan barked gruffly. "Get going, go on, the family doesn’t welco you here."

With that, he shoved ng Zhu out.

ng Zhu shook with anger, "Aren’t you afraid that the villagers will gossip about you?"

"Everyone lives their own life; good or bad, they know best themselves. What do I care what they say or do?" ng Qingshan retorted confidently.

He’s completely besotted, utterly bewitched.

With ng Qingshan being so shaless, there was nothing ng Zhu could do with him.

Ju Xiang’s eyes were smug; the old fool was easy to coax and would do anything as long as she fawned over him.

ng Zhu trembled with anger and ng Yao quickly reassured her.

ng Qingshan and Ju Xiang had clearly decided to be shaless, and open confrontation with them was truly ineffective.

ng Yao supported ng Zhu as they prepared to leave.

The eastern wing door suddenly burst open, and a burly young man ca out howling.

"Mother, wife, I want a wife."

After speaking, he stared directly at ng Yao, drool dripping from his mouth.

It was apparent he was not of sound mind.

Ju Xiang quickly tried to soothe him, "Be good and go back to your room. In a couple of days, mom will definitely bring you a wife. This one’s not a wife; you got it wrong."

The fool swatted Ju Xiang away, pointing at ng Yao, "I want her."

Ju Xiang grew annoyed, knowing about ng Yao; her eldest son wasn’t much younger than her own son—a woman that age was old enough to be his mother.

How could she be a match for her son?

"Listen to mother. Mother will find you a pretty young girl you can do whatever you want with," Ju Xiang coaxed the fool.

ng Qingshan looked unperturbed, appearing used to the fool’s behavior.

ng Yao and ng Zhu found it utterly repugnant, but what could they argue with a fool who wasn’t sane?

"Let’s go, Ah Yao, I’m hungry," ng Zhu said.

ng Yao nodded slightly, ignoring the fool, and steered ng Zhu away.

No one expected that as soon as they started leaving, the fool lunged forward, reaching out, clearly intending to grab ng Yao.

ng Yao could dodge, but with ng Zhu standing beside her, if she ducked, the fool would undoubtedly topple ng Zhu. If she pulled ng Zhu to avoid it, she feared the sudden movent would jostle ng Zhu.

So she faced him head-on.

No need for courtesy or fairness with a fool.

ng Yao kicked hard, square into the fool’s stomach, knocking him several steps back, then he collapsed to the ground. ng Yao didn’t restrain her strength; the fool wailed in pain.

"Mother, it hurts, it hurts." The fool clutched his stomach, writhing on the ground.

Ju Xiang frantically cradled the fool, "Oh my son, don’t scare mom! Where does it hurt? Where does it hurt?"

ng Yao snorted coldly, "Next ti it won’t just be a kick."

With that, she led ng Zhu away.

Ju Xiang wanted to argue with ng Yao, but knowing her son’s strength — even two or three grown n couldn’t usually restrain him — yet ng Yao had knocked him down with a single kick, clearly showed ng Yao was not to be trifled with.

"Brother Shan, why are you still standing here? Get the doctor fast! Zhu Zi ans the world to . If anything happens to him, I can’t go on living," Ju Xiang cried to ng Qingshan, weeping piteously.

Though ng Qingshan didn’t care for Ju Xiang’s big brute of a son, he doted on Ju Xiang.

For the sake of Ju Xiang, he had to take care of this fool.

"Don’t worry, let’s get Zhu Zi back inside first." ng Qingshan promptly said.

Pillar was a hefty fellow, and ng Qingshan, just a frail old man, struggled but eventually managed to help bring him inside.

Prompted by Ju Xiang to fetch the doctor, ng Qingshan dared not delay.

On their way ho, ng Yao finally managed to soothe ng Zhu until her mood improved a bit.

ng Zhu fud, "He’ll regret it eventually."

Ju Xiang was still quite attractive, while ng Qingshan was just an old geezer.

Does she genuinely love him, cling to him? It’s not like she’s after his silver, is it?

Borrowing a famous catchphrase: You’re not after his money, not his house, so you’re after his age? After the fact he doesn’t bathe?

Surely he’ll regret it later?

"If he wants to make a fuss, let him. Just don’t bring it to you. Frankly, should anything really happen, just make sure he has enough to eat, don’t let him starve," ng Yao said.

"Utterly vexing," ng Zhu still felt a heavy weight in her heart.

They had been delayed for quite so ti at the ng family, and ran into Zhao Xiaohua and Wen Nuan out looking for them on the way back.

"Mom, sister-in-law had the al ready for a while now!" Zhao Xiaohua said. "You two aren’t children anymore, how co you still make people so worried?"

"Weren’t we on our way back?" ng Yao chuckled, "Just strolling around the village. What could actually happen?"

"I was worried, alright!" Zhao Xiaohua pouted.

"It won’t happen again," ng Yao quickly promised.

At ho, Song Xiu’er had already set the table, waiting for ng Yao and ng Zhu.

"In future situations like this, just go ahead and eat, leave so for us. No need to wait until we’re back," ng Yao said a bit sheepishly. Even though they were elders, having everyone wait around didn’t feel right.