Disaster Apocalypse: Farming, Family, and My Hidden Secret Space-Chapter 103. Fully awake

This kick made Jin’er’s eyes sparkle. Such a solid table, split into pieces with one stomp, this strength...

She finally understood why she was so strong. It turns out, it wasn’t innate; the root was from her mother!

However, realizing this in such a situation made Jin’er a bit unhappy because her mother was angry.

The old woman from the Qi family was frightened, but she had to console her, hurriedly saying: "Xiu, Xiu, calm down, Mother didn’t mean it like that, nor would she dare to think that, it’s all the child’s nonsense, just talking crazy. Jin’er is my dear granddaughter, of course I would love her, I promise I would never target Jin’er, calm down, don’t be angry..."

But seeing her daughter’s mocking smile and the hand retreating to her back, she grew even more nervous, saying: "...Everything I said is true, if you don’t believe me, Mother can swear."

"Alright, then Mother, swear it. Swear that if you dare to target any of my children, let eldest brother, second brother, third brother, and Dabao all suffer, their guts pierced and belly rotten, struck down by lightning, a miserable death, Mother, would you dare?" Qi Xiu sneered coldly.

"Little sister, it’s just a child’s nonsense, you’re blowing this out of proportion, and even making Mother swear such a vicious oath. Little sister, you always say you’re filial, is this what filial piety looks like? It’s too vicious, isn’t it?" Upon hearing the request for such a nasty oath involving them, even though Qi Dabao’s uncle was a bit intimidated by his little sister’s current state, he still couldn’t help but step forward and scold her, trying to suppress her with talk of filial duty.

He was living well and didn’t want to be cursed to death.

Because her daughter and son were present, Qi Xiu was already trying hard to suppress her inner rage, not wanting her children to see her losing control.

But Qi Dabao’s uncle’s shameless words made Qi Xiu unable to restrain the anger in her chest any longer. She picked up the table leg she had kicked off and swung it towards Qi Dabao’s uncle.

In her fury, her combat power was overwhelming. Even though Qi Dabao’s uncle was a man, he couldn’t handle it. Not only did he fail to seize the wooden stick from Qi Xiu’s hand, but he was also kicked to the ground, greeted by a rain of blows from the stick, leaving only the instinct to cover his head as the cursing in his mouth fell silent in the face of his screams.

Seeing this pitiful sight, Jin’er clicked her tongue and watched with admiration. Her eyes were filled with a sparkling light.

"... Ha... Qi Dacai, you’re right, I am indeed a venomous person. Haven’t been beaten in a dozen years so your brain reverted, today I’ll let you taste just how venomous I am..." Qi Xiu said as she beat him, the stick in her hand swinging fast enough to leave afterimages, each strike landing where Qi Dabao’s uncle had the most flesh.

Initially arrogant, Qi Dabao was completely dumbfounded by his fierce aunt, shrinking tightly in his grandmother’s arms, terrified that he would be next.

Old Qi and the old woman were also very anxious internally, but when their eyes landed on the wooden stick in their daughter’s hand and recalling her frenzied state of recognizing no relatives, they dared not approach. She would hit them all the same.

Qi’s second and third uncles knew well, having personally experienced how formidable their little sister became when mad. They couldn’t defeat her, let alone now with the imposing Hua Chengtian watching them closely, they dared not act.

Only Dabao’s mother, not knowing the situation, seeing her man being beaten and screaming miserably, wanted to go up and help him, only to be kicked aside by Qi Xiu, leaving her unable to get up for quite a while.

"Dad, Mom..." Dabao’s mother looked at her parents-in-law for help.

Seeing his son beaten so miserably, could old Qi not feel pain?

Swallowing his fear, he took a few steps forward. "Xiu, your elder brother can’t speak, he deserved a beating, but you’ve already hit him, calm down a bit, you see..."

The words that followed were silenced by the icy gaze Qi Xiu cast upon him, causing old Qi to abruptly shut his mouth.

Just like that, after a while longer, with Qi Dabao’s uncle only left groaning in the snow, did Qi Xiu finally stop.

Venting her pent-up anger at least made her feel a bit relieved, otherwise, Qi Xiu feared she might get a knife from the ox-cart in uncontrollable rage.

Her habit was always to keep a knife in the cart or on her person when going out.

She cast a cold glance at the prone Qi Dabao’s uncle on the ground, then turned to her daughter, worried about maintaining her caring mother image. However, she breathed a sigh of relief seeing her daughter wasn’t as frightened as she had imagined, rather, the brilliance in her daughter’s eyes almost dazzled her.

That admiring gaze reassured Qi Xiu, bringing a genuine smile to her lips, thinking that the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.

"Mom, does your hand hurt?" Jin’er quickly came forward surrounding her mother, rubbing the wrist of the hand she had just used to hit with an expression full of concern.

"I’m fine." Qi Xiu smiled softly, then her expression turned cold as she looked at her family.

She said, "Don’t blame me for being harsh, as they say, ’you reap what you sow,’ you passed it on, can’t blame anyone else. Who told you to treat us so harshly back then? I thought since I hadn’t visited in a while, I’d come to see you, bring some food to replenish you and show some filial respect, but alas... Mom and Dad, you’ve disappointed me too much..."

The youngest brother watched his mother hit someone with starry-eyed admiration. At the mention of food, he deftly climbed onto the ox-cart, deliberately arranging the items they had brought one by one in front of the cart.

A basket of fresh vegetables, a bag of grain, some pastries, eggs, a piece of meat, a large piece of cloth.

Seeing these, apart from Qi Dabao’s uncle who lay groaning on the ground, even old Qi couldn’t help glancing at Qi Dabao who was cowering in the old woman’s embrace.

It was all this spoiled and unruly child’s fault. Were it not for him, they would have already unloaded these items from the cart.

With Qi Xiu’s furious state now, whether or not they could still unload these items was a question.

Seeing these things in the cart, the old woman felt a bit regretful about her previous careless remarks, knowing she had thoroughly offended her eldest daughter.

She hurriedly said, "Daughter, we didn’t expect Dabao to talk nonsense, please don’t be angry, if it’s not enough, just beat your elder brother again..."

Qi Dabao’s uncle, who had just sat up from the ground: "..."

Beating him in exchange for the items on the cart, to the old woman, was worth it.

Moreover, she noticed no strikes were to the head, and wearing thick winter clothing, a wooden stick to the body would only hurt for a while, and with these items, he could recover.

One has to say, the old woman’s way of thinking was truly unique.

"Mother, I’m not a child; whether some things are true or not, you and I know it well, forget it, what’s the use of saying these things to you? A married daughter is like spilled water, I, this outsider, haven’t even finished the work at home, what’s the sense in visiting my maternal family? As for filial piety, it’s not my place, a married daughter who’s like spilled water. In the future, take care of yourselves, anyway, you never treated me as a daughter, just as well you don’t have a daughter like me, don’t bother looking for me, even if something happens, don’t find me, I won’t recognize it." Qi Xiu sneered sarcastically.

Hadn’t she already given up hope on this family? As expected, a scar forgotten once it heals, thinking about Qi Dabao’s arrogance wasn’t so bad after all, at least it completely woke her up, no longer harboring any groundless ideas.

With this in mind, Qi Xiu wasn’t polite with her words.

She didn’t want to hear anything her parents said anymore, turning to Hua Chengtian she said, "Husband, let’s go home."

Saying this, she climbed onto the cart, putting back each item her youngest son had brought out.