Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability Chapter 120 - Only Thought of Herself

Chapter 120: Only Thought of Herself

w.a.n.g Xing’er did not feel that she had done anything wrong. Instead, she spoke spitefully while looking in the direction of the village.

“Father, Mother, go back to the straw shed in your village first. I’ll be back soon.”

With that, she ran towards the big mountain.

“Xing’er, Xing’er, come back… Ahem, ahem.”

The old woman could not get her daughter’s attention and could only watch as she ran away.

“Sigh, this is a family misfortune.”

w.a.n.g Xing’er’s father sighed as he watched his daughter leave.

“Father, don’t say that. She is only doing this for our family’s sake,” his daughter-in-law placated.

The old man looked deeply into his daughter-in-law’s eyes but did not say what was on his mind.

He knew his daughter was not doing this for their sake. She clearly did not wish to live in the straw shed with many others who had the epidemic disease. That was why she wanted to bring them to her in-laws’ house.

But she should have known that her in-laws were not fools.

It would be a fatal mistake if they allowed her to bring people with the epidemic disease into the village to stay. Many people in their own village had already died from the disease.

“Let’s go. Let’s leave first. If she wants to come back, she can come back. If she doesn’t, then forget it.”

Shaking his head, he was helped back to his village by his son.

…

“Hmph, your wife is too inconsiderate.” w.a.n.g Xing’er’s in-laws had already closed the door and were chatting in the main hall.

“Father, Xing’er is actually… Sigh, even I don’t know what to say about her.”

The young man, who was criticized, sighed softly and turned his head away without saying anything.

What else can I do? She is my wife and the mother of my children. Although she is too vicious this time, I can’t ignore her, right?

“Why don’t we set up a straw shed at the village entrance and let Xing’er and her family stay there?” he suggested.

“Shut up!”

The old woman, w.a.n.g Xing’er’s grandmother-in-law, slammed the table and looked at her grandson angrily.

“Do you think there’s not enough going on? Did your wife ever think about you or your children when she brought her family over?”

“She—”

“She only thought of herself!” the old woman snapped, not giving him a chance to speak.

“Your mother has been the one doing all the ch.o.r.es. I asked your wife to do a little, but she dared to shout at me. What about you? Do you think it’s right for your mother to serve your wife every day?

“We won’t talk about that, but this right now is an epidemic! Is that a joke?

“Let me tell you this. I have no objections if you want to go through thick and thin with your wife. However, let’s make one thing clear. If you leave this house today, don’t ever come back. I don’t have a grandson like you in my family!”

The young man looked up at her in shock. “Grandmother!”

What are you saying? Is it wrong for me to feel sorry for my wife?

“Don’t call me that! I don’t have a grandson like you!”