The Blessed Beauty Returns with a Dimension

He Guixiang didn't believe it. She clearly saw five burlap sacks just now.

Each sack must have weighed at least 100 pounds, so five sacks would be 500 pounds, or at least 400 pounds. What could possibly be in them?

If it's not grain, then there's something wrong.

How could they disappear in the blink of an eye? Did Qin Ming secretly hide the grain while they weren't paying attention?

He Guixiang ran out directly, opening the doors of each room in the courtyard.

At last, she plopped down on the steps in the yard.

There really wasn't anything there.

The house was so small, there was absolutely no place to hide grain; the grain wasn't just a little bit.

"How can it be gone? How could it possibly be gone?"

He Guixiang muttered to herself.

Others laughed for a moment. This old lady really knows how to make a fuss. If they had believed her earlier,

who knows, tomorrow the whole factory might be spreading rumors that Qin Ming is an ungrateful wretch who would let his parents starve in a year of disaster after they raised him.

By then, the factory leaders might even investigate the matter, and who knows if Qin Ming would still have a job there.

Luckily, it was Qin Ming's sister-in-law who opened the door just in time for everyone to take a look. Otherwise, who knows what would have been spread through the grapevine.

Qin Ming and his wife could have been wronged to death.

With morally reprehensible character, the factory leaders would definitely be involved. Maybe they'd even fire the couple, and losing their job would be disastrous.

If they lost their iron rice bowl because of some fabricated comments from his parents, they wouldn't even have a place to explain.

After all, they're your parents. Are you going to eat them alive?

Many people sympathetically patted Qin Ming on the shoulder and left, thinking there wasn't much left to see. It was clear from one glance that his parents were troublemakers.

Qin Ming stood there, shocked, with his mouth agape, unable to react for a long time. To others, his expression seemed like he was heartbroken by his parents.

The courtyard was silent as everyone left, leaving only five people standing there.

Jiang Yue, holding her child, quietly walked over to Qin Ming and nudged him.

She was equally shocked. Up until now, she still hadn't figured out how the grain in the house had disappeared.

Although others didn't know, she herself was sure; she and Qin Ming had moved the grain there, and it had been piled there all along.

The moment her sister rushed in, she thought to herself that it was all over.

Her sister wasn't a reckless person—why would she do something like this?

If others saw the grain piled inside, they would be unable to explain it away, no matter how they tried.

It wasn't what anyone expected to be the final outcome.

"Big brother, you and your wife really are calculated, treating your parents this way. Can you live with your conscience?"

Qin Dazhi concluded in his mind that his son had played a trick, creating an illusion to let his wife think there was grain.

Although the old lady was the head of the Women's Federation, she was uneducated and narrow-minded.

In the village, she had backing, and those women—who could argue with her?

She naturally felt she was capable, but here in the city, compared with her son and daughter-in-law, it was a stark contrast.

Her son had gotten wise, crafty enough to set them up.

Qin Ming awkwardly remained silent, wanting to explain; he also had no idea how things had turned out this way, like ghostly happenings in broad daylight. But what could he say?

His father's gaze showed he thought it was his mischief, and not even the Yellow River could wash him clean now.

Today's events were suspicious at every turn.

"Big brother, is this how you treat your parents? Where did we wrong you to make you harm us this way? Tell me clearly, where did those bags of grain go? I saw them clearly myself just now, stacked with four or five bags inside. Where did the sacks go?

Is it your wife's doing again?

I told you not to marry this woman, but you insisted, and ever since you married her, nothing goes right in the family. The once good home has been torn apart by this woman. My good son, now turned into this."

He Guixiang was truly anxious, with such a small amount of grain, it wouldn't be enough for them to take back.

Moreover, the situation had escalated to this point; if they took even a grain from the eldest son's house, people outside would surely gossip endlessly.

Though she could throw all caution to the wind and take the grain without caring about her reputation, what good would these dozens of pounds do her?

With a large family to feed, it would only last half a month, and their mouths would still be agape.

In the end, their couple was left with no good outcome.

What was this all about?

"Mom, there really wasn't any grain! You misjudged. And what does this have to do with Jiang Yue? If it weren't for Jiang Yue, could I work at the county power plant? Stop blaming my wife for everything. Besides, how am I ungrateful? When we split the family, I gave you a thousand yuan for your pension.

We are now deeply in debt, yet you still speak like this. What do you want me to do? Should I divorce Jiang Yue and work myself to the bone to pay back this thousand yuan?

Do you think that would make you feel justified and the family proud? Do you expect me to work for the family my whole life as if I'm the eldest son? Am I not allowed to have my own family, wife, and children?"

Qin Ming questioned from the depths of his conscience.

He Guixiang paused; this son of hers was truly unyielding. In the past, if she had said such things, the son would surely apologize meekly, but now, he even dares to speak loudly to her.

Just as she was about to sit on the ground, Jiang Xiaoxiao suddenly grabbed her collar, startling her.

"What do you want to do?"

"If you want to cause a scene, do it outside. As elders, you should act like one. Do you think crying your eyes out now will make outsiders believe you're being wronged? If not, go ahead and make a scene.

I'm not buying it. Ruining good days like this, I really doubt if my brother-in-law is your biological son."

Jiang Xiaoxiao's words infuriated He Guixiang.

She jumped up quickly.

"It's you! It's all because of you, causing trouble. What does this have to do with you? Why do you keep meddling in the affairs here? You are just a sister-in-law; why do you spend all your time at your brother-in-law's house? Who do you think you are? People would think you sisters..."

"Slap"

Jiang Xiaoxiao didn't hesitate and slapped her hard.

This He Guixiang was exactly the type to cause trouble with her malicious tongue. How could she speak about her son, daughter-in-law, and sister-in-law like this?

This was a deliberate attempt to ruin their lives. If these words got out, how would people perceive them?

Didn't she know that rumors could drive people to desperation?

What kind of mother speaks like this?

Jiang Xiaoxiao was truly infuriated. In her past life, her sister was likely driven to death by her mother-in-law's words.

Who knows what other venomous things her mother-in-law had said in the past life?