Uncle Qin was shocked.
'He was the family's only son. When has Mom ever laid a hand on me or even yelled at me?!'
"Mom..."
"Don't you dare call me Mom. I have no son like you!" Grandma Qin raged.
She pointed at Uncle Qin. "When Wang Guihong was alive, you did everything she said. You weren't a dutiful son to me, and you even helped her bully Ningning."
"Now she's dead, Landlord Du has taken Fang Mei, and you've got no one left to depend on. So now you know the way home."
"But I'm telling you, Qin Sheng, I will never forgive you for what you did to me and Ningning! Not even on my deathbed!"
"If you ever dare come back to this village to harass or bully Ningning again, don't you think for a second I'm just a helpless old woman. I still remember how to butcher a pig. If you don't want me to slice you up piece by piece, then get out!"
Qin Sheng was scared to death.
His father had died young, and his mother had raised him all by herself by working as a pig butcher.
