Reborn as a Superpower Girl in the 80s-Chapter 772 Settlement

Luo Daoren said with a sneering laugh, "It was hard enough that because my cousin had the capability and good luck to find a job and stand on his feet in the city, your precious stepwife had the gall to come knocking for two-thirds of his salary."

"Thankfully, some kind-hearted folks at the factory stepped in, and he was able to keep half of his wages. Only then could he save enough money to get married."

After taking a few sips of water from the kettle that Luo Qiao handed him, Luo Daoren continued, "But that still wasn’t enough for you. Especially after my cousin’s wife’s family ran into trouble, you ruthlessly cut ties with my cousin."

"Sure, you stopped taking his salary after disowning him, but that’s because you two with black hearts forced them to cough up five hundred yuan for ’pension money.’"

"Do you know how many years they had to tighten their belts to pay off that five hundred yuan? They lived in such hardship, while you enjoyed their money lavishly. You really know how to scheme."

Old Master Zeng now was pale as a ghost, wishing he could find a hole to crawl into. Everyone in the village knew about the disowning, but nobody heard a whisper about the five hundred yuan for ’pension money.’ Now that it had been aired out, he was utterly ashamed.

Watching Old Master Zeng’s guilty demeanor, Luo Daoren said, "Since you celebrated the beginning of the month, don’t blame me for celebrating the full moon. I came here today to seek justice for my nieces and nephews. If you hadn’t been so insatiably greedy, we wouldn’t be here."

The village erupted in a commotion; they hadn’t expected Old Zeng to be so shameless—spending his deceased wife’s ex-husband’s money and abusing her son while favoring his stepchildren over his own flesh and blood.

What kind of behavior was this?

The clan head also felt incredibly disgraced, never expecting a member like Zeng Sanquan to bring such shame, tarnishing the Zeng family ancestors and the clan’s name.

He stepped forward and said, "Let’s discuss this indoors; please take a seat. We’re all advanced in years, and can’t handle standing for so long."

Luo Qiao approached her grandfather, "Grandfather, let’s sit down in the courtyard and settle accounts in front of the village—it’s better that way."

The Zeng family’s eldest grandson, along with a few siblings, tried to stop them. Luo Qiao was sick of these shameless people, guessing the grandson was cut from the same cloth as his greed-crazed grandmother.

So, before they could make a move, she kicked out a foot, holding back her strength, yet still the person was sent flying several meters.

That kick stunned everyone present.

Luo Qiao said, "You really have no self-awareness. Any other branch of the Zeng family could stand up and intervene, but not you. You don’t have a penny of relation to my great uncle. With what confidence are you spending the Luo family’s money?"

This statement left the members of the second branch red-faced with shame and seething with anger, eyes filled with enough malice to kill.

Only then did Luo Wensheng, standing beside Luo Qiao realize that his grandniece wasn’t just boasting earlier. He had just whispered to her that those were people from the second branch, and now, his grandniece had kicked one of them.

The clan head also gave a warning look to the people of the second branch, and they finally settled down.

At this moment, someone reminded the Zeng family’s eldest grandson, still lying on the ground in pain, "Big Brother, since they know about what grandma, dad, mom, fourth uncle, and fourth aunt did, where are they? They’ve all come to make trouble, so why haven’t grandma and the others returned?"

The Zeng family’s eldest grandson started feeling that something was off—his parents and uncles hadn’t come back yet. A sudden fright gripped his heart; he wondered if something had happened.

Bearing the pain, he got up and took a few steps forward but, seeing Luo Qiao’s murderous gaze, he was too scared to advance any further.

He had to call out from a distance, "You all come to the village causing a commotion, so where are my grandma and my parents, fourth uncle, and fourth aunt?"

Luo Siyuan sneered, "Why should we tell you?"

Luo Daoren didn’t wish to stay any longer and looked at Old Master Zeng, "Now my cousin is gone, and you’re still bullying his doorstep. You know exactly how much money you took from him before."

"I won’t count the money he earned from odd jobs, just from his time at the factory. You took a total of twelve hundred yuan from his hands, plus the five hundred yuan ’pension money.’ Doesn’t that money burn your hands when you spend it?"

"Not to mention the money that my second uncle left behind. Shall I mention an amount?"

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