Transmigration: From Dragon Princess To Pampered Granddaughter-Chapter 56 - Who’s the Old Witch

56: Chapter 56 Who’s the Old Witch

56 -56 Who’s the Old Witch

He was the backbone of the Chen family; he usually kept his opinions to himself on trivial matters, especially those involving women and children.

However, when he did voice out, his words were like nails hammered into a board — no one in the family dared to challenge his authority.

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So, both his daughters-in-law obediently shut their mouths.

Li Chunhua lowered her gaze even more, knowing that her father-in-law was addressing her directly.

Old man Chen did not even look at her.

He just set his somber eyes on his third son and said, “Your mother is right, it’s your own fault that your child doesn’t show you any affection.

If you want Guibao to show you more love, you have to take better care of her.”

Chen Jianye obediently nodded, “Understood, Dad.”

The rest of the dinner went by in relative tranquility.

However, as soon as they returned to their room and closed the door, Li Chunhua began to rant, “How dare that brat try to hit you today?

Why doesn’t God strike her dead with a bolt of lightning?”

Chen Jianye frowned at her words, “What are you blabbering about?

Even though we didn’t raise her at our side, Guibao is still our own flesh and blood.”

Li Chunhua gave a bitter smile, “While it’s true that I gave birth to her, she has never once called me “mom”.

She looks at me as if I were a stranger.

She is more attached to her older and second sisters-in-law than to her own mother.”

At her words, Chen Jianye recalled the look in his youngest daughter’s eyes when she looked at him, it was nothing like the adoration shown by his eldest daughter or his son.

Seeing him keep silent, Li Chunhua, as she stroked her belly, continued,

“Anyway, we can depend on Xiaobao and our little son for our old age.

Let’s just pretend we never had this daughter!

It’s just a pity that we won’t be able to receive her bride price.”

Despite her dislike for her youngest daughter, she had to admit that the girl was indeed very beautiful.

Just by virtue of her looks alone, they could demand a significant amount of money as a bride price when she got married, which could be used for her son’s own wedding expenses.

But Chen Jianye just couldn’t bring himself to disown his own daughter, so he waved his hand in frustration, “We didn’t raise her ourselves, it’s not our responsibility to worry about her marriage.”

His father, Chen Dazhu, had laid down his words today.

Li Chunhua pursed her lips and said, “I was just talking.”

She wasn’t stupid, after all.

*

The next day was a Monday, and there was a routine mass meeting at the commune.

After breakfast, Ma Xiulian had to fertilize their private land, so she sent her granddaughter and her sisters to the communal dam first.

As they were passing by their neighbor, the Song family, they saw old Lady Song beating Song An’an with a bamboo stick, “You good-for-nothing girl, you can’t even wash clothes properly, what use are you apart from eating and wasting food?!”

Song An’an’s small frame was shaking due to the beatings, yet she just gritted her teeth and quietly wept.

Because if she dared to cry out loud and attract attention, her grandma would beat her even more mercilessly.

Dani and her sisters watched with pity, “Poor Anan, her grandma always beats her.”

At the same time, they felt grateful that their own grandmother didn’t have such a cruel heart.

Even though their grandmother often yelled at them, she rarely laid a hand on them, let alone beat them as ruthlessly as this.

It was the first time that Helian Qiao had witnessed such brutal scene.

Also, her vision was good, so she could clearly see the overlapping red marks on Song An’an’s arm.

After a brief moment of shock, she made a tiny megaphone with her hand and shouted indignantly, “Hey, you old witch over there, stop hitting the child!”

Old Lady Song immediately twisted her head around, her eyes fierce, “You little brat!

Who are you calling an old witch?!”

Her face was naturally shrewish and harsh.

Adding to the murkiness of her eyes, she looked even more terrifying.

A glance from her was often enough to reduce children to tearful messes.