Transmigrated as a Peasant Girl with Prophetic Dreams: Using My Space to Become the Richest Person - Chapter 10

Chapter 10: Separate the Family, or Die Trying

The members of the main Yang house were shouting themselves hoarse, insisting that Yang Xue had been the one to strike her elders first. But among the gathered villagers, not a single soul believed them.

Even those who usually looked down on Yang San for being a “spineless pushover” couldn’t stand the cruelty of the main house. The crowd erupted in criticism.

“Old Man Yang, aren’t you afraid of being struck by lightning for treating your own son’s family like this?”

“They are your own flesh and blood. Why drive them to a dead end?”

“Exactly! Every day it’s ‘money-loser’ and ‘wrench’ that. If it weren’t for these girls, who would be doing all the heavy lifting in your house?”

The barrage of rebukes left the main Yang family red-faced with fury. Their lungs felt like they were about to burst from indignation. Wang Dani was so enraged she reached out to grab Yang Xue’s shoulder. “You piece of trash, get up! Stop pretending! I’ll beat the life out of you!”

“Grandma, don’t hit the Second Sister! Don’t hit her!” Yang Yu shielded Yang Xue, crying as if her heart were breaking.

“Old Man Yang, control your old woman! Are you really trying to commit murder in broad daylight?” a neighbor shouted.

Old Man Yang finally realized that Wang Dani hadn’t been lying yesterday—Yang Xue really had hit her. He hadn’t known that this granddaughter, who was usually so submissive, possessed such a calculating mind. He had truly underestimated this “lowly girl.”

“Everyone, don’t be fooled by her! Her grandmother and I didn’t touch her! It was this girl who beat her uncle and her grandmother!”

“Pfft—Old Man Yang, does your conscience not ache saying that? We have eyes. We believe what we see!”

“All we see is how you mistreat San’er’s family.”

“That’s right! Just a few days ago, Xue’er was beaten by Wang Dani and nearly drowned in the river. Now that she survived, you want to frame her for ‘hitting elders’ just to finish the job?”

At that moment, Yang Xue’s weak voice drifted from the ground: “Grandpa… Grandma… I beg you… please let me go. I don’t want to die…”

As she spoke, she secretly squeezed Yang Yu’s hand. Yang Yu wailed even louder: “Waaaah! Second Sister, I won’t let you die! You didn’t hit anyone! It’s Grandpa and Grandma who hit us! Grandpa, Grandma, please don’t kill the Second Sister, okay?”

Old Man Yang, who usually cared deeply about his public image, was so livid he couldn’t keep up the act. “Bullshit! You little brat, if you dare keep lying, believe it or not, I’ll finish you off right now!”

“Grandpa… sob…”

“Yang San! Qian Yue’e! Is this how you teach your children? Control them this instant!”

Qian Yue’e remained still, held back by Yang Shuang. Yang San kept his head low. He muttered something, but his voice was so soft no one could hear it. Old Man Yang narrowed his eyes, glaring at him. “San’er, what did you say? Say it again!”

Yang San clenched his fists. Finally, he summoned the courage to look up. “Father… Xue’er did not hit her elders.”

After speaking, he immediately dropped his head again, not daring to meet his father’s gaze. Yang Shuang had been terrified her father would blurt out the truth, and she let out a long sigh of relief. She didn’t expect her parents to lead a revolution; as long as they cooperated slightly and didn’t pull Yang Xue down, it was enough. It seemed they weren’t beyond saving.

“You unfilial son! I’ll kill you!” Old Man Yang was incredulous. He snatched the whip from Wang Dani’s hand and raised it toward Yang San.

Just then, a commanding voice boomed: “Old Man Yang, who exactly are you trying to kill?”

The whip froze mid-air. The Village Chief walked into the courtyard.

“Chief, this is a family matter. Are you planning to interfere in my household affairs now? You’re overstepping.”

The Chief snorted coldly. “I don’t care about your family business, but if it involves taking a life, I must care.”

Yang Yu lunged at the Chief. “Uncle Chief, save us! Grandpa and Grandma want to beat the Second Sister to death!”

The Chief looked at the “fragile” Yang Xue on the ground and then at the elders with deep disapproval. “Old Man Yang, you’ve gone too far.”

The Yang family tried to repeat their story about Yang Xue attacking them. The Chief simply looked at them as if they were idiots. The feeling of being honest but having no one believe them nearly made the main Yang family spit blood.

“Enough! Get Xue’er into the house to rest. Old Man Yang, take some money and fetch the doctor for her.”

Wang Dani exploded. She had been the one whipped by that brat, and now she had to pay for the brat’s doctor? She’d be crazy to part with a single copper. “Why should I? She has a cheap life; it wouldn’t be a loss if she died. If you want us to pay for a doctor, forget it!”

The Chief was reaching his limit. In his years as Chief, he hated dealing with shameless people like Wang Dani the most.

Yang Xue looked weakly at her parents. “Dad… Mom…”

Yang San and Qian Yue’e knew she was acting, but the injuries on her body from Wang Dani’s previous assault were very real. Hearing Wang Dani’s callous words and seeing Yang Xue’s expectant gaze, Yang San made his choice. He reached out and grasped his wife’s hand.

“Father, Mother… since we are so unimportant to you, let’s separate the family.”

He turned to the Chief. “Chief, we want to separate. Please, stand as our witness.”

The main Yang family was stunned. They never expected the cowardly Yang San to demand a separation. Wang Dani immediately began her tirade. “Separate? You dare mention separation? You think your wings are strong enough? Fine! All of you get out! I want to see how you survive for even a day without the Yang house!”

Yang San looked at them calmly, though only Qian Yue’e could feel how much his hand was shaking. She squeezed back, giving him a steady, determined look.

“Father, Mother,” Yang San said, “we wanted to prepare for the flood, but you wouldn’t allow it. Now you’ve beaten Xue’er like this and refuse to care for her. In that case, just let our branch go.”

Old Man Yang had no intention of letting them go. Yang San’s family provided the bulk of the manual labor. If they left, who would do the work?

“San’er, stop talking nonsense,” Old Man Yang said, his voice laced with threat. “Apologize to me and your mother right now, and we’ll pretend you never said it.”

Yang San took a deep breath. “Father, Mother. We are separating.”

Old Man Yang’s gaze turned icy. “San’er, I’ll give you one last chance. Admit you’re wrong, and we won’t hold it against you.”

At that moment, Yang Yu and Yang Tian grabbed their father’s clothes. “Dad, let’s separate! We want to leave! We don’t want to be beaten to death by Grandpa and Grandma!”

Yang San patted their heads, looked at his father, and spoke with finality: “Father, we are separating.”