CHAPTER 58: CHAPTER 58: VENOMOUS TONGUE MAKES PEOPLE SPIT BLOOD

Yang Chuxia started with curses and a tough and arrogant attitude, which shocked Ms. Hua Junior. She had already heard that this girl had become fierce, and it seemed to be true.

"You uncultured thing, cursing as soon as you open your mouth. Did you wash your mouth out this morning? Get lost! I’m going to talk to your grandma." Ms. Hua Junior then yelled loudly into the Yang Family’s yard, "Auntie, auntie, you have to stand up for your niece! Look at how this little bitch beat up your two great-nephews."

As for Ms. Hua Junior’s words, Yang Chuxia sneered. Curses? Damn, she had trained among a group of men since she was young; this was child’s play to her.

But even if the facts were true, when was it this vicious woman’s turn to speak?

"Ptui! Look at you with your husband-killing and son-killing face, talking about manners! You want to find my grandma? Go ahead! She’s waiting for you underground. Want me to send you off?"

Those who had followed Ms. Hua Junior to watch the commotion burst into laughter upon hearing this.

"You little bitch, I’ll beat you to death!" Ms. Hua Junior was blocked outside and couldn’t enter the Yang family’s yard. She was furious at Yang Chuxia’s insults and raised her hand to hit her.

Ms. Wang, who had heard the noise and came out from the yard, wanted to grab Ms. Hua Junior’s hand. However, she was a step too slow because Yang Chuxia was prepared and placed the iron shovel in front of her face.

"No wonder, both you and your aunt, always cursing as soon as you speak. Are all the women in the Hua Family like this?" Yang Chuxia gave Ms. Hua Junior a contemptuous look and continued, "You think you can hit me? Your two sons are no match for me."

"Get lost quickly, look at your widow-like face, it’s full of bad luck. Don’t bring bad luck to my house by occupying our land." Yang Chuxia said, pushing Ms. Hua Junior’s arm with the iron shovel in her hand.

As she pushed Ms. Hua Junior away, the latter had to step back.

Yang Chuxia didn’t give her a chance to speak, her mouth rattling like a machine gun, saying, "You know, you have terrible luck. People say Brother An harms his father and mother, but I found out that it’s you who brings the bad luck. I guess all the daughters of the Hua Family have this fate. Otherwise, why are they all widows? Marrying one after another, not only do they not bring fortune to their husbands, but they also bring disasters. Brother An and his father were fine for so many years, but as soon as you came, things went wrong. And Brother An is your stepson, but as soon as you arrived, he went downhill. So, you husband-killing and son-killing widow, get out of my house now! You bring nothing but bad luck! If you don’t leave, I’ll beat you to death!"

Yang Chuxia spoke quickly and venomously, not only pulling both Old Lady Hua and Ms. Hua Junior into the mess but also dragging their family name into it. Old Lady Hua got hit by the collateral damage, and though she hadn’t said a word, she spit up blood on the spot.

Yang Chuxia looked back at Old Lady Hua coldly and shrugged at Ms. Hua Junior, saying, "See, I told you, you have a jinxed life. My great-grandmother was perfectly fine at home until you came—then she started spitting up blood."

Hearing the words, Old Lady Hua spit up another mouthful of blood, and then she fainted with a thud. Ms. Liu and the others behind her immediately started yelling and calling for a doctor.

Just before she passed out, Old Lady Hua desperately wanted to yell, ’It’s this Yang Chuxia who angered me, not my good niece.’