Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 148: Return to the Rightful Owner!_1

Chapter 148: Chapter 148: Return to the Rightful Owner!_1

Song Yunuan looked at Third Child Xia, who was earnest in his demeanor, and said, "Just now you wanted to be my grandma’s son, which is both wrong and shameless. You need to apologize to my grandma."

Over there, Xia Guilan and Zhu Feng whispered to each other.

Old Mrs. Song heard it too.

She thought to herself, this Little Nuan really knows how to insult someone harshly.

Suddenly, she found the fried cakes no longer appetizing.

Why did she even bother listening to this?

Third Child Xia immediately replied, "You little girl, when did I say I wanted to be your grandma’s son? Wouldn’t that mess up the generations?"

The onlookers burst into laughter.

"Didn’t you just say my grandma could be your second brother’s mother?" Song Yunuan paused, feigning confusion, "Aren’t you and your second brother siblings? If grandma is a mother to your second brother, doesn’t that mean she’s also a mother to you?"

"Your words are incorrect. You apologize first, then I’ll explain to you."

Third Child Xia frowned, feeling that something was off.

Not wanting to stay any longer, he said, "Sorry, I shouldn’t have spoken like that."

Song Yunuan clapped her hands, "You’re quite smart, knowing to correct your mistake. Now let me tell you what the heirloom is that my grandma took from your Old Xia’s house."

Then Song Yunuan pulled Xia Xinshan over, blinked her eyes, and said with deliberate pride, "This is the heirloom, brought out by my grandma from your Old Xia’s family."

Third Child Xia’s face changed immediately, "Nonsense, how can this be an heirloom?"

Song Yunuan’s face also changed, "Elders and folks of Willow Tree Village, we don’t favor boys over girls, but can you say that my eldest uncle isn’t a treasure who carries on the bloodline of the Xia family?"

The villagers liked to watch the commotion.

After all, the head of the family had not sent them away.

If Third Child Xia had brought a group of people, perhaps they wouldn’t have dared to make a sound, for he clearly had the air of a high-ranking official about him.

But now they knew he was actually the brother of that man who was ahead of Big Shot Xia’s wife.

Oh, that relationship sounded rather uncomfortable.

And besides, he was alone.

So, one by one, they agreed, "Little Nuan is right, that’s exactly the reason."

"Yes, yes, Big Shot Xia’s granddaughter is correct."

Big Shot Xia was the man whom Zhu Feng later married.

Third Child Xia was so angry his face turned livid, "That doesn’t count, you little brat, step aside. Zhu Feng, hurry up and return my family’s things, or see you in court."

Song Yunuan whispered a few words to Xia Xinshan.

Following that, Xia Xinshan went to the storeroom.

Xia Guilan knew what was about to happen.

She said, "Although I was young when I left my old home, I remember a lot of things, and I’ve also heard my mother talk about it. Back in the day, the Xia family was so poor it jingled, living in three thatched huts that nearly fell apart with every gust of wind.

There was nothing valuable in the house, and if he insists there was, then we’ll have to settle it in court or report it to the police. My mother, my elder brother, and I are not afraid.

This person, I don’t know who stirred him up, we haven’t been in contact for decades, and today he suddenly comes looking for a family heirloom, it’s just ridiculous, a laughingstock. Let’s invite him inside to ask what’s going on, so as not to delay everyone’s time, you all go about your business."

Xia Guilan grew up in this village and is hardworking and capable, so everyone has a very good impression of her, and she’s also quite spunky, especially since her brother and old mother are quite soft-spoken.

But then again, Xia Guilan’s character has been influenced by Big Shot Xia.

Big Shot Xia often took her to fight with the kids in the village.

After all, no one dared to bully her.

Hearing Xia Guilan say so, the people of Willow Tree Village felt embarrassed to be spectating and dispersed.

Song Liang stepped forward and grabbed Third Child Xia.

A smile was on his face, but his words were squeezed through clenched teeth, "Want the family heirloom, do you? Aren’t you afraid of it being stolen in broad daylight, you fool!"

So, the confused Third Child Xia was dragged into the house by Song Liang.

At that moment, Xia Xinshan also walked in, carrying a wooden chest.

Old Mrs. Song thought to herself, does the late Big Shot Xia know about this?

If he knew, wouldn’t he find it ominous?

And Big Shot Xia died so early, did it have anything to do with this?

Giving her in-laws a meaningful glance, Zhu Feng knew what she was thinking.

She didn’t want such a misunderstanding to affect her daughter.

So she pulled Old Mrs. Song aside and whispered, "I took this initially as a precaution in case that woman came back to harm us someday, so we could use it to fend her off. When I married Big Shot Xia, I told him about it, and he didn’t care at all. But after marrying him, it was always kept in the Taoist temple. After the temple disbanded, it was not until last year that I took it back."

Old Mrs. Song then remembered, Big Shot Xia had poor health, having suffered from tuberculosis in his early years, barely surviving. Everyone said he wouldn’t live past forty, otherwise, he wouldn’t have remained a bachelor for so long.

But he lived until sixty-five, had children, and was well cared for, everyone said he was lucky.

So, it’s hard to say anything about that object.

Having been dragged into the house, Third Child Xia heard Zhu Feng say, "You want the family heirloom, right? I really brought two. In fact, I wanted to hand them over to your second brother myself one day. Are you sure you want to take them away?"

For some reason, Third Child Xia suddenly felt a cold sweat on his back.

Several people inside the room were looking at him with unfriendly eyes.

He dared not be too mouthy, "Since it’s the Xia family heirloom, of course I need to take it back. My second brother is too busy to come, just give it to me."

Zhu Feng said, "Then kneel down."

Third Child Xia’s eyes widened, "Why should I kneel to take my own Xia family heirloom?"

And so, Xia Xinshan opened the wooden box.

At that moment, Song Yunuan and a few others were being held back outside by Xia Guilan.

But Song Yunuan, wanting to see the excitement, followed inside.

Indeed, the moment he saw the ancestral tablets, Third Child Xia kneeled down as if he had seen a ghost.

His lips trembling, his voice quivering, he asked, "You... this... what’s going on?"

Zhu Feng, "Since you all didn’t want them, calling them cursed or something, I couldn’t bear to leave them behind and took them with me. Regardless, these are your parents. They have stayed with me for too long; it’s time they returned home. Third Child Xia, take them with you."

Third Child Xia’s head buzzed, his words came out instinctively, "You’re lying to me, this isn’t the family heirloom."

Xia Xinshan, becoming impatient, stuffed the ancestral tablets into his embrace, "You don’t even acknowledge us as part of the old Xia family; why should we keep them? Return them to their rightful owner!"

Suddenly, Third Child Xia felt like he was holding a hot potato.

Just as Third Child Xia was about to throw them to the ground, Zhu Feng’s shrill voice timely rang out, "You unfilial cur, if you throw them, you will be struck by lightning and meet a terrible end!"

Song Yunuan watched with great interest, and admittedly, she found it quite satisfying.

Suddenly, Zhu Feng stepped forward, grabbed the seemingly disoriented Third Child Xia, and asked through gritted teeth, "I remember you telling me that Dongzi was intelligent and had a better future in Beidu. But then he disappeared. Do you know where he went?"

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