When I was three months pregnant, my husband’s grandmother showed up at our door to lay down the law. She deliberately killed the dog I had raised for three years and made a stew out of him just to disgust me. At the dinner table, she showed off smugly: “The meat of a little beast raised on expensive dog food sure is tender~” After the meal, she made me bow down and acknowledge the turtle she had kept for forty years as my “god-grandmother.” I obediently did as I was told. She just didn't know that acknowledging a god-grandmother is easy, but getting rid of one is hard! 1 My grandmother is a contrarian, and my mother is a fierce woman. The two have fought their whole lives; they clash the moment they meet. Influenced by these two, I became well-versed in the dynamics of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationships at a young age. People feared me; dogs ran from me. But unluckily, I married into a family of honest, simple people, so all my skills had nowhere to be used. Life was smooth sailing, and I gained a few pounds. I went to a traditional Chinese medicine clinic to ask for some weight-loss tips, and only after the doctor checked my pulse did I find out I was pregnant. The doctor said the first three months of pregnancy are crucial. My in-laws treated me with extreme caution, terrified I’d bump into something and have an accident. When I was in my third month of pregnancy, an old lady suddenly appeared in our house. The moment our eyes met, I knew the vibe was right. The universally despised troublemaker had arrived! The way the old lady looked at me was exactly the same as how my grandmother looked at my mother—wishing she could find fault with everything! My usually cheerful mother-in-law was pale, kneeling on the floor, wiping it inch by inch with a paper towel. My reasonable father-in-law was trembling like a little quail, not even daring to breathe loudly, brewing tea and pouring water for her. My husband blankly called out: "Grandma!" Then he dragged me back to our room. "Honey, pack your bags. We're going to stay at a hotel for a few days. You're pregnant; you can't be stressed!" My phone received a notification: an extra three thousand dollars transferred from my in-laws. Their intention was very clear: they wanted us to stay outside for now. I could only move back when his grandmother went back to her hometown. "Is she that scary?" "More than scary! She's a nightmare!" My husband briefly recounted the old lady's dark history. When he was six, the old lady stewed the rabbit he had raised for two years and tricked him into eating the meat. After he finished eating, she took him to see the pile of bloody rabbit skin. My husband cried his eyes out. The old lady ate sunflower seeds while spitting the shells at his face: "It’s just an animal. It died, so what? Is it worth crying like this? "You have no masculinity at all! Don't tell anyone outside that you're my, Martha's, grandson! "You little brat, remember this: an animal is an animal. Even if you've raised it for two years, or twenty years, it's still an animal. It will never be more important than your family!" My mother-in-law came over to comfort my husband, but the old lady kicked her instead. "You jinx! Always pulling a long face and teaching my grandson useless things. It's just a dead rabbit. Are you trying to kill me, this old lady?" That kick caused my mother-in-law to miscarry. It was a three-month-old female fetus. My mother-in-law wept uncontrollably in the hospital. The old lady smoked her pipe at home, speaking self-righteously: "A money-losing girl. She's gone, so she's gone. Is it worth crying like that?" My father-in-law was furious and confronted her: "That was your own granddaughter!" The old lady sneered: "What own granddaughter? She didn't even have all her hair, she wasn't even born, and you dare call her my granddaughter? "So what if she was a granddaughter? A granddaughter is just a money-loser! With that one kick, do you know how much money I saved you? You don't even know how to be grateful, and you're here demanding an explanation from me? I see you really are an ungrateful wretch, forgetting your mother once you have a wife!" My father-in-law was so angry he wanted to take my mother-in-law and my husband away, refusing to live with the old lady anymore. The matter was brought to the village head. The older generation values filial piety above all else. My father-in-law was clumsy with words and didn't know how to speak well. 2 The old lady, with her glib tongue, completely twisted the truth. After her tantrum, my father-in-law’s family ended up looking like heartless, rebellious, unfilial descendants. The old lady also heavily favored my husband's uncle, Robert. She used my in-laws' salaries to subsidize Robert, putting him through college and buying him a house in the city. Later, Robert married his boss's daughter, and the old lady went to live with them to enjoy a comfortable life. Only then did she finally let my in-laws' family go. Outside the door, the old lady was reprimanding my father-in-law: "You heartless little beast! You're rich now, living in a big house, driving a luxury car, just watching your brother's family eat scraps. You think you're so great now, feeling all smug, don't you?" "Mom, we don't think like that." "Shut up, you vixen! If it wasn't for your instigation, would my son disobey me, his own mother? "Don't think that just because you secretly ran away to another city behind my back, I couldn't find you! Let me tell you, you can run, but you can't hide! I've been keeping track of all the money you owe your brother over the years!" The old lady threw down a yellowed little notebook. My father-in-law picked up the notebook and flipped through a couple of pages: "Mom, when did we owe Robert over four hundred thousand dollars?" "What do you mean 'over four hundred thousand'? It's four hundred seventy-eight thousand, six hundred fifty-one dollars and thirty-seven cents! If your brother hadn't jumped into the river to save you back then, leaving him with chronic health issues, he would have been selected by the military to be a high-ranking officer long ago! This amount is already a discount given the fact that you're my biological son and his own brother! "You heartless little beast! Not only are you not trying to make up for the damage you caused your brother, but you're also hiding from me with this jinx?! "Don't call me Mom! I don't have a shameless son like you!" "It wasn't Robert who saved David, David saved Robert!" My mother-in-law couldn't stand it and tried to explain for my father-in-law, only to receive a loud slap across the face. "You troublemaker! When I'm talking to my son, it's not your place to interrupt! If I say the eldest saved him, then the eldest saved him! "Cut the crap. I'm here on serious business. My eldest grandson is getting married in a few days. Clean this house up and vacate it in two days so Brian can use it as his marital home!" "No! This is the house we prepared for Chloe and Liam!" My mother-in-law covered her red, swollen cheek and flatly refused. "You jinx, it's not your place to speak!" As they argued, I went to the dog crate and let out Buddy. Buddy is a Malinois, very protective of his owners, and will attack whoever I point at. He's just too energetic and always pesters me. After I got pregnant, my in-laws kept Buddy in his crate to prevent him from accidentally bumping into me. "Buddy, go!" Hearing the command, Buddy charged toward my in-laws like lightning. Threatened by the Malinois, the old lady was forced to jump onto the back of the sofa, her two stick-thin legs trembling violently. "You... don't come any closer! I'm not afraid of you! "Don't, don't bite me! "Are you all dead? Stop him! "Help... Help!" My in-laws froze in place. I carefully helped my mother-in-law up: "Mom, your face is swollen. Liam, go to the pharmacy downstairs and buy Mom some anti-inflammatory medicine." Hearing my voice, Buddy happily trotted over to me, nuzzling against my leg. "Good boy!" I affectionately rubbed Buddy's head as a reward. Seeing this, the old lady quickly realized what happened. She pointed at my nose and cursed: "Alright, you little tramp! You're commanding this wolf-dog to abuse an elder, are you? You better slaughter this dog right now! Kneel down and apologize to me, or I'll have my grandson divorce you! Let's see what you'll do then, you used-up secondhand goods!" "Mom, Chloe and Liam have a great relationship; they won't get a divorce." My mother-in-law spoke up for me, only to earn another glare from the old lady. I patted Buddy's rump. "Woof! Woof! Woof!" This time, Buddy not only barked at the old lady but also lunged at her. And I made absolutely no move to call him off. After a few lunges, the old lady closed her eyes and fainted. After she fainted, my mother-in-law transferred another few thousand dollars to me. 3 "Chloe, quickly take Liam and go hide somewhere. You used Buddy to help Mom and Dad, and we'll always remember this favor, but the old lady is not someone to mess with. When she wakes up, who knows what scheme she'll come up with to make things difficult for you!" "Yes, Chloe, you have a baby in your belly. The doctor said you shouldn't have too many emotional fluctuations. If the sky falls, Mom and Dad are here to hold it up. Just consider it a honeymoon with Liam!" "Mom, Dad, what are you saying? The old lady might be tough to deal with, but I'm no pushover either! As for the baby, don't worry. If it can't even handle this little storm, it has no right to be my, Chloe Davis', child!" After cooking dinner in the evening, the old lady slowly woke up. At the dinner table, she deliberately picked fights. "The meat is stewed so tough, are you trying to break my teeth?" "Don't you know I don't eat seafood? And you deliberately made smoked fish!" "Now that living standards have improved, you're starting to waste food, right? Eight dishes for four people!" As she spoke, she tried to take the beef and smoked fish in front of me to put in the fridge. "Put it down. "I told you to put it down, didn't you hear me?" "You don't listen to nice words, huh? Buddy, attack!" Amidst the barking, the old lady resentfully put down the bowls and chopsticks. I tilted my head to look at her: "If you think the meat is too tough and hurts your teeth, then eat porridge. Do you know why long-lived elderly people live long?" My husband weakly chimed in: "Because they like to eat millet porridge, and millet porridge is good for health!" "Wrong! Because they are smart and know who not to mess with!" I looked at the old lady: "Grandma, you're a smart person, right?" The old lady didn't speak, just glared at me. "Buddy~" "Yes, yes, yes!" "Woof! Woof! Woof!" "Are you crazy? I already said yes, and you're still making your dog bite me!" "Move your foot, you're stepping on his toy!" With Buddy around, the old lady didn't dare to act up again that night. When going to sleep, my husband wrapped his arms around my waist, his tears wetting my shoulder, crying like a child: "Chloe, why are you only here now! "Boohoo, if only I had met you earlier! "Sniff, wife, I love you." A night of sweet dreams. When we woke up in the morning, my husband went to feed Buddy. He searched around but couldn't find any trace of him. He looked at me with red eyes: "What do we do, honey? Buddy is missing!" As he spoke, he suddenly remembered something. He ran to the kitchen and found a pool of blood. There were also a few strands of black hair in the trash can, exactly like the ones on Buddy. My husband angrily found the old lady and confronted her: "Tell me, did you kill Buddy?!" "You little beast, how are you talking to your grandmother! Is there any justice?! I cooked for you all early in the morning, and I get blamed for it?" "It was you! You stewed my rabbit back then!" "David, control your son! He's in his twenties and has no manners at all! Yelling at his elders like this!" My father-in-law was called out, with my mother-in-law following behind. The old lady grabbed my mother-in-law: "You tell them, you woke up earlier than me. Did you see me kill the dog?" "N-no." My mother-in-law's eyes welled with tears. "Forget it, it's not a big deal. We'll look for him after breakfast, he won't be lost." "Exactly, exactly. My granddaughter-in-law is the sensible one." At the dining table, the old lady served me a bowl of meat soup. "Granddaughter-in-law, you are the reasonable one, unlike these few, completely lacking basic decency. An animal is just an animal. Even if you raise it for two or three years, or even decades, it can never be more important than a person." "You're right." "Everything has its fate. Don't blame this old lady for speaking bluntly. If Buddy was killed for meat, it's also his fortune. Blame nothing else, only blame that he committed too many sins in his past life, or that the owner who raised him committed too many sins. Granddaughter-in-law, do you think I'm right?" I nodded: "Grandma naturally makes sense." She nodded in satisfaction. It wasn't until she saw me drink the entire bowl of soup that her expression changed, and she asked me with a grinning smile: "This soup tastes pretty good, right?" "Very fresh." "Of course, the meat of a little beast raised on expensive dog food sure is tender~" My husband was so angry he smashed his bowl on the floor: "I knew it! You did it!" "You little brat, shut your mouth! Is it your turn to speak? Your skin is itching, you need a beating, don't you?" After reprimanding my husband, she came to lecture me. "And you, using a dog to bully people! This old lady gave you some face, and you really thought I was afraid of you! Without that Malinois, what are you! Piss in a puddle and look at your reflection! A face that curses her husband! Only this blind fool would want you!" She grew more arrogant as she spoke, setting down several rules for me. When she got excited, she even demanded I acknowledge the turtle she had kept for forty years as my "god-grandmother." "I've raised this turtle for forty years; it could be your grandmother. Acknowledging you as a granddaughter is doing you an honor, don't be ungrateful." I nodded in agreement. 4 However, she searched for a long time but couldn't find that forty-year-old turtle. I stood up unhurriedly, fished a turtle shell out of the soup, washed it, dried it, and handed it to her: "Oh, Grandma, the 'god-grandmother' you mentioned, it wouldn't happen to be this one, would it?" I looked at the bowl of turtle soup and sighed sincerely: "As expected of an old beast raised for forty years, making soup out of it is much more nourishing than a three- or five-year-old one. Grandma, you really have a good eye!" The old lady tried to disgust me deliberately, so she ate the most during the meal. Her mouth was dripping with grease, and seeing me not eating, she even called me "lacking taste" and "ungrateful." Now, learning that the meat soup was made from the old turtle she had raised for forty years, she hugged the turtle shell, crying to the heavens and pounding the earth, mourning more bitterly than if her husband had died. "My poor Turtle! Which cursed troublemaker killed you! I'll make her pay with her life!" I sobbed on the side: "God-grandmother, even if you descend to the eighteen levels of hell, don't forget to seek revenge on the person who ate you. Poor you, living to forty years old, a long-lived elder among turtles! You died such an unjust death! I hope you have a good journey and reincarnate well in your next life!" Reminded by me, the old lady retched uncontrollably. After vomiting, she looked at me fiercely: "You little beast! You'll get your retribution!" "Grandma, what are you saying? Didn't you tell Liam that a pet dies because the owner lacks virtue? Look at you, only knowing how to educate your descendants, but when it falls on you, you refuse to admit it at all. That's not right!" "You! You sharp-tongued little shrew!" "I'm no shrew. Shrews scratch, bite, kick, and scream. Anyone who offends a shrew is lucky if they only get a layer of skin peeled off. I'm so gentle!" "Hmph!" The old lady hugged the turtle shell and ran away angrily. My husband looked at me with adoration. My father-in-law jumped up in excitement. My mother-in-law was full of respect: "Chloe, you really have your ways." My father-in-law chimed in: "Yes, leave this to me. Liam, take your wife out quickly to buy a gold bracelet. Be happy, be happy!" I smiled and nodded, looking at the pile of vomit my mother-in-law swept up, and said: "Mom, don't throw this away yet. I have a use for it. Come here, let me tell you..." To disgust me, the old lady didn't go to the bathroom; she intentionally vomited all over the living room floor. Thinking this would hurt me? Too childish! Hasn't she heard the saying: "As virtue rises one foot, vice rises ten"? At the jewelry store, my husband was ecstatic, trying on bracelets left and right. I was okay; compared to buying a gold bracelet, I preferred battling the wicked old lady and seeing her defeated look. After leaving the jewelry store, I went to my best friend's house, brought Buddy's toy ball over, and bought him some dog food and snacks. When my husband saw Buddy, he was so excited he couldn't speak: "Buddy! You're really not dead! Daddy was so heartbroken, boohoo!" Looking at him, Buddy couldn't even be bothered to acknowledge him. My best friend gave me a look and pointed to her head. [Is Liam's head okay?] [Just PTSD from the wicked old hag. Don't worry, dealing with wicked old hags is my specialty!] [Queen, let your humble servant worship you!] When leaving, Liam saw a familiar figure in the fish tank again. "Honey, why is it here?" "What else? You think I'd kill a forty-year-old turtle just like that? Am I a butcher or a demoness!" "Then the shell of the 'god-grandmother' you fished out was?" "Bought at the market." "Boohoo, honey. You truly are a sweet angel." Liam was moved to a mess. On the way home, he kept pestering me, asking how I did it. "Nothing much, just giving her a taste of her own medicine!" I know vicious old ladies inside out. The moment she bends over, I know what kind of crap she's going to take. After being terrified by Buddy, she definitely hated him to the core. Killing Buddy and making soup for me to drink—killing two birds with one stone, truly malicious. She didn't dare approach Buddy, so she deliberately put sleeping pills in his dog food. Taking the opportunity to kill Buddy. But she didn't know that I had trained Buddy; he wouldn't touch drugged dog food. And when she wasn't looking, I put sleeping pills in her soothing soup. Making her groggy, sleeping until dawn. I smeared blood on her hands and threw dog hair in the trash can. Elderly people have poor memory and general mental states. When she was asleep, I pretended to be Buddy seeking revenge by her ear. When she woke up, groggy and influenced by my performance, she genuinely believed she had killed Buddy and was triumphant. As for making meat soup, with my mother-in-law around, the old lady wouldn't do it herself. So she only saw the bloodstains and didn't know what kind of meat was in the pot. After all, before me, no one dared to challenge her authority like this. I wouldn't explain the details to Liam. I just rubbed his head and comforted him: "Don't worry. With me here, I won't let you repeat your childhood trauma. I'm a professional when it comes to dealing with this kind of malicious old lady." Liam was very obedient. He didn't ask too many questions, just whimpered and cried in my arms like a puppy: "Boohoo, honey, I wish I had met you earlier!" "Damn God, why didn't he send you to me earlier!" After complaining to the end, he held my hand, full of heartache: "Honey, you must have suffered a lot to get to where you are now. My heart aches for you!" I lowered my head, my shoulders slightly shrugging. I used all my strength to hold back my laughter. But Liam mistook it for a sad sob. "Don't worry, honey. In the future, I will definitely care for you even more!" This little fool, so easy to trick! Hehe! How could I possibly have suffered?
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