Old Madam Song had raised three sons and two daughters through years of hardship, only for her ungrateful sons to smother her to death in a cellar in her old age.
When she opened her eyes again, she was back on the day her second son brought his bride home. His vicious wife demanded that she hitch herself to an ox cart and haul the bride inside.
After a lifetime of swallowing her anger, Old Madam Song decided she would never endure it again. She slapped her second son across the face.
“You want me to slave away for her? She can get out, and so can you!”
Her youngest son shamelessly begged her to sell her blood to buy him a pair of shoes. Old Madam Song beat him with a washboard until he was completely disoriented.
“Haven’t you had your fill of profiting from my blood? Want another slap?”
In her previous life, Old Madam Song had exhausted herself for her ungrateful children. In this life, she fights back, keeps a firm grip on the land deeds, and stockpiles supplies so she can live comfortably. She never expected her children to start thanking her one by one and kneeling to beg for forgiveness.
Well written, good luck to the author
It's very real, very natural, and the display of humanity is very vivid. The old lady beating up some unfilial sons is also very exciting!! Worth a look!
Very real, surreal and touching