After Five Years of Being Treated Like Dogs by Their Sons-In-Law, I Made Them Kneel and Cry

I squatted on the kitchen floor, scavenging for leftovers. The rim of the porcelain bowl was chipped, scraping my lips painfully. "Useless! You even smack your lips while eating!" Liu Yan's voice was like ice. The empty bowl crashed to the ground beside me. Porridge splattered onto my trousers. I didn't dare look up. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of her newly bought red nail polish, painted like blood. "Mom told you to water the flowers on the balcony." "Didn't you hear me? Are you deaf?" She kicked my chair leg. I staggered to my feet. The old injury in my lower back started to ache again. The original owner of this body was a quiet, unassuming person. She endured five years of scolding without ever uttering a word back. Three days ago...