After This Old Workhorse Awakens, She Takes a Stick to Her Ten Ungrateful Descendants

【Silver-Haired Fiction + Period Setting + Family Regrets and Redemption + Feel-Good Revenge + Domestic Drama】 【No-Nonsense Mind-Reading Grandma × Ten Ungrateful Descendants】 Gao Cuilan spent most of her life widowed, raising four sons and a daughter on meager food. At her fiftieth birthday banquet, she was surrounded by children and grandchildren, all seeming loving and filial. Then she unexpectedly gained the ability to read minds and discovered they were all ungrateful descendants. Her eldest sons coveted her gold jewelry and offered to trade for the land deeds. Her second son was henpecked, so she stepped in to set her shrewish daughter-in-law straight. Her third son coveted her shops and farmland, and schemed against his own brothers. “Let’s see how well you take a beating.” Her fourth son was even worse, showing signs of violent aggression. “I’ll beat you into submission first.” Her beloved youngest daughter was eyeing ways to squeeze benefits out of her family. “Get lost as far away as you can.” Though each had their own motives, they all silently agreed that their mother should die soon so they could split up the estate. She thought her late husband had only sired five bad apples, but the rotten tree had poisoned its branches: every grandchild had been raised into a good-for-nothing. Her eldest grandson spent his days at brothels and taverns, becoming a street thug. “I don’t need a wastrel like you.” Her second grandson had endless energy, so she sent him to work as a blacksmith. “Let’s see whether your head is harder than iron, or your life tougher.” Her third grandson was as timid as a quail. “Stand tall and act like a man for your great-grandmother.” Her granddaughter was only tough at home, too scared to utter a peep at her in-laws’. She was to divorce her husband and come home to empty the chamber pots. The baby grandson cried louder than anyone else. “Whoever gave birth to you can look after you.” One curse after another, hidden in their hearts, finally jolted her awake. All that hardship, all that show of loving devotion, all that special affection between generations: it was all fake! Now that she was awake, did they think they could cling to her and suck her dry? No chance! Every ungrateful descendant, get out!