Yu Xiaocao sneered and said, “Is a human life more important or is studying more important? I don’t know how younger uncle’s teacher and classmates will look at you after they find out that you traded his father’s life for him to be able to study.”

“Don’t talk nonsense! Little girl, you’re too malicious! Your younger uncle can’t stay in town anymore because of you. Now, you still want to slander his reputation, but he’s your uncle! Are you still a person?” Madam Zhang’s youngest son was her weakness, so she would never hesitate to argue with someone for him.

She recalled the scene of her grandfather as he laid in a small, black, run down room with wind leaking in, appearing as if he were waiting for death alone. Yu Xiaocao felt her anger skyrocket, “The person who tarnished younger uncle’s reputation is you! Grandfather has worked himself tirelessly everyday for more than twenty years for this family. Furthermore, to save your eldest son, he got ill. Yet when he got sick, you didn’t even spare some money to help him get treated. His minor illness was dragged on until it became serious, and you even threw him into a rundown house. You didn’t even give him any food or water, nor did you help him change his clothes as they got that filthy! My Grandfather is your husband! You just can’t wait for him to...