The Villain Mom Awakens — Going Viral by Parenting on a Reality Show-Chapter 198: Those Are Free-Range Eggs
"Six, this has nothing to do with you. Get out... get out..."
Joelle Lynch covered her mouth and coughed twice, but still insisted on pushing Six out.
Six’s expression instantly became panicked. "Mom, are you okay? You still haven’t gotten over your cold?"
She turned her head to look Phoenix Holloway in the eye, her gaze pleading. "The floor is just too cold. Grandma, please let Mom go back to the kang. She’s still in her postpartum confinement. I’m begging you, Grandma..."
Phoenix Holloway was extremely thin, and her sunken cheeks gave her a sharp, mean look.
"What postpartum confinement? Who’s as delicate as her? It’s been half a month and she still hasn’t gone to work in the fields. The fields are full of weeds, the crops can’t even grow. When I gave birth to Shunzi back in the day, I just did what needed to be done. Who’s as lazy as her? Does she really think she’s some rich young lady with a life of luxury?!"
Six could only start to cry, and Joelle Lynch’s face was also filled with sorrow.
"What are you crying for? Cry again and I’ll kick you both out to sleep in the pigsty!" Phoenix Holloway cursed.
"What a truly shrewish old woman."
A cold voice rang out, startling Phoenix Holloway. "Who? Who’s in my house?"
Naomi Kenway walked in with Ian Shaw, her beautiful face as cold as ice.
The first thing she saw upon entering was the sight of Phoenix Holloway bullying the pitiful mother and daughter. Seeing Joelle Lynch still sitting on the floor, Naomi Kenway quickly helped her to a nearby stool and covered her with a blanket.
"Your body is your most valuable asset. It won’t do to harm your health."
Joelle Lynch looked at her, a little confused, but then she saw the camera following behind Naomi Kenway and understanding dawned on her.
Due to years of hard labor, Joelle Lynch’s skin was dark and rough, but one could still faintly see that her features were quite good. Six took after her.
Joelle Lynch spoke in a quiet voice, pulling the blanket on her tighter. "Thank you..."
Six leaned against her side, her eyes filled with devotion.
’It’s as if I’ve returned to my own childhood,’ Naomi Kenway thought, a sense of disorientation washing over her. ’Back then, my mother was always busy, spending the entire day in her study. I would sneak in to find her and ask her to tell me a story.’
’My mother would hold me in her arms and gently stroke my hair.’
Phoenix Holloway jumped down from the kang, her face ferocious. "Who are you? Why are you in our house in the middle of the night? Get out now if you know what’s good for you! What does me teaching my daughter-in-law a lesson have to do with you?!"
"A lesson? You shameless old hag! She’s worked her fingers to the bone for this family for years, and you want to force her into the fields before her postpartum recovery is even over?! The Great Wall isn’t as thick as your skin! And you have the nerve to bring up ten eggs? Which refugee camp exploded and spat you out? If you really can’t survive, go beg at the village entrance!"
Naomi Kenway snorted and shoved Phoenix Holloway. The old woman stumbled and then started cursing again.
"What do you know?! Those are free-range eggs, laid by our own hen! Do you think their nutritional value can compare to ordinary eggs?!" Phoenix Holloway looked heartbroken, as if her own life had been eaten, not the eggs.
"Anyone who didn’t know better would think your hen lays golden eggs. If you can’t afford to support a wife, why have your son marry one?" Naomi Kenway couldn’t suppress her anger. She curled her lip into a smile. "How about this? I’ll teach you a trick. Have your son divorce her. Wouldn’t that solve the problem once and for all?"
Phoenix Holloway’s eyes darted around. "How could that work?!" she said anxiously. "My grandson is less than a month old and needs to nurse! The corn in the fields needs harvesting, too! How could we get by without her..."
’Besides, given my son’s situation, finding him another wife... would probably be difficult.’
Naomi Kenway’s gaze grew even colder.
Phoenix Holloway, flustered and angry, pointed at Naomi Kenway and screamed, "Who the hell are you? Get the hell out of my house! Get out!"
Suddenly, she yelped in pain. Caught off guard, she had been pushed by Ian, and her lower back slammed into the hard edge of the bed frame.
Naomi Kenway quickly grabbed Ian Shaw, afraid the vicious old woman would go after her son.
Phoenix Holloway got up, grimacing in pain. She was about to curse when she saw Ian Shaw and froze. "Oh, it’s a boy. So chubby and cute..."
She reached out to touch him but Naomi Kenway slapped her hand away with a look of disgust.
"You!!"
Six ran over, crying. "Grandma, don’t bully them! This is the big sister who’s a guest in our house. They’re here to film a show..."
"For heaven’s sake! We can’t even feed ourselves and now we have guests?! What, do we have too much food in the house that we can’t finish?!"
Six pointed at the camera. "Grandma, there are cameras here! People outside can see this on TV! Please stop making a scene..."
"I’m old, that stuff doesn’t scare me! So what if they see it on TV? I’m not the one who deserves a scolding! Joelle Lynch is the useless woman who deserves it!" Phoenix Holloway’s expression was brazen; she seemed completely unafraid.
"If I remember correctly, the production team should have paid you in advance to rent the house. Since you don’t welcome us, give us the money back, and we’ll leave."
Phoenix Holloway’s expression changed in an instant. Only then did she remember that she had indeed received a considerable sum of money—several hundred. The hostility on her face vanished. She held out her hand. "No, no, we can still discuss this..."
Her wrinkled cheeks forced a smile. "I was just being blind, I didn’t recognize that you’re the celebrities here to film. I thought a thief had broken in, so I got a little emotional. Please don’t take it to heart. I’ll get out of your hair..."
"No need to trouble yourself. We really can’t afford to stay in a place like this!" Naomi Kenway said as she moved to pick up her luggage.
"No, no, no!"
Phoenix Holloway hurriedly blocked Naomi Kenway again, stepping one foot out the door herself. "I’ll go, I’ll go..."
Suddenly, the cry of a baby rang out.
Phoenix Holloway whipped her head around, her face a mask of anxiety. "Joelle Lynch, what are you spacing out for? My grandson is awake, why aren’t you feeding him?!"
Joelle Lynch was disheartened and didn’t move for a moment.
Phoenix Holloway grew angry and started cursing again. She was about to step back inside but met Naomi Kenway’s icy gaze. After hesitating for a moment, she gritted her teeth and left, but not before threatening, "Joelle Lynch, if anything happens to my precious grandson, I will never let you off the hook! You just wait!!"
Six had already helped Joelle Lynch onto the bed and made her a cup of brown sugar water.
Joelle Lynch took it and sipped it lightly. She turned her gaze to Naomi Kenway, her face apologetic. "I’m so sorry you had to see that. And thank you, really, for what you did just now."
For a moment, Naomi Kenway didn’t know what to say. "It’s nothing."
Joelle Lynch was already skillfully soothing the baby. The infant’s loud cries turned into pitiful whimpers and then faded away.
She wiped the tears from her cheeks. "The west room is already tidy. I’ll have Six take you there. Just let me know if you need anything. You’re from the big city, and our home is poor. I hope you don’t mind."
[What era are we in? I can’t believe such a feudalistic cancer still exists!]
[Poor Six and her mom. It looks like they’ve been exploited like this so many times...]
[This is the first time I’m thinking it’s a good thing Naomi Kenway has a temper. She fires back when she needs to and never holds back. That old woman is shameless, she doesn’t deserve any respect!]
[I know, but... our Nina actually has a really good temper! She only gets angry at disgusting people. To her friends and everyone else, our Nina is very gentle!]
[Ten eggs? I’m seriously speechless...]
