When I just reincarnated, even though I hated them, I never went too far because they were still children.

Now, thinking about the rabbit tragically dying in the pot, I realize that some people are born with bad nature, they are rotten to the core.

Can't be taught, can't be changed.

I handed a rope to my aunt, "Tie him up and let's go find the village chief!"

The last thief was hung at the village entrance and publicly whipped.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw my grandfather and eldest uncle coming back carrying hoes.

"What's going on?"

I pointed at my father with a heavy heart, "This wastrel cooked the rabbit, and now the money for the eldest son's wedding is gone..."

My grandfather and eldest uncle looked into the pot and their expressions changed instantly.

"You deserve to die!"

Before he could finish his sentence, my eldest uncle kicked my father, knocking out a tooth directly.

My father lay on the ground unable to cry for a long time.

I glanced at my fierce-looking eldest uncle and said calmly, "It's not all his fault, the rabbit was asking for death."

My eldest uncle slapped my stepmother fiercely several times until she fainted, then he picked her up as if she were a little chick and went to find her parents.

I went back and cleaned up the rabbit, cooking a large pot of meat.

My father stood by the stove, swallowing saliva, his mouth gaping, "Mom, can I have a piece, just a small piece?"

Just as I was about to scold him, my grandfather and eldest uncle came back, followed by my stepmother.

"Since her parents didn't compensate, they gave her to us." My grandfather took a puff of his dry tobacco, "It's just right for the eldest to have a wife."

I looked at the reluctant eldest uncle, the swollen stepmother, and finally at my father who still wanted to steal meat.

What a bizarre combination this is?

"Eldest... do you agree?"

"Agree or not, a woman, as long as she can bear children, that's all that matters, it's not up to him to pick and choose." My grandfather tapped his dry tobacco, "Is the meat ready? I'm starving!"

In my grandfather's eyes, the eldest son getting married was not as important as a meal.